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  1. Belial Speaks…

    This is an excerpt from Book 2 of Paradise Lost by John Milton. Belial (a fallen angel) is speaking at a “Consultation” held in Pandemonium chaired by Satan (i.e. a meeting of the local Governing Authority):

    I should be much for open war, O Peers,
    As not behind in hate, if what was urged
    Main reason to persuade immediate war
    Did not dissuade me most, and seem to cast
    Ominous conjecture on the whole success;
    When he who most excels in fact of arms,
    In what he counsels and in what excels
    Mistrustful, grounds his courage on despair
    And utter dissolution, as the scope
    Of all his aim, after some dire revenge.
    First, what revenge? The towers of Heaven are filled
    With armed watch, that render all access
    Impregnable: oft on the bordering Deep
    Encamp their legions, or with obscure wing
    Scout far and wide into the realm of Night,
    Scorning surprise. Or, could we break our way
    By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise
    With blackest insurrection to confound
    Heaven’s purest light, yet our great Enemy,
    All incorruptible, would on his throne
    Sit unpolluted, and th’ ethereal mould,
    Incapable of stain, would soon expel
    Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire,
    Victorious. Thus repulsed, our final hope
    Is flat despair: we must exasperate
    Th’ Almighty Victor to spend all his rage;
    And that must end us; that must be our cure—
    To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose,
    Though full of pain, this intellectual being,
    Those thoughts that wander through eternity,
    To perish rather, swallowed up and lost
    In the wide womb of uncreated Night,
    Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows,
    Let this be good, whether our angry Foe
    Can give it, or will ever? How he can
    Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
    Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire,
    Belike through impotence or unaware,
    To give his enemies their wish, and end
    Them in his anger whom his anger saves
    To punish endless? “Wherefore cease we, then?”
    Say they who counsel war; “we are decreed,
    Reserved, and destined to eternal woe;
    Whatever doing, what can we suffer more,
    What can we suffer worse?” Is this, then, worst—
    Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms?
    What when we fled amain, pursued and struck
    With Heaven’s afflicting thunder, and besought
    The Deep to shelter us? This Hell then seemed
    A refuge from those wounds. Or when we lay
    Chained on the burning lake? That sure was worse.
    What if the breath that kindled those grim fires,
    Awaked, should blow them into sevenfold rage,
    And plunge us in the flames; or from above
    Should intermitted vengeance arm again
    His red right hand to plague us? What if all
    Her stores were opened, and this firmament
    Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire,
    Impendent horrors, threatening hideous fall
    One day upon our heads; while we perhaps,
    Designing or exhorting glorious war,
    Caught in a fiery tempest, shall be hurled,
    Each on his rock transfixed, the sport and prey
    Or racking whirlwinds, or for ever sunk
    Under yon boiling ocean, wrapt in chains,
    There to converse with everlasting groans,
    Unrespited, unpitied, unreprieved,
    Ages of hopeless end? This would be worse.
    War, therefore, open or concealed, alike
    My voice dissuades; for what can force or guile
    With him, or who deceive his mind, whose eye
    Views all things at one view? He from Heaven’s height
    All these our motions vain sees and derides,
    Not more almighty to resist our might
    Than wise to frustrate all our plots and wiles.
    Shall we, then, live thus vile—the race of Heaven
    Thus trampled, thus expelled, to suffer here
    Chains and these torments? Better these than worse,
    By my advice; since fate inevitable
    Subdues us, and omnipotent decree,
    The Victor’s will. To suffer, as to do,
    Our strength is equal; nor the law unjust
    That so ordains. This was at first resolved,
    If we were wise, against so great a foe
    Contending, and so doubtful what might fall.
    I laugh when those who at the spear are bold
    And venturous, if that fail them, shrink, and fear
    What yet they know must follow—to endure
    Exile, or ignominy, or bonds, or pain,
    The sentence of their Conqueror. This is now
    Our doom; which if we can sustain and bear,
    Our Supreme Foe in time may much remit
    His anger, and perhaps, thus far removed,
    Not mind us not offending, satisfied
    With what is punished; whence these raging fires
    Will slacken, if his breath stir not their flames.
    Our purer essence then will overcome
    Their noxious vapour; or, inured, not feel;
    Or, changed at length, and to the place conformed
    In temper and in nature, will receive
    Familiar the fierce heat; and, void of pain,
    This horror will grow mild, this darkness light;
    Besides what hope the never-ending flight
    Of future days may bring, what chance, what change
    Worth waiting—since our present lot appears
    For happy though but ill, for ill not worst,
    If we procure not to ourselves more woe.

    I’ve posted this here not only because it seems topical, but also because it contains a phrase associated with a TV drama series that I’ve been watching on DVD. Feel free to offer a guess of the name of the series through the comments box.

    #Belial #JohnMilton #literature #Pandaemonium #ParadiseLost #Poetry #Satan
  2. Belial Speaks…

    This is an excerpt from Book 2 of Paradise Lost by John Milton. Belial (a fallen angel) is speaking at a “Consultation” held in Pandemonium chaired by Satan (i.e. a meeting of the local Governing Authority):

    I should be much for open war, O Peers,
    As not behind in hate, if what was urged
    Main reason to persuade immediate war
    Did not dissuade me most, and seem to cast
    Ominous conjecture on the whole success;
    When he who most excels in fact of arms,
    In what he counsels and in what excels
    Mistrustful, grounds his courage on despair
    And utter dissolution, as the scope
    Of all his aim, after some dire revenge.
    First, what revenge? The towers of Heaven are filled
    With armed watch, that render all access
    Impregnable: oft on the bordering Deep
    Encamp their legions, or with obscure wing
    Scout far and wide into the realm of Night,
    Scorning surprise. Or, could we break our way
    By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise
    With blackest insurrection to confound
    Heaven’s purest light, yet our great Enemy,
    All incorruptible, would on his throne
    Sit unpolluted, and th’ ethereal mould,
    Incapable of stain, would soon expel
    Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire,
    Victorious. Thus repulsed, our final hope
    Is flat despair: we must exasperate
    Th’ Almighty Victor to spend all his rage;
    And that must end us; that must be our cure—
    To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose,
    Though full of pain, this intellectual being,
    Those thoughts that wander through eternity,
    To perish rather, swallowed up and lost
    In the wide womb of uncreated Night,
    Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows,
    Let this be good, whether our angry Foe
    Can give it, or will ever? How he can
    Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
    Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire,
    Belike through impotence or unaware,
    To give his enemies their wish, and end
    Them in his anger whom his anger saves
    To punish endless? “Wherefore cease we, then?”
    Say they who counsel war; “we are decreed,
    Reserved, and destined to eternal woe;
    Whatever doing, what can we suffer more,
    What can we suffer worse?” Is this, then, worst—
    Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms?
    What when we fled amain, pursued and struck
    With Heaven’s afflicting thunder, and besought
    The Deep to shelter us? This Hell then seemed
    A refuge from those wounds. Or when we lay
    Chained on the burning lake? That sure was worse.
    What if the breath that kindled those grim fires,
    Awaked, should blow them into sevenfold rage,
    And plunge us in the flames; or from above
    Should intermitted vengeance arm again
    His red right hand to plague us? What if all
    Her stores were opened, and this firmament
    Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire,
    Impendent horrors, threatening hideous fall
    One day upon our heads; while we perhaps,
    Designing or exhorting glorious war,
    Caught in a fiery tempest, shall be hurled,
    Each on his rock transfixed, the sport and prey
    Or racking whirlwinds, or for ever sunk
    Under yon boiling ocean, wrapt in chains,
    There to converse with everlasting groans,
    Unrespited, unpitied, unreprieved,
    Ages of hopeless end? This would be worse.
    War, therefore, open or concealed, alike
    My voice dissuades; for what can force or guile
    With him, or who deceive his mind, whose eye
    Views all things at one view? He from Heaven’s height
    All these our motions vain sees and derides,
    Not more almighty to resist our might
    Than wise to frustrate all our plots and wiles.
    Shall we, then, live thus vile—the race of Heaven
    Thus trampled, thus expelled, to suffer here
    Chains and these torments? Better these than worse,
    By my advice; since fate inevitable
    Subdues us, and omnipotent decree,
    The Victor’s will. To suffer, as to do,
    Our strength is equal; nor the law unjust
    That so ordains. This was at first resolved,
    If we were wise, against so great a foe
    Contending, and so doubtful what might fall.
    I laugh when those who at the spear are bold
    And venturous, if that fail them, shrink, and fear
    What yet they know must follow—to endure
    Exile, or ignominy, or bonds, or pain,
    The sentence of their Conqueror. This is now
    Our doom; which if we can sustain and bear,
    Our Supreme Foe in time may much remit
    His anger, and perhaps, thus far removed,
    Not mind us not offending, satisfied
    With what is punished; whence these raging fires
    Will slacken, if his breath stir not their flames.
    Our purer essence then will overcome
    Their noxious vapour; or, inured, not feel;
    Or, changed at length, and to the place conformed
    In temper and in nature, will receive
    Familiar the fierce heat; and, void of pain,
    This horror will grow mild, this darkness light;
    Besides what hope the never-ending flight
    Of future days may bring, what chance, what change
    Worth waiting—since our present lot appears
    For happy though but ill, for ill not worst,
    If we procure not to ourselves more woe.

    I’ve posted this here not only because it seems topical, but also because it contains a phrase associated with a TV drama series that I’ve been watching on DVD. Feel free to offer a guess of the name of the series through the comments box.

    #Belial #JohnMilton #literature #Pandaemonium #ParadiseLost #Poetry #Satan
  3. Teatro: Historia de una Amapola que Escapó de entre los Trigos

    Teatro del Barrio, sábado, 14 de marzo, 22:15 CET

    🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 AMAPOLAS

    Volvemos a Madrid, esta vez en el icónico Teatro del Barrio para presentar Historia de una Amapola.

    Esta pieza se centra en la propia práctica travesti, como una suerte de meta-espectáculo. En ella exploramos cada rincón de nuestra historia, nuestro trabajo, nuestra experiencia, desde lo andaluz, lo local, la hermandad y la lucha constante por encontrar nuestro hueco.

    El pasado 2025 ha sido un año de cambios, mucho trabajo, experimentación. Tras nuestro paso por varios pueblos de Andalucía y espacios tan diferentes como el Centro Coreográfico La Aceitera, el Museo Centro de Arte Dos de Mayo o el teatro Juan Alonso de Guzmán en San Juan del Puerto, Huelva; volvemos a Madrid con una propuesta renovada, madura y muchas ganas de compartir. .

    Entradas (14€ anticipada / 16€ en taquilla): https://teatrodelbarrio.com/historia-de-una-amapola

    enredad.es/event/teatro-histor

  4. Teatro: Historia de una Amapola que Escapó de entre los Trigos

    Teatro del Barrio, sábado, 14 de marzo, 22:15 CET

    🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 AMAPOLAS

    Volvemos a Madrid, esta vez en el icónico Teatro del Barrio para presentar Historia de una Amapola.

    Esta pieza se centra en la propia práctica travesti, como una suerte de meta-espectáculo. En ella exploramos cada rincón de nuestra historia, nuestro trabajo, nuestra experiencia, desde lo andaluz, lo local, la hermandad y la lucha constante por encontrar nuestro hueco.

    El pasado 2025 ha sido un año de cambios, mucho trabajo, experimentación. Tras nuestro paso por varios pueblos de Andalucía y espacios tan diferentes como el Centro Coreográfico La Aceitera, el Museo Centro de Arte Dos de Mayo o el teatro Juan Alonso de Guzmán en San Juan del Puerto, Huelva; volvemos a Madrid con una propuesta renovada, madura y muchas ganas de compartir. .

    Entradas (14€ anticipada / 16€ en taquilla): https://teatrodelbarrio.com/historia-de-una-amapola

    enredad.es/event/teatro-histor

  5. Las Niñas: Día de Andalucía

    Sala X, viernes, 27 de febrero, 23:55 CET

    ¡LAS NIÑAS ESTAMOS YA TIESAS!

    Después de dar tanto ruido desde 2018 no podemos más. Hemos sobrevivido al auge del fascismo, una pandemia mundial, el trend del clean look… pero aquí seguimos y ni nosotras mismas nos lo explicamos. Somos una causa perdida navegando las turbias aguas del mundo moderno en un clima sociopolítico hostil, un capitalismo rampante que nos utiliza como si fuésemos de usar y tirar, además de lo mala de los nervios que estamos que no es poco.

    Llegadas a este punto, cansadas, sin ideas, angustiadas, razonablemente divertidas justo antes del colapso mental… solo podemos hacer una cosa: volvernos completamente locas en vivo y en directo, ofrecer lo que mejor sabemos hacer y volver a las raices pera dejar una noche de las que no se olvidan.

    ¡PANCONACEITISTAS NOS VEMOS EL DÍA DE ANDALUCÍA!

    • Agu de Barbate

    • Elektrónica

    • Belial

    • Berrenga

    • Rosario Molina

    • Pakita Spain

    • Josefita Belladona

    Entradas 12€: https://www.ultimaentrada.com/comprar-entradas/concierto/club-las-ninas-especial-dia-de-andalucia-en-sala-x

    enredad.es/event/las-ninas-dia

  6. Problème aujourd'hui pour me connecter à mon compte #Belial (belial.fr/) via le service Axys.

    Le compte axys est bien trouvé (avec mon pseudo enregistré) mais je suis ensuite systématiquement redirigé vers une page d'erreur :

    « Il existe déjà un compte Le Bélial' pour l'adresse XXXXXXX »

    🤔

    Je ne trouve pas de mail sur le site pour demander des explications.

    Re 🤔

    Je n'ai aucun soucis pour me connecter à #ActuSF avec le même compte axys.

    Re re 🤔

  7. Happy 11th birthday, #GranblueFantasy ! Sorry not sorry for all the #Belial arto I've made... Would like to have canon Summer Avatar Belial pls. Maybe as a new summon, ooooo? 😳

    #traditionalart #GBF #coloredpencilart #グランブルーファンタジー #グランブル #ベリアルグラブル #ベリアル #グラブル #coloredpencil #oilpastels #oilpastel #oilpastelart #traditionalillustration #anime #commissionopen #malaysianartist #art #belialgbf #animeart #pencilart #bara #baraartist

    🌿 1st MCS project of 2025. He's Avatar Belial in summer outfit. Drawing and colouring took 48 hours 54 minutes within 14 days.
    (´。• ᵕ •。`) ♡

    💖Full Drawing & Colouring Video on YouTube:
    MCS 25
    Emerald Glowo Draws For Kittycats
    youtu.be/wqudeI0NEe0

    🌟Public gallery post on Patreon (Exclusive for free members)
    patreon.com/posts/124108631?ut

    🌟 Non-watermarked gallery post on Patreon (Paid members)
    patreon.com/posts/124032612?ut

    💗Drawn on 200gsm sketchbook with Faber-Castell Classic Series coloured pencils, Faber-Castell Polychromos coloured pencils, white Sakura gel pens, Lotory 12B Drawing Pencil, assorted old coloured pencils and Himi Oil Pastels.

  8. 💝 My art shop is open! My artworks are available as art prints. A5 size, 300gsm art cards. Only 4 copies for each artwork tho.

    💝 I have handmade decorative bags too. Come visit my simple shop! ✨ :cute: ✨

    emerald-shop.carrd.co

    #Art #TraditionalArt #TraditionalArtist #Malaysia #ArtShop #ArtPrints #ArtSale #AnimeArt #Anime #Handmade #Bag #ArtCard #Fanart #Belial #GBF #GranblueFantasy

  9. 🎉 Hallo! This is my soft commission opening so there's only one slot for each category. Is my 1st time opening commission! :meowbouncing:

    💝 More info like ToS and Copyright is written in the link below. So please take a look there if you're interested! :meowinvbox:
    emerald-commission.carrd.co/#

    🌟 Thank you for reading and hope you have lotsa bara booba blessings! ✨ :meowcookie: ✨

    #TraditionalArt #TraditionalArtist #Commissions #OpenCommissions #CommissionInfo #CommissionAd #ColourPencil #OilPastel #Charcoal #Bara #BaraArt #BaraArtist #PencilArt #Commission #Illustration #TraditionalIllustration #HumanArtist #Anime #AnimeArt #Belial #GranblueFantasy #GranblueFantasyFanart #ベリアルグラブル #ベリアル #GBF #グランブルーファンタジー #グランブル

  10. 🎉 Hallo! This is my soft commission opening so there's only one slot for each category. Is my 1st time opening commission! :meowbouncing:

    💝 More info like ToS and Copyright is written in the link below. So please take a look there if you're interested! :meowinvbox:
    emerald-commission.carrd.co/#

    🌟 Thank you for reading and hope you have lotsa bara booba blessings! ✨ :meowcookie: ✨

    #TraditionalArt #TraditionalArtist #Commissions #OpenCommissions #CommissionInfo #CommissionAd #ColourPencil #OilPastel #Charcoal #Bara #BaraArt #BaraArtist #PencilArt #Commission #Illustration #TraditionalIllustration #HumanArtist #Anime #AnimeArt #Belial #GranblueFantasy #GranblueFantasyFanart #ベリアルグラブル #ベリアル #GBF #グランブルーファンタジー #グランブル

  11. # ✨ Meet The Artist : Emerald Glowo ✨

    :meowaww: Hallo, this is my #introduction ! I'm Emerald and I love to draw Belial bara tiddies with my coloured pencils and oil pastels!! I (re)started my art journey during the 2020 pandemic lockdown after a decade long hiatus. :cute:

    🍀I show all of my process for each art project from start to finish on my YouTube channel and via Twitch streaming. I streamed myself drawing this self-portrait on Twitch in November 2022 (I think). :meowthinking:

    Youtube : youtube.com/@emeraldglowodraws

    Twitch : twitch.tv/emerald_glowo

    🪻My main muse is #Belial from #GranblueFantasy and I honestly just want to draw his nudes. Artistically. :ChikaBrows:

    ✨ :meowawauu:✨ I come to Mastodon from Twitter to get away from Elon and ads. Also, this is my 2nd account of Mastodon. My first and main account is in Aethy. Fediverse shenanigans.

    🪻 I strive to git gud in drawing and rendering character illustrations. :meowflower: I stream reading Granblue Fantasy stories on Twitch every week too! The characters in the game are speaking in Japanese so am reading the English translations out loud. Trying my best to follow the chronological order of its many branching stories. Is a mostly blind playthrough. :meow_uwucry:

    Main Website Gallery :
    floralshield.wixsite.com/emera

    Other Socials :
    emeraldglow.carrd.co/

    #TraditionalArt #TraditionalArtist #GBF #selfportrait #Introduction #twitchstreamer #OilPastelArt #ColouredPencilArt #ColoredPencilArt #Bara #BaraArt #Malaysia #MalaysianArtist #Anime #AnimeArt #Sketchbook #SketchbookStudy #SketchbookArt #グランブルーファンタジー #グランブル

  12. # ✨ Meet The Artist : Emerald Glowo ✨

    :meowaww: Hallo, this is my #introduction ! I'm Emerald and I love to draw Belial bara tiddies with my coloured pencils and oil pastels!! I (re)started my art journey during the 2020 pandemic lockdown after a decade long hiatus. :cute:

    🍀I show all of my process for each art project from start to finish on my YouTube channel and via Twitch streaming. I streamed myself drawing this self-portrait on Twitch in November 2022 (I think). :meowthinking:

    Youtube : youtube.com/@emeraldglowodraws

    Twitch : twitch.tv/emerald_glowo

    🪻My main muse is #Belial from #GranblueFantasy and I honestly just want to draw his nudes. Artistically. :ChikaBrows:

    ✨ :meowawauu:✨ I come to Mastodon from Twitter to get away from Elon and ads. Also, this is my 2nd account of Mastodon. My first and main account is in Aethy. Fediverse shenanigans.

    🪻 I strive to git gud in drawing and rendering character illustrations. :meowflower: I stream reading Granblue Fantasy stories on Twitch every week too! The characters in the game are speaking in Japanese so am reading the English translations out loud. Trying my best to follow the chronological order of its many branching stories. Is a mostly blind playthrough. :meow_uwucry:

    Main Website Gallery :
    floralshield.wixsite.com/emera

    Other Socials :
    emeraldglow.carrd.co/

    #TraditionalArt #TraditionalArtist #GBF #selfportrait #Introduction #twitchstreamer #OilPastelArt #ColouredPencilArt #ColoredPencilArt #Bara #BaraArt #Malaysia #MalaysianArtist #Anime #AnimeArt #Sketchbook #SketchbookStudy #SketchbookArt #グランブルーファンタジー #グランブル