The Iliad: War, divine horses able to mourn and speak, and powerful gods

Today, in between preparing my evidence before I go to sign my testimony against George Soros, Alexis Tsipras as well as various other crooks at Larisa court tomorrow, I read a little bit of Europe’s oldest war story.

“Fertile Larissa” is actually mentioned in Homer’s Illiad. The main character of this ancient poem is Achilles, who was actually born in Larissa, according to legend.

Reading the Illiad as a top Austrian journalist Friederich Orter is warning that the recent massive influx of Muslim migrants could spark a war in Europe made me think about our European civilisation, culture and its values.

Is it worth defending? Do we have something special in Europe, the UK, the USA? A special insight or truth worth fighting for?

I believe we do. We have the idea that every individual person is important, a consciousness, a conscience, a child of God, every life is an exciting adventure, a story, a trajectory to greatness. Out of this idea that each person counts has come democracy, the rule of law as well as incredible literature like the Illiad. And we also have the ultimate truth of who God is as revealed to us through Jesus Christ, who says knowing God is a personal relationship.

The Illiad is, after all, also, about the person Achilles and the experiences of other clearly drawn characters, not about a war or politics in the abstract.

Moreover, Achilles constantly interacts with the Olympian gods, especially Athene, showing the natural tendency of human beings to think in spiritual terms.

Even his horses are divine. His two horses are able to mourn the death of his best friend. One of them actually speaks to him.

In fact, the portrayal of Achilles’ immortal horses makes me think Achilles really was born in Larissa.

A horse is, after all, the symbol of Larissa city as well as of the local football club.


I have often seen wild horse grazing in the local park, Alcazar, by the river Pineios.

There are horse emblems and miniture horse statues all over offices of court officials as well as in front of private houses.

In short, horses are a reall big thing here in Larissa just as they were a big thing in Achilles’s life, drawing his chariot as he rides into the battle.

Like Friederich Orter, who has reporter on fourteen wars during his career, Homer says in so many words through his depiction of the suffering of Achilles and the characters engaged in battle “I hate war.”

In 2016, as the Globalists try to push us into wars on a gigantic, nuclear scale to divert us from their crimes, we should all think about just how hateful war is.

Below is the scene from the Illiad when Achilles divine horse Xanthus speaks back to him after Achilles reproaches his horses, Xanthus and Balius, for allowing his best friend to be killed. His horse tells Achilles a god killed Patroclus and warns Achilles he will soon also be killed.

In the Odyssey, we meet Achilles again, this time in Hades, a ghost, regretting his early death, a man who lived about 800 years before Christ, and did not know how to find the spiritual path back to God.

Achilles says…
Xanthus, Balius,                                       480

     you famous children of Podarge, this time
 make sure you bring your charioteer back safely
 to the Danaan army, once we’ve had enough
 of battle. Don’t leave him out there slaughtered,
 as you did Patroclus.”                                   

From under the yoke,
 his swift-footed horse called Xanthus spoke to him,
 ducking his head down quickly, so all his mane
 streamed down from underneath his shoulder harness
 beside the yoke towards the ground. Goddess Hera
 gave Xanthus power to speak:


Achilles,                                490
 on this occasion we will bring you safely back.
 But the day you’ll die is fast approaching.
 We won’t be the cause, but some mighty god               

 and a strong fate. It was not our laziness
 or lack of speed which helped the Trojans
 strip that armour from Patroclus’ shoulders.
 A powerful god born to Leto killed him
 among those fighting at the battle front,
 then gave Hector glory. The two of us
 could run as quickly as the West Wind’s blasts—          

 men say they are the fastest thing there is—
your fate still stays the same, to die in war,
 killed by a mortal and a god.”


Xanthus had said this,
 the Erinyes removed his voice. Then Achilles,
 in a fury, said to his horse:


 why do you prophesy my death? There is no need.          

 I know well enough I’m fated to die here,
 far from my loving parents. No matter.
 I will not stop till I have driven the Trojans
 to the limit of what they can endure in war.”            


With these words, he drove his sure-footed horses off,
 speeding forward to the front, screaming as he went.

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