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To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (2929)	3/3/1999 12:11:00 AM
From: N	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13015

WARNING Don't take jesters into outer space, that's my advice. Fourteen lifeless planets, a few comets, two stars, By the time you take off for the third star, your jesters will be out of humour. The cosmos is what it is -- namely, perfect. Your jesters will never forgive it. Nothing will make them happy: not time (too immemorial), not beauty (no flaws), not gravity (no use for levity). While others drop their jaw in awe, the jesters will just yawn. En route to the fourth star things will only get worse. Curdled smiles, disrupted sleep and equilibrium, idle chatter: Remember that crow with the cheese in its beak, the fly droppings on His Majesty's portrait, the monkey in the steaming bath-- now that was living. Narrow-minded. They'll take Thursday over infinity any day. Primitive. Out of tune suits them better than the music of the spheres. They're happiest in the cracks between theory and practice, cause and effect. But this is Space, not Earth: everything's a perfect fit. On the thirtieth planet (with an eye to its impeccable desolation) they'll refuse to even leave their cubicles: "My head aches," they'll complain. "I stubbed my toe." What a waste. What a disgrace. So much good money lost in outer space. Wislawa Szymborska

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (2929)	3/7/1999 4:05:00 AM
From: Volsi Mimir	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13015

How the Coyote Made the World (Pit River Nation) Jaime De Angulo It seems like there was nothing everywhere but a kind of fog. Fog and water mixed, no land anywhere, and this here Silver Fox...... -----You mean Coyote? -----'No,no,I mean Silver Fox'. Coyote comes later. You'll see,but right now, somewhere in the fog,Silver Fox was wandering and feeling lonely. Tsikuellaaduwi maandza tsikualaasa . Silver Fox was feeling lonely." I wish I would meet someone", thinking to itself, Silver Fox did. And was walking along in the fog. And met Coyote. "I thought I was going to meet someone" Silver Fox said. The Coyote looked at Fox, but didn't say anything. "Where are you traveling ?" said Fox. "But Where Are YOU Traveling?....& Why Do You Travel Like That?" the Coyote replied. "Because I am worried" (Fox) "I also am wandering" says Coyote " I also am worrying and traveling" . "I thought I would meet someone. Let's you and I travel together, its better if two travel together" Fox said and...................................................... Coyote asks"What are we going to do now?". "What do you think?" "I don't know" "Well then,I'll tell you: LET'S MAKE THE WORLD" " And how are we going to do that?" Coyote asks "WE WILL SING" Fox replies. So, there they were singing up there in the sky. They were singing and stomping and dancing around each other in a circle. Then the Fox thought in its mind: CLOMP OF SOD,come! !That's the way Fox made it come: by thinking. Pretty soon Fox had it in its hands.And was singing,all the while in its hands. They were both singing and stomping. All of a sudden the Fox threw that clump of sod, that tsapettia,threw it down into the clouds. "Don't look down" Fox to Coyote "Keep on singing! Shut your eyes, and keep them shut until I tell you" So they kept on singing and stomping around each other in a circle quite a while. Then the Fox spoke " Now, look down there" "What do you see?" "I see something...........I see something.............but I don't know what it is" "All right.Shut your eyes again!" Now they started singing and stomping again, and Fox thought and wished:"Stretch! Stretch!" "Now look down again. What do you see?" "Oh It's getting bigger! " Shut your eyes again , and don;t look down!" And they went on singing and stomping up there in the sky. " Now look down again" "OOOH! , Now that's big enough!" says the Coyote. That's the way they made the world. Then they both jumped down on it and stretched it some more. Then they made mountains and valleys; they made trees and rocks and everything. It took them a long time to do all that!. -----------Didn't they make people, too? -----------'No. Not people. Not Indians. The Indians came much later, after the world was spoiled by a crazy woman, Loon. But that's a long story ............ I'll tell you someday. '

To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (2929)	3/7/1999 4:17:00 AM
From: Volsi Mimir	Respond to of 13015

KEHARE KATZARU (Pawnee Song of Spirit-Dance) Ah, tziksu rutatiku We raku retkaha ra, Kaw-kaw, rakuwak-tahu, Kaw-kaw, rakuwak-tahu, Operit we ra ti kuhruri, Operit ti ra-hu. Coyote and Crow (Yakima) Ella Clark Coyote traveled through the country, fighting monsters and making the world ready for people who were to follow. He crossed the Cascade mountains and came into Puget Sound country. He was hungry, very hungry. He saw Crow sitting on the peak of a high cliff, with a ball of deer fat in his mouth. Coyote looked at Crow with this fat and thought how good it would taste. Becoming hungrier and hungrier, he wondered how he could get the fat for himself. He thought hard. Then he laughed. I know what to do. I know how I can get the fat from Crow. Then Coyote came close to the base of the cliff and called. " Oh Chief! I hear that you make a good noise, a pleasing noise with your voice. You are a big chief, I know. You are a wise chief, I have heard. Let me hear your voice, Chief. I want to hear you, Chief Crow." Crow was pleased to be called chief. So he answered, "Caw!" "Oh, Chief Crow",called Coyote, "that wasn't much. You can sing better than that. Sing a good song for me, Chief. I want to hear you sing loud." Crow was pleased again. So he opened his mouth wide and called from the cliff in a loud voice, "C--A--A--W!" Of course the ball of deer fat fell down from Crow's open mouth. Coyote grabbed it quickly. Then he laughed. "You are not a wise chief.You are not a chief at all. I called you 'Chief' just to fool you. I wanted your deer fat. I am hungry. Now you can go hungry because of your foolishness"