I have been here for thousands of years. I like to travel, which is probably why tales of me stretch around a hefty part of the globe. I am the Horned God.
After millennia I took some time to sleep. I was so worn with mankind's wars killing the animals and bringing death and destruction to the very wildness they stopped realising in within them.
When I woke, it is to a nightmare. Mankind has distanced itself so much further from the wild than I could have even imagined! They now live in boxes made of concrete and plastic. They blast and destroy great tracts of nature in the name of 'progress' or 'resources'.
Greed is the universal religion.
In this pursuit of owning ever more, some important things have fallen by the wayside. Compassion, empathy, caring. I despaired as everywhere I looked from above, there was corporations acting like monsters, gobbling up resources, the planet, and humans themselves ... it was a travesty of how it was meant to be.
Perhaps it is time to go hunting.
Horned deities have been popular in religion and mythology for thousands of years.
»
Cernunnos -
Gaelic/Celt - God of the wild things, animals, fertility, wild food.
» Ra-Amun - Egypt -
and Banebdjed (renamed by Christians as Baphomet) who were also associated with fertility. Hathor was a goddess associated with fertility, motherhood, dance and joy.
» Pan - Greek a god of the wilds and shepherds, as well as music and sexuality. The Romans renamed Pan to Faunus, a nature god.
» Ikenga - Igbo people in SE Nigeria - representing personal power and self-will.
» Paśupati - India-Pakistani - a proto-Shiva of the Hindu religion and was known as the god and lord of all animals.
» Enkidu - Mesopotamia - bull-man wartime comrade and friend of Gilgamesh, king of Uruk in the Epic of Gilgamesh.
He holds a twisted torque in his hands,
The forests are his ruling lands.Great God Cernunnos, return to earth again,
Come at my call and show thyself to men.
Shepherd of goats upon the wild hills way,
Lead thy lost flock from darkness unto day.
The Horned God is our nature deity,
But modern man would from his presence flee.
Stolen are the ways of sleep and night,
Men seek for them, whose eyes have lost the light.
Open the door, the door hath no key,
The door of dreams whereby men come to thee.
Shepherd of goats, oh answer unto me,
In the Summerlands is where we shall meet thee.
Nightmare Antlephore
Dracona
Bug
Ringo
