Monday, September 16, 2013

Mohican Myth

 In the beginning nothing existed, only darkness was everywhere. Suddenly from the darkness emerged a thin disc, one side yellow and the other side white, appearing suspended in midair. Within the disc sat a small bearded man, Creator, the One Who Lives Above. When he looked into the endless darkness, light appeared above. He looked down and it became a sea of light. To the east, he created yellow streaks of dawn. To the west, tints of many colors appeared everywhere. There were also clouds of different colors.  He also created three other gods: a little girl, a Sun-God and a small boy.
  Then he created celestial phenomena, the winds, the tarantula, and the earth from the sweat of the four gods mixed together in the Creator's palms, from a small round, brown ball, not much larger than a bean. The world was expanded to its current size by the gods kicking the small brown ball until it expanded. Creator told Wind to go inside the ball and to blow it up.

The tarantula, the trickster character, spun a black cord and, attaching it to the ball, crawled away fast to the east, pulling on the cord with all his strength. Tarantula repeated with a blue cord to the south, a yellow cord to the west, and a white cord to the north. With mighty pulls in each direction, the brown ball stretched to immeasurable size--it became the earth! No hills, mountains, or rivers were visible; only smooth, treeless, brown plains appeared. Then the Creator created the rest of the beings and features of the Earth.


                                    Story found at: http://mohican.wikispaces.com/Creation+Story


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Sentry of the Island

On page. 8 of The Marriage of Cadamus and Harmony Calasso is telling the story of Zeus and Europa. Shortly after Zeus and Europa make love in Gortyn, Zeus disappears in the form of an eagle...modern day slang would refer to this as "hitting it and quitting it." But the oh so chivalrous Zeus at least had the decency to leave Europa a guardian on this wild and unknown island she found herself on. The next part, while many of you may have just read over really caught my attention. Calasso speaks of the guardian referred to as "Talos," the guardian bull of the island, but together by the master blacksmith and metal weaver Hephaestus. It is said the Europa could hear the bronze hooves coming from far away as Talos was running up and down the coastline. Calasso depicts Talos as a strong, giant, mechanical creature from nothing of this world.


I thought this was a really cool and interesting depiction of Talos, here we can see the artist viewed Talos as not only a giant golden hoofed beast (as Calasso said) but a mechanical beast from a futuristic technologie built by Hephaestus.
 


                This a more original sculpture of the guardian Talos, and in my opinion not as cool.




Hephaestus is said to be the son of Zeus and Hera. The only god to be born ugly it is said that either Zeus or Hera threw him from mount Olympus which in turn cause him to be lame. He is the god of fire and forge, and the metal worker for all the gods. His forge is a volcano and his armour and weapons are said to be unmatched. He is said to be a very peaceful and loving god, which would explain how he got such a babe of a wife....Aphrodite.




















Monday, September 2, 2013

A Course of Action

As Professor Sexson went from story to story and myth to myth, one small phrase really stood out to me, immediately capturing my focus. Professor quickly muttered, "If you are genuinely committed to a course of action, miraculous things will happen, and all of a sudden the world and its little helpers will conspire to help you." I thought to myself, little helpers? What on earth is this crazy old professor rambling about? Although a little on the pessimistic side, at least my thought process was fully in tune with his lecture at this point. As I continued to listen, Professor Sexsons words started piecing together and piece by piece I began exploring deeper and deeper into my life... my story.
  Being a sports enthusiast, immediately my brainstorming on the topic of "life's little helpers" directly related itself to football. Are the professors words really true I thought, If someone wholeheartedly committed to a goal, a "course of action," would the world really conspire to help them? So if I wanted to be the greatest quarterback to ever come out of a FCS program, all I need is a genuine commitment to that course of action? Sounds too easy for such an astronomical goal, a relatively impossible feat to accomplish. But what does it mean to truly genuinely commit to a course of action, what does that even look like? Have I ever even witnessed or heard of something on the lines of wholehearted commitment? After really pooling thought into the phrase "genuine commitment" I realized its not something easily done. To let yourself be fully consumed by a course of action is easier said than done, and I have first hand experience with that. Can I genuinely commit myself to my goals and aspirations? I believe I can, and I believe the world is slowly conspiring alongside me as I become more and more emerged in the dreams that I am chasing. The course of action has been set, but will my heart set as well? Only time will tell if these words are the first steps to a miraculous story defining my life, or just myths that once danced in my imagination before turning into "what if.." and "once upon a time" stories for my future.