- published: 05 Jul 2016
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Apollo (Attic, Ionic, and Homeric Greek: Ἀπόλλων, Apollōn (GEN Ἀπόλλωνος); Doric: Ἀπέλλων, Apellōn; Arcadocypriot: Ἀπείλων, Apeilōn; Aeolic: Ἄπλουν, Aploun; Latin: Apollō) is one of the most important and complex of the Olympian deities in classical Greek and Roman religion and Greek and Roman mythology. The ideal of the kouros (a beardless, athletic youth), Apollo has been variously recognized as a god of music, truth and prophecy, healing, the sun and light, plague, poetry, and more. Apollo is the son of Zeus and Leto, and has a twin sister, the chaste huntress Artemis. Apollo is known in Greek-influenced Etruscan mythology as Apulu.
As the patron of Delphi (Pythian Apollo), Apollo was an oracular god—the prophetic deity of the Delphic Oracle. Medicine and healing are associated with Apollo, whether through the god himself or mediated through his son Asclepius, yet Apollo was also seen as a god who could bring ill-health and deadly plague. Amongst the god's custodial charges, Apollo became associated with dominion over colonists, and as the patron defender of herds and flocks. As the leader of the Muses (Apollon Musegetes) and director of their choir, Apollo functioned as the patron god of music and poetry. Hermes created the lyre for him, and the instrument became a common attribute of Apollo. Hymns sung to Apollo were called paeans.
Brown is the color of dark wood or rich soil. Brown is a composite color; in printing or painting, brown is made by combining red, black and yellow, or red, yellow and blue. In the RGB color model used to make colors on television screens and computer monitors, brown is made by combining red and green, in specific proportions. The brown color is seen widely in nature, in wood, soil, and human hair color, eye color and skin pigmentation. In Europe and the United States, brown is the color most often associated with plainness, humility, the rustic, and poverty. Brown is also, according to public opinion surveys in Europe and the United States, the least favorite color of the public.
The Sahara Desert around Kufra Oasis, Libya, seen from space
The Sahara Desert around Kufra Oasis, Libya, seen from space
Chocolate. A sachertorte in a Vienna cafe.
Chocolate. A sachertorte in a Vienna cafe.
Espresso-roasted coffee beans.
Espresso-roasted coffee beans.
"And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
Just can't help myself oooh"
Since you ain't never been here before let's take a lil' tour
Eat with the rich, starve with the poor
Trade you a piece of my war story for yours
Minus braggadocios, dope punchlines and metaphors
Double barrel pump shotguns be blarin' off
On blocks where churches across from corner stores
Sellin' poison, hearin' noise from car be them boys
With it blastin' it sound it like crashin' them boards
Watch cop car stop to ask it's our chore right?
Weed, speed the same thing as yours ock
Tryin' to score a piece of the pie before it dissipates
The vanishin' is smoke to life, let's participate
Put your hands together in unison
To demonstrate the reason we grow up young guns with demo tapes
Starin' at the venues of light, tryin' to vision straight
Pullin' at the fabric and tearin' at the ticket tape
I got my eyes on the prize of life
Got my hands on the mic device
Like it might be the last time
Speak about a place in the world where we hardly see the sunshine
And even though the sun shine
It's cold out here, still I move in the world with no fear
And I ain't runnin' like I'm scared
Got it on me, I came prepared
"And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
Just can't help myself oooh"
Since you ain't never been here before let's take a lil' tour
Give with the rich, steal from the poor
Trade you a piece of my history for yours
Just to find out who's weight in this world is worth more
The man with the plan in his hand is dyin' to score
In a world full of terror and gunshots galore
Goin' off in the midst of tryin' to get yours
The rules never stick to life's main accord
You fightin' in a war on turf that ain't yours
And the killer killin'? for all who ain't saw
Then blame it on y'all like it starts with the heart exists
But hates man escapes through targets
The target is dollarless, pharmacists heartless, hard as they armor is
Stashin' they dope where they momma live
This is what drama is
Honor gets traded for scholarships
Based on how well you can chop and sit
I got my eyes on the prize of life
Got my hands on the mic device
Like it might be the last time
Speak about a place in the world where we hardly see the sunshine
And even though the sun shine
It's cold out here, still I move in the world with no fear
And I ain't runnin' like I'm scared
Got it on me, I came prepared
"And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
And I can't help myself
Just can't help myself oooh
Just can't help myself oooh"