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To: Zionist Conspirator; Coyoteman
Coyoteman has posted scores of other creation myths on crevo thread.

And here's a fine one now!


Tsimshian Creation Story

At the beginning of the world it was covered in darkness. A chief, a chieftainess and son lived at Kungalas. Although the child was greatly loved, he died without cause. The whole tribe mourned each day beside the boy's lifeless body. One morning instead of her dead son the chieftainess witnessed the rising of a boy out of her son's body which burned brightly. She was overjoyed to see her son come back to life. This glowing boy grew large until his father began to call him a giant. Giant boy ate most of the tribe's food, so his father sent him over the sea to find more to eat. Giant boy flew inland and took with him a stone, a raven blanket and a dried bladder full of berries. He dropped the stone in the ocean and rested upon it. Each time he dropped a stone and rested he created a new rocky island. Giant Boy scattered the berries across the land and created a forest filled with fruit. He scattered the salmon roe and trout roe into the rivers to create an abundance of fish. From this day Giant Boy never lacked food in the new world.


164 posted on 02/27/2006 9:37:22 AM PST by Coyoteman (I love the sound of beta decay in the morning!)
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To: Coyoteman
Here is the 23rd Psalm as translated from the American Indian.

The Great Father above is a Shepherd Chief. I am His, and with Him I want not.

He throws out to me a rope and the name of the rope is love, and He draws me to where the grass is green and the waters not dangerous. I eat and lie down satisfied.

Sometimes my heart is very weak and falls down, but He lifts it up again and draws me onto a good road. His name is wonderful.

Sometimes, it may be very soon, it may be longer, it may be a long, long time, He will draw me into a place between the mountains. It is dark there, but I'll draw back not. I'll be afraid not, for it is in there between the mountains that the Shepherd Chief will meet me. There the hunger that I have felt in my heart all through this life will be satisfied.

Sometimes he makes the love rope into a whip but afterwards He gives me a staff to lean on. He spreads a table before me with all kinds of food. He puts His hands upon my head and all the "tired" is gone. My cup He fills till it runs over.

What I tell you is true. I lie not. Those roads that are away will stay with me through this life, and afterwards I will go to live in the Big Tepee, and sit down with the Shepherd Chief forever.

167 posted on 02/27/2006 9:50:45 AM PST by RunningWolf (Vet US Army Air Cav 1975)
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