33,00 €
You know the feeling when you decide to do something new and exciting, and not before long you run into the realization that “oh, this is going to be so much harder than I thought”—? This is when come face to face with the most efficient predator of them all, the Green Lion. You have two choices, either run away, or let the monster devour you safely in form of a t-shirt.
Our products are made for everyone. Choose a smaller size for a tighter fit, or go larger for a relaxed feel. The longer sizes may even be worn as a dress if you're a compact type. Check the size guide for measurements!
A. Height
B. Width
XS
68,6 cm
41,9 cm
S
71,1 cm
45,7 cm
M
73,7 cm
50,8 cm
L
76,2 cm
55,9 cm
XL
78,7 cm
61,0 cm
2XL
81,3 cm
66,0 cm
Height is measured from the highest point of the top shoulder seam to the bottom of the shirt.
Width is measured from the fullest part of your chest.
Product measurements are provided by the shirt manufacturer and may vary up to 5 cm.
100% cotton. The weave is like a morning after a good night's sleep; soft, light, and stretchy.
Delivery takes 1-3 weeks, in most cases 1,5 weeks. Each item is produced after you've ordered, so that they are made just for you. Our products ship during workdays. Shipping costs are defined by the selected delivery method, possible extra services, shipment weight, and size. The shipping costs can be seen during checkout before confirming the order.
You have the right to change or return ordered products within 14 days of receiving the order, but we cannot offer it completely for free. You will have to pay for the postage of the return as we are a teeny tiny business without a warehouse, and so we’ll have to find a new home for it, probably for no money in a friend's closet. They like it, our wallets not so much.
Blank product sourced from Nicaragua, Mexico, Honduras, or the US. Weaving: India, South Korea. Dyeing: El Salvador, California. Manufacturing: Nicaragua, Mexico, Honduras, or the US. Contains 0% recycled polyester, and 0% dangerous substances.
The Green Lion (agua regio, 🜆) devouring the Sun (gold, ☉) is an alchemical metaphor for the supressed urges, the terrifying animal mind behaving based on instinct — the underlying duality of the unconscious–conscious split — overpowering the ego, which is represented by the Sun.
The image is about spiritual transformation: the unconscious behavior devours the ego, which dies, in order for the higher self to be born as the new Sun with the golden glow of purification and newly obtained awareness of ones primordial aspects that, with the ego, are tamed to serve the Self. The seven stars represent the seven planetary metals (Sun/gold, Moon/silver, Mercury/mercury, Venus/copper, Mars/iron, Jupiter/tin, Saturn/lead) aligning in the inner cosmos to make this transmutation take place.
The herder was just a boy with a big flock of sheep that his father had gifted him. The sun was high in the sky as they roamed around the meadows like he had been taught. He was on his own now, a man in his mind, pride swelling in his chest as the flock grew wool and fat, safe and sound, just like before.
That’s when the lion attacked. Hiding among the tall grass, green fur blending invisible, it cut a path of carnage that split his flock into mindless ruminants, running in every which way as the light of the sun began to fade. His father never warned him against such a beast. There was blood and guts and tumbling wool. The night crept upon the boy who didn’t know whom to follow into the darkness. Calling for the sheep, the boy tried listening to distant baas, but silence was his only answer.
Desperation grew into resignation, and the boy hobbled aimlessly in shame until he came by a lake, reflecting the seven bright stars in the sky. He sat beside it and began to cry. As the tears made little clumps of sand between his legs, the surface of the water began to stir. Out of it rose the green lion, who walked up to the failed herder and said nothing.
“Are you going to kill me now?” the boy asked.
“Is that what you want?” the lion asked in return.
“No,” the boy answered.
“Why do you wish to live then?”
The boy thought for a moment. He had nothing left. The herd was gone, the boy made a fool. There was no going back home without being the laughingstock of the village. His father would probably disown him for that. Why did he still indeed want to live, if he was such a failure?
“Because I don’t know who I am.” the boy finally answered.
The lion looked at the boy with a red glint in its eye. “Then you have to come with me,” it said, turning away.
It sat in the water, inviting the boy to climb on its back. The boy hesitated for a moment, but the lion snarled at the boy,
“Hurry up, or I will gut you like your flock. We have a treasure to find.”
The boy climbed on the lion’s back, grabbing hold of its emerald green mane in terror and excitement, and then the lion leaped, diving into the darkness of the lake in hunt of a new day.
