Dionysos, guardian of the innocent
and defender of the vulnerable, hear this prayer,
and look upon all children, keeping them safe
from those who would exploit, abuse, or corrupt them.
Surround our young ones with protection, loving communities,
stable and supportive families, and vigilant guardians.
Dionysos who rules from Nysa, I pray,
send the fiercest among your Furious Host
to hound the corruptors of innocence
to the ends of the earth and beyond.
O Dionysos who is inventive
when it comes to punishing the wicked,
let all those who prey upon children be exposed,
let their schemes fail, their control be broken,
their secrecy torn to shreds, and their victims
delivered from their grasp forever.
May the truth come to light,
may there be nowhere for them to hide,
and may justice be done
according to your sense of right.
O Dionysos who is inventive
when it comes to punishing the wicked,
may you show these defilers of children
the same mercy you showed Pentheus,
Lykourgos, and the daughters of Minyas.
May the friends of these villains turn on them,
may their families hate them,
may their employers fire them,
may their communities cast them out,
may their name stink like the filth that they are,
and may they never be able to shake off
what they have done
or escape the consequences
of their vile and perverted deeds.
O Dionysos, compassionate and comforting God,
strengthen the survivors, heal their wounds,
and restore their sense of dignity and safety.
Give courage to those who must tell their stories,
and may the harmed find hope and peace once more.

Dionysos, King of Monsters,
Lord of the untamed and the terrifying,
Master of all that dwells beyond
the boundaries of ordinary sight, I honor you.
You who walk among wild beasts and strange spirits,
who crown the forgotten and welcome the outcast,
who reveal the sacred power hidden within what others fear,
be present with me. Teach me not to tremble before the unknown,
but to approach it with wisdom, reverence, and courage.
Show me the beauty that dwells within the fierce and strange.
Rule over the monstrous powers within my own soul—
my power, my savagery, my unruly desires—
that they may become sources of strength
rather than mindless destruction.
Dionysos, Horned and Serpent-Crowned King,
guardian of wonders and horrors alike,
lead me through the twisting corridors of the Labyrinth
and into deeper mysteries of the divine.
Hail Dionysos, Monstrous King,
may your unrivaled power guide and protect me.

Dionysos, Lord of the wandering road,
friend of strangers and those without shelter,
look with kindness upon all who sleep beneath the open sky.
Grant them safety through the night,
warmth in the cold,
shelter from the heat,
food for their hunger,
and companions who will treat them
with dignity and compassion.
Guide generous hearts to aid them,
open doors that have long been shut,
and lead them toward refuge, stability, and hope.
Bless all who suffer, O Dionysos,
for you know the path of the vagabond and the outcast.
And may your grace be with them today and always.

Dionysos, Compassionate One,
who drinks with kings and beggars alike,
remember those who have no home to call their own.
Be a roof over them in the storm,
a fire beside them in the cold,
and a light before them in times of uncertainty.
Protect them from violence and despair.
Send them friends in place of loneliness,
kindness in place of rejection,
and hope in place of fear.
May they find shelter, peace, and renewed strength.
And may we never turn our eyes away from their need.
Dionysos Phileleos, hear this prayer,
and bless all who are in need, and struggle.

Dionysos, Lord of Mercy,
you who know exile, wandering, and rejection,
look upon those who suffer without shelter.
See those who lie awake through cold nights,
those who hunger when others feast,
those who are ignored, mocked, or forgotten.
See those burdened by illness,
grief, loneliness, addiction, and despair.
Where their bodies ache, bring relief.
Where their spirits are broken, bring comfort.
Where they have lost hope, kindle the flame of courage.
Stand beside those who endure rain without a roof,
Sun without shelter,
and hardship without a helping hand.
Guard them from violence, exploitation,
and all who would take advantage of their vulnerability.
Dionysos, friend of the downtrodden,
let no suffering escape your notice.
Send compassionate hearts to aid them,
safe places to receive them,
and better days to restore them.
May those who are cast aside be remembered,
those who are weary find rest,
and those who wander find a home.
In your kindness, hear their cries and bring them peace.

Dionysos, Lord of the Sacred Frenzy,
patron of poets, singers, dancers, and dreamers,
breathe your divine exaltation into my soul.
God who inspires and is served by the Hymnōdai,
awaken the sleeping spark within me.
Break the chains of doubt and hesitation.
Open hidden paths of thought and imagination.
May my words flow with clarity,
may vision arise from mystery,
and may creativity bloom
like the vine in spring within me.
Grant me the courage to create,
the wisdom to shape what is given,
and the perseverance to bring it into the world.
Dionysos who unlocks hearts and minds,
let your holy fire kindle my creativity,
that I may honor beauty, truth, and wonder
through all my works.

Dionysos, revealer of hidden things,
Lord of inspiration and divine insight,
be present with me as I seek understanding.
Remove confusion from my mind,
deception from my sight,
and fear from my heart.
Grant that I may perceive what is true,
reject what is false,
and receive only that wisdom
which is beneficial and just.
If it pleases you, guide this divination,
that it may be conducted
in reverence, clarity, and good order.
Dionysos, wise and mysterious one,
illumine the path before me.

Dionysos, Lord of joy and delight,
source of laughter, music, and celebration,
bless the pleasures that nourish body, mind, and spirit.
May I receive life’s gifts with gratitude,
enjoy pleasure without excess,
and find happiness in moments both great and small.
Bless the sharing of food and drink,
the company of friends,
art that stirs the soul,
and the love that binds people together.
Grant that pleasure may bring renewal
rather than emptiness,
wisdom rather than folly,
and gratitude rather than pride.
O generous Dionysos Charidōtēs,
fill my days with abundant delight
and teach me to rejoice in the joys of life.

Dionysos Chrēstotēs,
you who grant courage,
be near to all who suffer.
Strengthen the weary when their burdens grow heavy,
steady the fearful when darkness surrounds them,
and uphold the brokenhearted when sorrow
weighs too heavily upon their souls.
Dionysos Saōtēs,
grant endurance to those who face pain,
hope to those who feel abandoned,
and perseverance to those who struggle day after day.
May they find within themselves a strength greater than despair,
a light that banishes grief,
and a purpose that makes sense of their suffering.
Dionysos Psychotrophos,
who teaches resilience through trial
and grants joy after hardship,
and strength to those who feel they have none left,
help them endure what must be endured,
cleverness to find the way out of their labyrinth of woe,
and guide them ever towards healing, restoration, and peace.

Dionysos, master of the wild places,
companion of beasts and guardian of living things,
protect those who roam the forests,
those who graze in the fields,
those who soar upon the wind,
and those who dwell in the depths of the waters.
Grant health to the animals in our care,
comfort to those who suffer,
and safety to those who are vulnerable.
Teach us to treat all creatures with respect and gratitude,
remembering that they share with us the gift of life.
May the wild flourish, may the endangered endure,
and may harmony grow between mankind and the animal world.
Dionysos, promoter of nature’s abundance, savage God,
let your blessing rest upon every creature that breathes,
and bless the humans who dedicate themselves to caring for them.

O Dionysos Zeuktēr and Zōophoros,
bless this land and all who dwell upon it.
May the fields be fruitful, the waters pure,
and the forests filled with life.
Grant peace among neighbors,
prosperity for honest labor,
and strength to those who face hardship.
May the people of this place live with wisdom,
generosity, and reverence for the gifts of the earth.
Let collaboration flourish between humanity and nature,
and may future generations inherit a land
that is healthy, beautiful, and abundant.
Hail, Dionysos, giver of growth and joy.
May your blessings rest upon this land
for as long as its inhabitants keep their compacts.

May the Starry Bull stand firm beneath the heavens,
unshaken by fear, falsehood, or discord.
May its wisdom be preserved,
its rites remembered,
and its people strengthened in fellowship and purpose.
May those who walk this path
be guarded from malice, guided by truth,
and blessed with courage in times of trial.
Let the light of the stars shine upon this tradition,
and let the strength of the Bull uphold it through every season.
May what is good flourish, what is sacred endure,
and what is worthy be passed on to future generations.

O Dionysos, gracious Lord of life and renewal,
watch over the children that have been entrusted to us.
Guard them from harm, shelter them from cruelty,
and guide them safely through the days of their youth.
O Dionysos Karpokrates, grant our children
health of body, clarity of mind, and joy of spirit.
May they grow in wisdom, kindness, and courage,
surrounded by those who cherish and protect them.
O Dionysos Dikerōs, drive away fear, misfortune,
and all influences that would diminish their flourishing.
Let laughter fill our homes, protection accompany their steps,
and hope brighten their future.
O Dionysos Propatros, bless all parents,
guardians, teachers, and caregivers
with patience, strength, and loving hearts,
that they may faithfully nurture those in their care.
O Dionysos Zōzō, protector of life’s sacred vitality,
keep our children under your favor
and bring them safely into a flourishing adulthood.
Hail, Dionysos, and may your blessing be always upon them.

O Dionysos Eustephanos,
as I place this sacred jewelry upon myself,
may it be a sign of my devotion
and a reminder of your presence.
May my thoughts be reverent,
my actions honorable,
and my spirit open to divine revelation.
Bless this jewelry and the one who wears it,
O Dionysos Diakosmos.

Hail Dionysos Euprepēs.
As I place this jewelry upon myself,
may it be a sign of devotion and remembrance.
Let it call to mind your gifts, your mysteries,
and your wonder-working grace.
Bless this adornment,
bless the one who made it,
and bless me as I wear it.
Be with me, I pray, throughout the day,
O Dionysos Kallimorphos.

O Dionysos Euesthēs, hail and be gracious.
I wear this jewelry to mark myself as one of yours,
and as I fasten this ornament in place, may I also fasten
my thoughts upon you and your countless blessings
throughout the day. May this adornment be a reminder
of the joy to be found in service, and the liberation
that comes only from devotion to you and your Furious Host.
Grant me strength, courage, cleverness and ferocity, I pray,
and above all walk with me, O Blessed Amphithalēs,
so that my heart may remain mindful of you wherever I go,
and in the face of whatever I encounter.

O gracious Dionysos who loves his people,
as I clothe myself in these sacred garments,
let me also be clothed in reverence.
As I place these symbols upon my body,
let me also bear virtue within my heart.
May this regalia not be worn for vanity,
but for devotion;
not for pride,
but for remembrance of the holy.
Consecrate these vestments to your service.
O blessed and many-named Dionysos,
may they remind me of the joy of your mysteries,
the freedom of your gifts,
and the sacred fellowship of those who honor you.
Let every thread be a sign of dedication,
every ornament a token of gratitude,
and every sacred emblem a witness to the bond
between worshipper and God.
Grant that, while I wear these things,
my words be truthful,
my actions honorable,
and my spirit open to divine inspiration.
Bless these garments,
bless the artists who crafted them,
bless the hands that help place them upon me,
and bless the path upon which I walk this day.

If you’re like me you loathe the endless slurry of formulaic comic book adaptations churned out by the Hollywood machine over the last few years. And I say this as someone who has been off and on a comic book enthusiast since the early 1980s. Some of my fondest memories are of sitting in the park, reading older comics I picked up for a quarter a pop, enjoying the smell of the paper, and ink, and age almost as much as the plot-lines themselves. Almost, as this was the great age of comics storytelling and art. I started writing and illustrating my own comics when I was nine or ten, inspired by the masterful way certain stories and characters were handled. I doubt I’d feel the same way had I been reading contemporary comics as opposed to stuff produced in the 70s and 80s.

I couldn’t figure out how to play the B&W version, but that didn’t matter. The colored version was really well done, showing the vibrancy and almost garish use of color during the interwar years, which almost never comes across on film. And it does a really good job of presenting the casual racism of the time by showing things like the segregated Armed Forces or how performers had to go in through the service entrance rather than the front door, without beating you over the head with it. And the obligatory gender- and race-swapping doesn’t take you out of the story the way that the continuation of the Tolkein mythos or Nolan’s upcoming Odyssey most certainly will.

In addition to the masterful casting of Nicolas Cage as Ben Reily/the Spider some of my favorite characters are his spunky Girl Friday, the intrepid reporter Robbie Robertson, and this world’s Felicia Hardy who is played by Chinese actress Li Jun Li. Although only one of those is cast consistent with their comic iteration the performances are so good you simply don’t care. They also do a superb job explaining how the villains (and possibly the Spider too) acquired their powers through experiments conducted on POWs by German scientists rather than random accidents as in the mainstream comic universe, which lends an air of tragedy to these characters lacking in the originals. (Hollywood could learn a lot from watching this series.) The city is almost a character itself, with grimy run-down tenements contrasting with the giant towers and opulence of the wealthy who seek to remake the city in their image, even if they have to resort to illegal tactics to do so. There are no clear-cut good or evil characters, with everyone painted in shades of grey. The good guys resort to criminal activities to get the job done, and the bad guys are visionaries trying to improve the general state of things after years of neglect and corruption and pointless laws like prohibition. This is best exemplified by Cage’s character who in the pursuit of truth and justice for his clients resorts to some pretty nasty tricks and even nastier underworld informants to get the job done. And that’s just his day job. He’s even worse when necessity requires him to don the Spider costume again after the death of his wife had forced him into a five-year hiatus. And many of the criminals are victims of what happened to them whilst serving their country during the Great War, and the indifference of their government and society upon returning home.

I’m only about half-way through the show, so my opinion may change as we approach the end of the season, but I doubt it. Another thing that I appreciated is that they dropped all the episodes at once, rather than forcing you to wait week by week for new additions, which I hate. Why are we paying so much for these streaming services if they are going to act like conventional cable television, only worse? If I want to binge an entire season over a weekend I damn well ought to be able to.

There are a couple more things I could nit-pick as a comics and film nerd, but the amount of stuff the show gets right dwarfs those minor criticisms and I cannot recommend it highly enough. Cage’s performance alone is worth the price of admission (a subscription to Amazon Prime) and each episode just gets better and better. I don’t normally recommend media unless it has something to do with polytheism generally or the Starry traditions specifically, but Spider-Noir is a notable exception. If you haven’t already, give it a shot.

 Alexis fr. 222, 9–17

εἶναι μανιώδη πάντα τἀνθρώπων ὅλως,
ἀποδημίας δὲ τυγχάνειν ἡμᾶς ἀεὶ τοὺς ζῶντας,
ὥσπερ εἰς πανήγυρίν τινα ἀφειμένους ἐκ τοῦ θανάτου καὶ τοῦ σκότους
εἰς τὴν διατριβὴν εἰς τὸ φῶς τε τοῦθ᾿, ὃ δὴ ὁρῶμεν ὃς δ᾿ἂν πλεῖστα γελάσηι
καὶ πίηι καὶ τῆς Ἀφροδίτης ἀντιλάβηται τὸν χρόνον τοῦτον ὃν ἀφεῖται,
κἂν τύχηι γ᾿, ἐράνου τινός, πανηγυρίσας ἥδιστ᾿ ἀπῆλθεν οἴκαδε.

Human existence is entirely, completely insane,
and as long as we’re alive, we’re enjoying a reprieve,
like going to a festival; we’ve been released from death
and darkness, and allowed to have a party in this light we see.
And whoever laughs the most, and drinks the most, and grabs as much
Aphrodite during the time he’s released, or a dinner party if he gets
the chance— he’s the happiest when he goes home after the festival.

I am really appreciative for the feedback folks gave me concerning the tentative Starry Ram pantheon. I have modified the list so that it more clearly reflects the relationships that these divinities have with Dionysos, removed the entries that reflected their different aspects or epithets, and added some further entries to reflect sources I’ve got concerning their presence in the region. This is still a work in progress but better reflects what the Starry Ram is becoming.

A = Ally
E = Enemy
F = Friends & Family
U = Uncertain

Abaddōn [E]
Agrat bat Maḥalat [U]
Allāt [U]
Amalek [E]
ʿĂnāṯ [A]
The Ancestral Mothers [A]
The Angels [A]
Aphroditē [F]
Apollon [F]
Artemis [F]
ʾĂšērāh [F]
ʾAšmedai [F]
Asklepios [A]
Atargatis [A]
Athenē [F]
ʿAṯtart [A]
Aži Dahâka [E]
Baʿal [A]
Ba’alat Gebal [A]
Baḡdānā [E]
Beliar [E]
Belzebul [E]
The Bene ʾĔlōhīm [A]
Bes [A]
Bethēl [A]
The Charaktēres [A]
Chokmah [F]
Dagon [A]
The Daimōnes [U]
Deber [E]
Dhū-Šarā [A]
The Egrēgoroi [E]
Eišeth Zēnunīm [E]
Ēl ʻElyōn [A]
The ʾĔlōhīm [A]
Enki [A]
The Ephesia Grammata [A]
Gabriēl [A]
The Gigantes [E]
Hathor [F]
The Hebraika Grammata [A]
The Hellēnika Grammata [A]
Hera [F]
Heraklēs [F]
Hermēs [F]
Horus [A]
Hygeia [A]
Khnum [A]
Korē [F]
Lamaštu [E]
Legiōn [E]
The Lilīm [E]
Lilith [E]
Mār [A]
Mārāh [A]
Masṭēmā [E]
The Mazzikin [E]
Melqart [A]
The Mevakkaltas [E]
Michaēl [A]
Mōt [U]
Nabû [A]
Naamah [E]
Nanay [A]
Nemesōth [E]
The Nephilim [E]
Nsyt [E]
The Nymphai [A/F]
Nysa [F]
Pakeidas [A]
The Patriarchs [A]
Qeteb [E]
Qōs [A]
Raphaēl [A]
The Rephaim [E]
Rešep̄ [A]
The Ruḥot [U]
Samaēl [E]
Šamaš [A]
The Se’irim [F]
Sekhmet [A]
The Šedim [U]
Šemyāzā [E]
Seth [A]
Šezbeth [E]
Tammūz [A]
The Theoi Patrōoi [A]
The Theoi Sōtēres [A]
The Titans [E/A]
Tychē [A]
Typhōn [E]
Uriēl [A]
Yarikh [A]
Yahweh [F]
Zarnay [E]
Zeus [F]