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| kthpkc (profile) wrote, on 1-31-2005 at 3:58pm | |
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| I hate Mondays. Mein Korper tut weh. Tomorrow is Michelle's birthday. w00ts. Here's a sad myth (for me at least) that we read today in World Lit: In anciet time, Jaguar, the Master of Fire, ate his meat cooked, while people ate their meat raw. People scrambled to catch the animals that were their food. Jaguar, the great hunter, had bows and arrows. Jaguar, with his flared nostrils and pointed teeth, was a powerful being. But he took pity on a poor hungry man he met in the jungle. He took the man back to his home, where a warm fire burned. The grilled meat had a delicious smell, so new to the man. He are hungrily. Jaguar was generous with his weapons, too. He taught the man to hunt with bows and arrows. The man repaid Jaguar by killing his wife and stealing his fire. Since then, the people have feared Jaguars wrath. And the ferocious feline has lived aone in the jungle, wary of civilization, waiting for revenge. |
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sike-a-delic_grasshopper | 02-01-05 8:25pm That is a sad myth.
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