sive mutata iuvenem figura ales in terris imitaris, almae filius Maiae, patiens vocari Caesaris ultor. Serus in caelum redeas diuque laetus intersis populo Quirini, neve te nostris vitiis iniquum ocior aura tollat; hic magnos potius triumphos, hic ames dici pater atque princeps, neu sinas Medos equitare inultos te duce, Caesar.
“Or having changed shape, do you winged one, son of nourishing Maia, imitate the young man on earth, called the unyielding avenger of Caesar? May you return to heaven at a late hour and be present for a long while with the people of Romulus, and may no swifter breeze take you, injured by our crimes. Here are rather great triumphs, here may you love to be pronounced father and first citizen, and, with you as general, not allow the unpunished Medes to ride, Caesar!” – Horace Odes1.2.41-52
Remember the time that Horace wrote that Octavian is really just Mercury in disguise??
5 strains on deck for this run, a tester strain from Redeyed Genetics Purple Dream x Locktite, Swampboy Seeds Horace (Banana OG x Reversed Nigerian) CSI Humboldt Great White Bubba (Great White Shark x Bubba Kush) Also from CSI Humboldt The Big Fuck Up (Hashplant or Sour Diesel x Humboldt Snow) and Bubble Bomb (Bubblegum x THC Bomb) from Bomb Seeds
Just posting this to try and work out if including a source for an image works as a way of getting around Tumblr’s ‘no links in tags’ issue. But also - Horace, anyone?
Please don’t repost.
[image text: Horace Odes 4.7 June 2019
The snows have fled, and the grass now grows anew in fields and greenery on trees — the earth in cycle turns, and rivers on the ebb run by within their banks.
The Graces and the nymphs now with their sisters dare to lead the dance undressed; “Hope not to live forever” warn the years and hours which steal the tender day.
The west wind calms the cold, and summer tramples spring, which will itself be lost as soon as fruitful Autumn spreads its produce — then the stagnant winter comes.
But moons are swift to heal what wounds the sky incurs whilst we will sink down there where good Aeneas went, and Ancus and Tullus divine — shadow and dust are we.
Who knows if the gods on high will add to this day’s sum the measure of the next? All which you grant to your own gracious heart evades your heir’s rapacious hands.
When after you have died, and Minos has decreed his honorable charge — Torquatus — never then will your nobility or words or goodness return.
For neither from infernal gloom Diana could free pure Hippolytus nor Theseus destroy the chains of Lethe for his dearest Pirithous.]
If you write an actual epode about how much you loathe garlic, I cannot even imagine the hatred you must feel. Or it’s simply Horace being the snob he is, since garlic was mainly used by the poor. For Canidia see here!
Here is 3 part of Black Sun! At the moment it’s the last story, though there would probably be more, story isn’t ended yet. That being said, our Black Sun marathone is ended for now, thankfully we have something interesting ready for you.
Thanks for translation! (subscribe). Big thanks for making my dream come true. Translating 3 stories (if we sum up them, it’s near 100 pages) in a row, from kinda fresh Topolino? Looks like a dream… that’s thankfully come true!!!
New series! It came up in september of 2021, written by Marco Gervasio, and with quite an interesting art by Cristian Canfailla. So, it’s about sattelite called Black Sun and Mickey Tomorrow, who is commander of this sattelite. A lot of classical characters, some new and all of them are in interesting setup. At the moment there is 3 parts, and this is the 1st.
Translated by @frustratedpker Thanks for translation! (subscribe)
(Are you making war again, Venus, after so long a truce? Have mercy, I beg you, I begyou! I am not the man I was in the reign of Cinara the Good. Stop, o cruel mother of sweet Desires, stop driving one who after nearly fifty years is now too hardened to answer your soft commands. Away, and make for a place to which the young men with their coaxing appeals are calling you.)
i’m gonna be honest. i DONT like how you walk. i DONT like how you talk. i DONT like how your face disintegrates into chalk. you have an AWFUL wife. you have a MEANINGLESS job. she criticizes you for having NO CONFIDENCE
