The presentations were a lot of fun. Here are a few thing I learned:
Loki: Is the father of a wolf, a half corpse half human, and a giant serpent.
Raven: Used to be white until he flew trough a plum of smoke.
Odin: Posses Gungnir which always hits its target.
Nokomis: Is the Native American daughter of the moon and mother to the world.
Freya: Is the leader of the Valkyries and is responsible for the good people that die.
Lan-Caihe: Helps the poor and is absolutely crazy.
Hel: In charge of the bad souls in a cold underworld.
Dionysus: Became a full god only because he was born out of Zeus's thigh.
Xi - Wangmu: Rose to the top after starting out as the plague goddess.
Aphrodite: Is officially married to Hephaestus, but is not faithful to him.
Nut: In love with her brother Geb, but is forced to stay away from him.
Sun Wukong: Stole a peach from Xi-Wangmu's tree and became immortal.
Isis: Is quite powerful, but wants to maintain her power no matter what.
Amentet: Can make the souls in the underworld come back to life.
Coyote: A coyote on its two legs represents him while one on four legs is just a ordinary coyote.
Pangu: Created everything after emerging from a black egg in a sea of chaos.
Anubis: Weighs each soul against Maat's feather to decide where they will go.
Persephone: Was abducted by her uncle with permission from her father.
Demeter: Controls the seasons based on wheather or not Persephone is with her.
Krishna
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Monday, February 23, 2015
Sunday, February 22, 2015
The Whole story of my Birth
I was born in a prison because of the fear of my uncle, King Kamsa. He was the king of Mathura, but was feared by his people because of his cruelty. He even imprisoned his father to become the king. The gods themselves felt that it was time to put an end to him, so they made a prophesy.
The eighth son of my mother, Devaki, and my father, King Vasudeva, would be the one to kill the evil king. Devaki was also Kamsa's sister and the only person that he cared for other than himself. However, when he heard the prophesy he immediately attempted to kill her. Luckily, he decided that it would be sufficient to just lock up my parents.
As every child was born it was brought to King Kamsa and killed. This continued to happen until the seventh son was born. His name was Balarama and somehow he survived without anyone knowing it. Finally, after nine years, the day came when I was to be born.
There was a mighty storm and a howling wind. Then, at midnight I was born and I received a dazzling first memory. A bright light was shining and a voice said to my father:
“ Take this child across the River Yamuna to the Gokul kingdom, ruled by your friend King Nanda. His wife Queen Yashoda has just given birth to a daughter. Exchange your son for this girl child and return to the prison immediately, before anyone comes to know about the birth of this child.”
I could see that my father was sad that I would be separated from him and my mother, but he knew that it was the only chance for me to survive, so he scooped me up and started to walk out of the prison. The gods had woven a powerful spell, so all the guards were asleep and all of the doors were unlocked.
My father carried me out of the prison and towards Gokul as he had been told to do. As we went into the rain a snake came and protected us from the rain with its hood. In this way we crossed the Yamuna river and arrived in the village of Gokul. He carried me into the palace and switched me out for the baby girl that was waiting there. He carried her out and left me in Gokul with my new family.
The eighth son of my mother, Devaki, and my father, King Vasudeva, would be the one to kill the evil king. Devaki was also Kamsa's sister and the only person that he cared for other than himself. However, when he heard the prophesy he immediately attempted to kill her. Luckily, he decided that it would be sufficient to just lock up my parents.
As every child was born it was brought to King Kamsa and killed. This continued to happen until the seventh son was born. His name was Balarama and somehow he survived without anyone knowing it. Finally, after nine years, the day came when I was to be born.
There was a mighty storm and a howling wind. Then, at midnight I was born and I received a dazzling first memory. A bright light was shining and a voice said to my father:
“ Take this child across the River Yamuna to the Gokul kingdom, ruled by your friend King Nanda. His wife Queen Yashoda has just given birth to a daughter. Exchange your son for this girl child and return to the prison immediately, before anyone comes to know about the birth of this child.”
I could see that my father was sad that I would be separated from him and my mother, but he knew that it was the only chance for me to survive, so he scooped me up and started to walk out of the prison. The gods had woven a powerful spell, so all the guards were asleep and all of the doors were unlocked.
My father carried me out of the prison and towards Gokul as he had been told to do. As we went into the rain a snake came and protected us from the rain with its hood. In this way we crossed the Yamuna river and arrived in the village of Gokul. He carried me into the palace and switched me out for the baby girl that was waiting there. He carried her out and left me in Gokul with my new family.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Resolution
After crossing the river we arrived in a new land. It was the village of Gokul, which I would soon grow to love. My father took me into the palace of the king of the land, Nanda. There he switched me out for Nanda's baby girl. Then he left me to my new parents. It was sad that my parents would not bring me up, but my new parents were very kind to me and life in Gokul was awesome. And best of all Gokul had the best milk in the world.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Climax
As I said, the gods could not let me die because I was destined to kill my uncle. When I was born the gates of the prison all opened up. My dad was able to carry me through the night right past the sleeping guards. Meanwhile, the gods created a stormy night to disguise the escape of my dad and me. Around us it was calm as my dad took me to my new home.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
The conflict
Before I was born, a prophesy was made. The eighth son of my parents was going to be the one to kill the evil King Kamsa. He obviously did not want that to happen, so he killed the children of my parents as they were born. The gods had prophesized that I would kill him, so I did not die.
Sunday, February 8, 2015
People Related to my Birth
The interesting circumstances of my birth were all due to my uncle Kamsa. He was the powerful king of Mathura. He was so cruel and greedy that he imprisoned his own father in order to take control of the throne. The only person that he showed any affection for was his sister, my mother, Devaki.
And even she didn't come before his own love of himself and the throne. Everyone in the land of Mathura was fearful of him and they faced hard times because of his rule.
My parents were Devaki , as I already mentioned, and King Vasudev of the Yadus. They were good, courageous people and did not lose their spirit after staying in prison for many years. Nor did they despair after Kamsa mercilessly killed seven of their babies right after their birth.
Yashoda and Nanda were my foster parents with whom I spent my childhood after Vasudev brought me to them. Yashoda was a kind, loving mother who also happened to be the queen of Gokul. My foster father Nanda, king of Gokul, was equally kind and affectionate. Though they were strict at times, they pampered me during my initial years with them.
My uncle(Kamsa) trying to kill his very own sister(Devaki) while her husband(Vasudev) stops him. |
And even she didn't come before his own love of himself and the throne. Everyone in the land of Mathura was fearful of him and they faced hard times because of his rule.
My parents were Devaki , as I already mentioned, and King Vasudev of the Yadus. They were good, courageous people and did not lose their spirit after staying in prison for many years. Nor did they despair after Kamsa mercilessly killed seven of their babies right after their birth.
Me with my foster parents |
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