Well its that time to hang up ye' ol' Laptop and take a break from the digital world to partake in Merriness! I hope all of you have had a wonderful year, and Im honored to have met some of you on and off the playa.
I was going through some hard transitional phases since Ive started my posting bender here on Eplaya, and all of you have been supportive, even if that wasn't the intention.
I wish you all the best, and if atleast one person thinks of me in a drunken stupor, in some vast and faraway part of your mind, that will be a true X-Mas Miracle!
I love you,
Keil Dygert
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No, it is a Canadian Christmas icon and a story the Canadien français fur trappers would tell their children on Christmas eve. It probably came about as an aggregation of an old Siksika legend about a gold or white-colored moose that saved a drowning Siksika shaman and her only male child after they had ventured out onto ice on a frozen lake.
It was a trick played on the mother by her sister who had become very jealous of her shamanic powers and her fathering of a child from the most fierce and powerful warrior "within all of the land on which the shadows of the moon and sun fall" (They were thought to cast shadows in both the living world, [sun and moon] and the world of the dead [moon only]).
Once the moose had carried her to safety, the moose collapsed in front of the two, as a sacrifice and the two ate from the moose for a lunar month. As the moose fell, however, a butterfly appeared out from under the moose and flew away to carry the message of this great sacrifice to all of the Siksika into their dreams.
The fur trappers added that the moose held a fish in its horns, and the mother and child ate fish that would jump up onto the bank (reference to Christ's fishes and loaves), and that the child was the body of Christ incarnate, in the new world (sort of mormon-like). In the Canadien français version, the moose was granted a reprieve from death by the shaman (actually called a princess by the trappers), and from that day forward, the poor moose muck around in ponds and swamps in the hopes of saving another princess. The Fish Moose.
It was a trick played on the mother by her sister who had become very jealous of her shamanic powers and her fathering of a child from the most fierce and powerful warrior "within all of the land on which the shadows of the moon and sun fall" (They were thought to cast shadows in both the living world, [sun and moon] and the world of the dead [moon only]).
Once the moose had carried her to safety, the moose collapsed in front of the two, as a sacrifice and the two ate from the moose for a lunar month. As the moose fell, however, a butterfly appeared out from under the moose and flew away to carry the message of this great sacrifice to all of the Siksika into their dreams.
The fur trappers added that the moose held a fish in its horns, and the mother and child ate fish that would jump up onto the bank (reference to Christ's fishes and loaves), and that the child was the body of Christ incarnate, in the new world (sort of mormon-like). In the Canadien français version, the moose was granted a reprieve from death by the shaman (actually called a princess by the trappers), and from that day forward, the poor moose muck around in ponds and swamps in the hopes of saving another princess. The Fish Moose.
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ygmir wrote:careful, SM, you might have to sit on his lap.........
or, if that's what you want, I'd certainly not judge you.........
just sayin'........
Oh LMAO Ygmir, sounds like thats a lap you've sat in 
I'll just listen to his stories from over here on this here log by the fire
Excuse me Ma'am, your going to feel a small prick.
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