Antinous Triumphant; and, Samain

Χάιρε Αντίνοε Αντίνοε Αντίνοε
Χάιρε Αντίνοε Αντίνοε Αντίνοε
Ως αινομεν Αδωνιν
αποφθίμενον Αντίνοον λέγε
συνθρονω των εν Αιγύπτωι
θεων Αντίνοωι
ακουε
Αδριανη συνοδος νεον θεον Ερμαωνα στησσμεν
αζομενοι τον καλον Αντίνοον
αζομενοι τον καλον Αντίνοον
Χάιρε Αντίνοε Αδριανε ερωτοιν
Αντίνοος ες Νειλον δεσπευσε λεοντεον αιμα καθηραι
γιγνοται τον λοτον Νειλον κοκκον
ω γιγνοται τον λοτον Νειλον
εγκωμιασω αει σε

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That was the hymn that I wrote on Sunday, and that I then performed for Antinous as part of my Foundation Day celebrations yesterday. So, probably ’nuff said.

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Elseworld, today is the eve of Samain. For the first time in a while, I “dressed up” today (i.e. wore clothes that are all in my wardrobe perfectly normally, just wore them all at once in public) for the college Hallowe’en celebration. While some kids didn’t really know what to do with me, most of the adults loved my “costume” and some even wanted to get photos of me.

There was a swarm of kids here earlier, but we’ve run out of treats, so the lights have been turned off.

Usually, I’d have a Samain all-night vigil with friends, if and when possible, but that couldn’t work out this year. Whether I wanted to or not, I was up almost all night last night, though, even though I tried to sleep…a particular recently dead ancestress to part of my family made her presence known throughout the night, and while I don’t think that’s the only reason I couldn’t sleep, she was part of it.

I’ve been nearly nodding off for a while now, but I think I’m going to try and watch some television here before I go to bed, in order to have at least one scary story tonight–Law & Order: Special Victims Unit is one of the scariest shows on television…not…but anyway…