Realms Of Ice And Snow.

 

A few weeks ago I wrote about the dangers of wandering into the fridge for a well overdue cleaning.  Well this morning I opened my freezer and found regions that even Chris Hemsworth would be afraid to travel.  Yes even Thor himself would shudder at the thought of traveling forth where I was forced to wander.  I crawled head first into the world of the Ice Giants, the Eisriesenwelt, a cave of ice and cold located in Werfen, Austria about 40 KM south of Salzburg.  This cave is said to be the true birth place of the Ice Giants, the mythical race of frozen beings that Thor and Loki did battle to save the world of man, Midgard.  

The landscape of this place had taken on a dark and ominous look, the packages of old had crystalized and taken a form that has yet to be determined.  They say that mystery meat is only a comical insight.  I can tell you for sure that Mystery Meat is indeed a deadly and tragic thing.  I found out that things left long enough in the freezer will take on new chemical compositions and new universes will emerge.  

Only 2 or 3 times did I snap my hand back after hearing a Howl and dark Growl.  I could swear I saw black wolves dart to and fro between the frozen packages? of death.  The battle commenced. 

Finely I managed to pull the frozen tundra free from my new reclaimed freezer and filled no less than 3 Hefty bags full of stuff.  One of them had to be beaten down with the baseball bat I keep close to the fridge just in case.  I made sure it was all the way dead and put the trash in the storage to wait for Garbage Day.  They are secure, so we're safe enough, however I believe leaving a note for the Garbage Dudes may be prudent on the day of putting out.  Anything other would be disrespectful to their hard work and bravery.  That will ensure my Karma is safe to create another day.  

In Norse mythology very few times did Thor and his half brother Loki work together.  Only when the threat was bigger than either of the two.  This would have been one of those times, so my thanks goes out to the hero's of old for the assistance in my personal battles with the denizens of the Ice and Cold. Vielen Dank...

Peace and Balance,

John

The Wandering Immortal Ones.

 In just about every culture there is a story about a wandering immortal.  This individual because of past impulsive behavior has been cursed by the Creator to wander the Earth until a Great pinocle has been achieved.  In Northern Chinese lore this immortal is the ever present Master Wu.  His full name is Sun Wu Kong, the Monkey King. The youngest brother of the nine immortals of creation.   Master Wu is the immortal brother that was laid to rest, drunk on sacramental wine, dreaming of the creation of Man kind.  We are his dream.  He is our creator and protector.

The Wandering Jew is a story about the individual who was cursed by God to wander the world until Christ returns.  It is presumably the individual that would not give Jesus a rest and Jesus told him he would wander until his return.  This story has many faces, but are all very similar.  Some of the names are different, but that is purely conjecture. 

Indian lore from Bengali, and Deli tells of a Yogi that travels the world spreading his science and teaching to breath properly.  This Yogi's name is Patanjali, the current incarnation of the God Brahma who has come here in many forms and incarnations.  Patanjali is the immortal physical presence of Brahma's Karma or action creating Dharma or global reaction.  As the story goes if you sit and stare into either your own eyes or the eyes of another you will eventually see the eyes of Patanjali, Brahma staring back at you.  

The Cherokee have stories of the Nunne'Hi, a race of immortals that live everywhere and nowhere.  These are super human beings that live side by side with the Yunwi Tsunsdi, the little people.  The Nunne'Hi are responsible for keeping the Yunwi Tsunsdi in check. They are very much like the fairy folk of Ireland and can be extremely mischievous.  

Amongst the Lakota there are stories of Heyoka, backwards warriors that resemble sacred clowns and teachers.  In the midst of these gifted people there exists an immortal that travels from village to village, clan to clan sharing medicine and magic with all who will learn.  Often in forms that terrify or delight  intended students.  Heyoka is also the mythological name for the son of Spider woman. 

There are stories about Thor son of Odin traveling from place to place every couple of generations to hid his lack of aging.  His stories have even penetrated some of the lore of the Northeastern United States.  There are tales of a giant red hared immortal from the sea.  

Every culture has a tale or story about the existence of an immortal being that was either cursed to live until a large change time or apocalyptic event, or was brought here by other than natural means.  These stories are very old and have been sifting themselves through our cultures ever since man kind has been telling stories.  Wading into the waters of the unknown is the only way to decipher the reality verses the myth.  This is the fun of the search.  For those who choose to seek, if you find a real immortal good luck, they probably don't want to be found.  

Peace and Balance,

John