![]() ![]() The one she does have though is important and interesting. She just didn’t get written about a lot, so maybe she was one of those Deities like Mithras who were more about the mystery cults. Despite being arguably one of the more important Goddesses to Roman warfare, and the Renaissance’s love of things Roman. ![]() So there isn’t much about Bellona in terms of relations and connections that I could really find. And I laugh at you.ĥ) Members of the family, genealogical connections You are but worms, who think the birds are evil because they fly in the sky. Hate them, hate them for their pay, for their slaughter, for their craft, and know in your hearts you hate because though they kill for coin, they have more honor, more integrity, and more righteousness than you shall ever know in your angry lives spent striking at those different from you. So look with envy upon these, my children, fighting for the Republic, for the hope of a better tomorrow of freedom. I would spit on you, honor-less, craven creatures, but you are not even worthy of that. You wish to look down upon my children because they are paid to kill? Should they kill for free? Do you think that they should be made to slaughter without hope for a better future at the end? Oh, I know you Marxists well, “for each according to his needs, by each according to his ability.” Perhaps you think safety should be free, and they deserve death for creating death, because that is their ability. You think your transsexuals and your gays would be safe? They would be sacrifices and broodmares. Think them holier than my children? Think they will love you more because you hate the same thing? I have seen their slave pits, hear the cries of their rape victims. I have seen what Allah’s children do there. I have walked the lands of Palmyra and the Eastern Romans. There are those without the honor and mercy of my children. Think you safe in your beds without my killers? How foolish. That the weak resent this protection is no mark against those who defend nation and people. The world will always be ruled by the strongest, and only those with strength can protect the weaker from those who feel it their right to command, to make in their own image. These naysayers cover their fear with self-righteousness. But killing is not always murder, not that those upon their moral high horses, made safe by the blood of other people could ever see it. Killers certainly, they take lives by the blade and the bomb. Oh my dear children, paid to kill and slaughter and maim. Paid with a home made safe by spear and gun and blood. Paid in land, paid in money, paid in an education and the chance at better dreams and better lives than what they were born too. Are my lovely children hired murderers? Oh for sure, they are paid. They have no honor, their glory is a lie.”Ĭheap words, and easily spoken. “Hired murderers” I here the pathetic creatures say. There has never been peace, but there has always been war. I know we came to rule our part of the world after Jupiter, Hades, and Neptune slew their father and took his thrown for themselves. According to the Jews it took all of four people on this world for there to be murder and war. The Germanics even say this world was started by a war between three of their Gods and a Giant. Gods, Titans, and things even older all battled to start this world. Did they think the world was ever at peace? The world was born in war. ![]() It has always amused me when people speak out against war and soldiers. It is the deaths of soldier and enemies that have been my sacrifices of choice since I began. But my temple has always been the battlefield, unlike my husband Mars. Sacrifices of cattle and incense are rarer these days. Oh, they may not worship me today as they did in older times. Some wish to say bad things of my children. I have defended Republics and founded Empires. I have raised up kings and I have laid them low. Soldiers are my children, generals are my lovers. I am war, personified, deified, sanctified. I have marched to war since war began, and I will march to war long after men say that war has ended. I have ridden with chariots and marched with men. As this blog was created as a “temple” to her, I feel it goes here. Recently I read a post by a someone and something they said has Bellona wishing to convey her own message in response. This blog was set up for things involving the Cultus Deorum in general and Bellona especially. ![]()
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