Miscellaneous Myths: The Book Of Invasions

Red: Christianity, we gotta talk. Christianity: Sorry, I don't speak heretic.

At this point, “it was Christianity all along” is the biggest trope in mythology.

Tolkien was so upset that English mythology was erased, he decided to write his own mythology.

"Oh man, poor Ireland" - Our entire history in a nutshell

Mythologists: wait, it's all Biblical? Christian Monks: always has been.

Three things known about studying mythology: Zeus can't keep it his pants Odin is everywhere Christianity makes non-england story cannon confusing

Me: oh neat, Irish folk tales! The book: spends the first chapter going on about how fun folk tales can be but warning you to remember there is only one god Me: ah. This shit again.

Red: rants about Norse Mythology not being written down despite the Nordic alphabet already being a thing Me: side-eyes Catholic priests in colonial Mexico destroying Aztec records Me: You sure they didn't originally write it down?

Christianity: “It’s Irish mythology?” Red: “Always has been. 🔫”

Ireland’s “Get Out of Jail” card is actually just turning into a salmon.

The Book of Invasions is a fitting name for Irish history.

Blue: "The syncretism of Ireland is beautiful because it takes two different cultures along with their religions and melds them together into something reater than the sum of its parts!" Red: "Thanks, I hate it."

"- manages to kill him with a sling stone to the face" Me looking at David v Goliath: HMMMMMM

Religion: has anything Christians: Just slap a little Jesus on it.

"they battle the- heh- OKAY SO ITS SPELLED LIKE THIS!!" that SENT me

Fun fact, the reason Nuada had a silver arm was because of Dian Cécht the god of medicine. He crafted the silver arm, but his son and daughter, Miach the god of surgery and Airmid the goddess of healing and herbs worked together to craft a whole new arm just like the one he lost but better. Dian Cécht was so pissed that they were better than him that he killed Miach in a fit of jealousy. Airmid went to his grave later and her tears watered the ground so that 365 varieties of healing herbs sprung from his grave. One for each of his sinews and joints. She collected them on her cloak and they then whispered each of their properties to Airmid. Her father came upon her with the herbs and he got all pissy again and scattered them to the wind. To this day Airmid is the only one with the knowledge of all of these herbs and how to use them all the achieve immortality.

"Fomoire" is actually pronounced "Jeff".

“Look, we have to talk Christianity.” Christians: Deus Vult Music Stops

I love that the moral to all irish mythology is "when things turn sideways, escape by sea" even if you ran out of boat and have to become a fish to do it.

Fun fact: Ireland says things all different, depending on your region. "Even the irish don't understand the Irish"