The end of mythologies, but the start of a new look on the world

Our mythologies class might be over, but it will stay with me forever. It was a very interesting class, I thought, and it made me think in different ways. Being a science major, I have studied how the biological and physical world work and the processes that go on within them. However, mythologies presents a whole new way to see how things are created and the etymologies behind them. It is a way to explain what science currently finds unexplainable, like the creation of the world. There are many theories about this, but myth solves this dilemma with reasons such as ex nihilo or the separation of primal unity, etc. This class has definitely made me think about everyday things in different ways. For instance, why does it snow, especially when I can't go play in it? I can't even look at a raven flying without thinking about it coming out of a chimney first.
A presentation in class on Friday discussed how our world is mostly Sun god oriented, but here in Bozeman, we are closer to the Earth goddess. (again with separation of primal unity) I was thinking about this while walking to the library to write a final paper today. I go to the library to get good grades and please society and conform to the preferred societal norm of succeeding. However, while I was heading to the library, all I could do was look longingly at the snow covered mountains and try to quell the deep desire in me to say "forget school, I am going to get lost and play in the woods!" I therefore, I decided that I am definitely a goddess person, and that it makes sense that I came to school in Bozeman.
So all in all, thank you mythologies for giving me a different, interesting outlook on the world and life in general. If you can't find a reason for something, try mythologies.

the wrath of the sun god

I was at Big Sky on Saturday enjoying the nice weather and the festivities of the pond skim. It was a great day of fun in the sun and a bluebird day of shredding with good friends. However, I came out of it with some terrible sun burns. I guess this is the Sun gods way of reminding me of his presence and his power. I suppose when you don't think of him and respect him, he will let you know. I can't put on a shirt or pants, or move for that matter, without being reminded of his power. You think I would have learned my lesson by getting burnt in the past, but no. Like a smart individual, I only put on sunscreen once very lightly in the morning. It turns out falling on snow scrapes all of the sunscreen off. Therefore, I have a semi-blotchy, terrible sunburn. For the rest of the summer, I will always remember to respect the Sun god and put on sunscreen. I just hope he doesn't give me the ultimate punishment for not thinking of him and respecting him.... skin cancer.

Here is a photo of me doing the pond skim, pretty much everywhere you see skin is now a royally painful sunburn. Respect will forever be given to the Sun god.

127 hours

I watched 127 hours last night. I had seen it before, but this time I watched it differently. I payed more attention to the journey of the hero. Somebody in our class had presented on this already, and it made me think more about it while watching the movie. Although Aron Ralston has his external trials of getting free from the rock and conserving water, his toughest trial, in my opinion, is his internal trial of staying calm. There is a point in the movie where he says to himself, "Don't lose it Aron, don't lose it." I think this is the toughest and most important trial for him. If he was not able to keep it together, he would not have lasted near as long as he did. By staying calm, he was able to make logical, reasonable decisions pertaining to his water conservation, hooking up his harness to sit in, etc. (basically his other trials).
This movie hits close to home for me in a way because I am similar to Aron, i like to go play in the outdoors and have crazy, sometimes reckless, adventures. My mom realizes this too, and right after she saw this movie she called me to make sure I was safe and that I always let her know what I am up to. I think this is his boon as a cultural hero. The culture he is a hero for is the culture of adventurers and outdoorsman. It shows us that you should always let people know where you are at, that way this situation never happens to you. You have to be smart, reasonable, and able to rely on others. Being too independent could put you "between a rock and a hard place."

How to Train Your Dragon

I am presenting my final presentation tomorrow. My topic is the Journey of the Hero of Hiccup from the Disney movie How to Train your Dragon. I thought I would post my paper in case anyone wanted to read it. This can get your thought showers started and you can all show up with interesting ideas and questions for me!

Hiccup the Anti-Dragon Slayer

            In the Disney Pixar movie How to Train Your Dragon, the journey of the hero can be followed with an unsuspecting character named Hiccup. Hiccup is not like the rest of the Vikings in Berk. He is small and scrawny whereas the other Vikings are all big-boned and beefy. The whole village notices Hiccups differences, and he is the laughing stock of the whole village. Another fact that doesn’t help is that Hiccups father, Stoic the Vast, is the head of the village, and the ultimate Viking. The only way for Hiccup to clear his name and become a true Viking is to kill one of the dragons that terrorize their Viking village. What better way to give himself a name than to kill the infamous Night Fury?

            Hiccup is set apart as the hero of the story right off the bat. Not only is he physically different than the rest of his fellow Vikings, but he seems to be more intellectual as well. He is compensates for his lack of strength with crafty gadgets and machines like the thrower he created that helped him take down the Night Fury. Because of this, Hiccup’s father, Stoic, does not like his son. Being the supreme Viking, he is ashamed of his small, worthless Viking son. There is a great quote where Hiccup mocks his dad by saying, “Excuse me barmaid, I think you brought me the wrong offspring. I ordered an extra-large boy with beefy arms, extra guts and glory on the side. This here, this is a talking fish bone.” Hiccup’s upbringing fits with the general paradigm of the hero outlined by Taylor, Rank, and Campbell. This paradigm states that there are three things that define a hero. First, the hero is exposed at birth and its parents don’t care for it. Hiccup has been exposed to the Viking way of life, fighting dragons, since birth. His father doesn’t care for his existence, and Hiccup, therefore, raises himself in his own unique way. This matches the second part of the hero paradigm where the hero is raised by other things, such as animals. Hiccup does things in his own way, and his mentor, Gobber, seems to take Hiccup under his arm and raise him. Gobber is not an animal, but he is definitely less human than the rest of the Vikings. He has a wooden leg and an interchangeable, fake, arm. The third part of the hero paradigm is that the hero will return as a cultural hero for their society. As will be shown in this paper, Hiccup turns out to be the cultural hero for more than just the Vikings.

            On Hiccup’s departure, he takes on the biggest challenge he can think of. That is, taking down and killing a Night Fury, a task that has never been completed. When Hiccup has the chance to kill the dragon, he refuses and frees the beast instead. In return, the dragon let Hiccup go. This is the first threshold in Hiccup’s journey as the hero. A threshold is identified by sleep or death or crossing from one world to another. Hiccup passed out from the fear and relief of being spared by the dragon. This is the start to him understanding a whole new world about the dragons. His experience contradicted the previous knowledge in the Viking world, and that is “a dragon will always go for the kill”.

            Unfortunately, right after finding out he does not have it in him to kill a dragon, Hiccup finds himself in the belly of the whale, or the dragon-training cage, the very next morning. The belly of the whale is symbolized by a metaphorical death/or night. With its enclosed structure, the dragon-training cage represents a belly, and when Hiccup is in the cage, he is fighting for his life against dragons. From here, Hiccup goes on two different initiation stages in his journey of the hero. There are two worlds, the cultural, or Viking, world, and the natural, or dragon, world. Hiccup will be responsible for bringing these two worlds together. Each world has its own road of trials. He has the trials presented to him in dragon training and the trials of trying to understand and ride his new pet dragon, Toothless. Hiccup takes the tricks he learns with Toothless, like the fact that dragons hate eels and love grass, and uses these to help him in dragon training. At the same time, he takes his knowledge from the human world and uses it to fix Toothless and make him able to fly again.

In the time of the training, Hiccup has learned that everything previously known about dragons is wrong. He becomes very close to Toothless, and they grow to trust each other and respect each other. Hiccup cares for Toothless like a mother would care for a child. Toothless is injured and cannot fly. Therefore, Hiccup uses his intelligence and cunning to nurse Toothless back to health. This is the meeting with the goddess stage of the journey. It is not represented by a physical goddess, but by the nurturing, mother-like nature that Hiccup treats Toothless with. Hiccup does not only show this caring for Toothless alone. He also brings his ideals of nurturing, and not harming, dragons to the training cage. Astrid is the temptress for Hiccup in this story. She is the best dragon-training recruit, and Hiccup has a big crush on her. She is the first Viking to find out about Toothless. Hiccup shows her his understanding of dragons, and how they are not mean, vile creatures. Astrid eventually comes to be on Hiccup’s side and helps him in the long run.

Just as there are two roads of trials, there are two stages in which Hiccup has atonement with the father. In the cultural world, he has atonement with his own father, Stoic. Stoic hears that Hiccup is doing well in the ring, completely opposite of what was expected. He tries to talk to Hiccup, “With you doing so well in the ring, we finally have something to talk about!” However, Hiccup has a different understanding of dragons, which means that they still do not have any common ground to talk about. In the natural world, the atonement with the father would be Hiccup conquering a higher power, which would be the mighty dragon. He is able to ride the animal, which in a way shows dominance over the dragon.

The apotheosis of the journey is when Hiccup brings the natural and cultural worlds together. This happens when he is supposed to kill his first dragon in front of the entire village. The worlds combine when Toothless comes to save Hiccup. Now all of the Vikings have seen Hiccup and Toothless working together and not harming each other. Hiccup tries to share his new understanding of dragons, and that is that they are not bad and don’t have to be killed. This is an understanding that contradicts years of knowledge in Hiccup’s society. Of course, this does not go over well with the rest of the village. This new knowledge about dragons is the boon for the Vikings, although they don’t understand that yet. The ability to work with dragons and not against them is what ends up freeing the Vikings in the climax of the movie.

The refusal comes when Stoic takes Toothless to find the dragon’s nest. Hiccup will not stand idly by while his village and his best friend go to the death trap. He and his friends from dragon training fly dragons to catch up with the war party. All of the Vikings that are flying dragons are the young kids of the village. This is significant because they are the next generation in the Viking world. They are the first Vikings to accept the boon, or the understanding of working with dragons.  When battling the gigantic “queen-bee” dragon, this knowledge proves to be very useful.

The magic flight is when Hiccup and Toothless make the big queen dragon fly. They bring the battle to the sky where it is just Hiccup, Toothless, and the queen dragon. This is where the bond and understanding between Toothless and Hiccup is put to the test. They use maneuvers that were previously shown in the movie to defeat the queen dragon. The rescue from without comes right after the magic flight. Hiccup is saved by Toothless before they hit the ground.

The rescue from without is followed immediately by Hiccup’s crossing of the second, or return threshold. This happens when Hiccup almost died and gets knocked out. Hiccup wakes up from his coma to an entirely different world. Before he was knocked unconscious, the Vikings and dragons were enemies. After he wakes up, dragons and Vikings are living in harmony in Berk. The other Vikings had finally accepted the boon that Hiccup brought to them. Also, Hiccup is the most respected Viking in the village, whereas before, he was looked down on with distain and disrespect. He is the master of both the dragon and Viking world. He was the first Viking to ride a dragon, and most importantly, he was the one who showed that it was possible to ride a dragon. The freedom to live is the harmony that resulted between the dragons and the Vikings. By defeating the queen dragon, peace was brought to both the dragon and Viking world because the dragons had no more reason to steal from the Vikings. This all resulted because of the knowledge that Hiccup gained by refusing to go with the Viking way and not killing Toothless.

Overall, the Disney movie, How to Train Your Dragon, is a great example of the journey of the hero, as laid out by Campbell. Hiccup departs from the norm of the Viking way of life and refuses to kill a dragon, something the Vikings have been doing for years. He forms a friendship with this dragon, and through this friendship he gains a completely new understanding of his used-to-be enemy. After many hardships, he is able to bring this understanding to Viking world and free both his fellow Vikings and the dragons from the hardships that they have been living for many centuries.  

Am I a Trickster?

As we were talking about tricksters today in class, the question got posed, "Who is the trickster in your world?" This got me thinking, I do seem to fit most of the qualities of the trickster, similar to Hermes. We have learned 6 traits the define a trickster, 1) ambiguous personality, 2) deceiver-trick player, 3) shape shifter, 4) situation inverter, 5) messenger/imitator of the gods, and 6) bricoleur. Now, I don't fit all of these traits exactly, but some of my personality seems to lean towards the trickster. I have been known to persuade people into doing crazy things. I myself tend to do a lot of crazy, some might say "taboo" things, like jump off bridges and off of cliffs, etc. Some may consider this fearlessness, others (like my mother) say it is stupidity. I have been told I do this stuff because I have no sense of judgement stemming from a recent head injury ( I know, I have one traumatic brain injury in the bag and I still risk my life whenever I get the chance, maybe I am not so intelligent). I just think I am an adrenaline junkie, and there is nothing wrong with that. So when other people see these not-normal things and are skeptical about doing them, I am usually there to talk them into doing it, and 99% of the time, they are glad they did it after its all said and done. Another trait of mine that goes hand in hand with persuading is that, I will admit, I am a pretty good bull-sh*tter. I mean, I got paid to BS tourists near Mount Rushmore for two summers (check out cosmosmysteryarea.com) . If you ask my dad, he will tell you I have been BSing since day one (there is proof in our home videos). Basically, I like to stir the pot and cause debate, and make people think about things that are out of the ordinary. Since I was young, I have loved to pull pranks on people, especially my sister. She was way too easy to scare, and I enjoyed it every time. I am not a messenger to the gods, and I can not change my shape, although I have been known to dress up in costume for parties and things like that, but I would definately call myself a bicoleur (DIYer). If you ask my ex girlfriend, I am way too independent (I never saw this a bad thing). I just like to make things and get things done on my own. Although I am not a full-blown trickster by the standards of those 6 traits, I would call myself the trickster in my world, and the world of those around me. I tend to do things that others see as out-of-the-ordinary, and (not to toot my own horn), I would say I have a way with words.

sinister southpaws

We talked about tricksters today in class. One thing we learned about tricksters is that they are left sided, or left handed. I decided to look into this a little bit. The classical latin word for left is sinistra, which translates also to mean evil or unlucky, and it looks and sounds a lot like the word sinister. This makes sense because the trickster often performs acts and deeds that are sinister, or at least seem sinister when they go against the social norms. (obscene acts) My younger brother is a southpaw. Although, we raised him to be right handed because we never had any left handed baseball gloves or other sports equipment for leftys. Maybe we did this because subconsciously we knew what being left handed actually meant. Although, I think his left handed roots have stayed with him, he is a little punk, some might say sinister at times.

Man, I am glad I am a man

To all of the women out there, I am sorry. I just read the story about the agdos rock for class today, and in this story, Nana, the virgin daughter of the king gets knocked up.... by a fruit. She simply picks a fruit off of a particularly tasty looking tree, and sets the fruit in her lap. Little did she know that the fecundator of this tree happened to be the blood and torn-off member from the monster Agdistis. Low and behold, Nana gets pregnant. This type of impregnation happens in other myths we have read. For instance, a woman bending over and getting knocked up by the wind. Would this be considered rape? I mean, these poor girls are just minding their own business and, just like that, they are pregnant against their own knowing/will. All in all, I feel sorry for women. They can't even enjoy a nice fresh fruit or walk around on a breezy day without the fear of getting knocked up. I will never know the pain of childbirth, but I have heard it is definitely no picnic. So ladies, you have my sympathies.

Aeolus, the unrelenting tormenter

I just got back from a 3 day backcountry ski trip in the Swan Mountains up by Kalispell. It was a great trip, except for the fact that Aeolus, the Greek god of winds, would not let us forget about him. It was so windy while we were up there. I think our tent might have lifted off the ground a couple time the first night. Aeolus was throwing all of his winds at us too so we couldn't get away from him. The winds just swirled through this basin and blew snow all around. Speaking of blowing snow around, Aeolus was just picking the snow up and carrying it everywhere, especially the backside of the ridge-tops, where the skiing would be the best. But, thanks to the great wind god, we couldn't ski the steep fun-looking slopes. He just threw too much snow around and increased the avalanche danger to uncomfortable levels. Also, he forced us to move camp over the the adjacent basin the second night because of a big storm that was suppose to hit us. If we had gotten the 16 inches of predicted snow, Aeolus would have thrown this around and around, and we could have easily gotten stranded back in the mountains. I don't think Aeolus knows just how troublesome he can be. He didn't ruin my trip, I still had an epic time on this adventure, but he certainly did not improve my trip either.

Humans, the Pawns of the Gods

As I was reading these myths and studying them for the quiz, I realized something, the gods seem to have total control over everything (obviously). But when you look into this more, it seems like the gods just have their way with the human race. Yes, the humans pray to the gods for favors, but when you step back and look at it, it seems like it ends up being one god against another, using the humans as pawns, like a chess game. This is especially apparent in times of war. One story where this really stood out to me was the Aeneid. In the Aeneid, Aeneas is trying to lead a group of Trojans to Italy after they were defeated in Troy by the Greeks. Juno doesn't like this and she sends many trials and troubles his way to make his Journey difficult. During these trials, Aeneas is praying to other gods, in particular, Jupiter. So when you step back and look at this, there is one god causing trouble and another god helping, basically retaliating against the other god through the human. And in the end of the story, Jupiter goes to Juno and says "Enough is enough, lets stop this already!", and boom, just like that, Aeneas' troubles are over. Why couldn't Jupiter just do that in the first place? Maybe its the fact that the gods are just enjoying a nice, semi-competitive game of chess where the humans are the pawns and the world is their chess board.

CERBERUS

Cerberus is the three headed dog that guards the gates to the underworld and keeps the living from entering the world of the dead. Psyche had to pass this dog on her journey to get the beauty lotion from Proserpina. Cerberus shows up in a couple places that are familiar to everybody. First of which would be in Hercules. Hercules had to capture the dog and bring him back to King Eurystheus.
Another place in modern culture where we see the three headed beast is in Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. In this book, Harry, the hero, has to go through many trials to get to the Sorcerer's Stone, a stone that gives everlasting life. In a way, this is like going into the Underworld because he is going down below the castle. And wouldn't you know it, he has to get past a big three headed dog that just so happens to be blocking the trap door (gate) to the stone. The dog in Harry Potter is affectionately named Fluffy.

I thought it was interesting how Harry Potter incorporated the three headed dog on the journey to the underworld.

Here is a link to another blog that talks alot about Cerberus and his different forms if you are interested.

http://www.slice-o-life.com/creepbox/?startpos=5

Cupid And Psyche

The Golden Ass brings us into the story of Cupid and Psyche a little late. It starts off with Venus on an angry, desperate search for Psyche. So what happened before this, and why is Venus so mad?
Cupid is the son of Venus. He does her bidding of shooting people with his arrows and making people fall in love. As I blogged about earlier, Cupid has two kinds of arrows, a golden tipped one that makes people fall in love, and an arrow with a lead tip that brings about hatred in a person.
It turns out that Cupid was suppose to shoot Psyche with a golden arrow, and Venus was going to put a horrible creature in front of her so that Psyche fell in love with the creature. Why would Venus do such a mean thing? Well, Psyche happened to be one smokin' hottie with a slammin' body, and this made Venus jealous.
However, all did not go according to plan. Cupid, the clumsy little guy, got startled when psyche woke up and poked himself with the golden arrow. Who happened to be the first person he saw after getting poked? Psyche. Oh boy. Little Cupid caught by his own tricks started to fall madly in love with Psyche. Venus was not stoked on this. She cursed Psyche so that she could not meet a husband. Cupid revolts against Venus and quits his job of shooting people and creating love in the world. This means that no one is praising Venus, and Venus is not stoked on this either. She is so un-stoked that she lifts the curse from Psyche, allowing Cupid to go meet her. However, Cupid does not want her to know his identity, so he sleeps with her in the dark, and forbids Psyche to turn a light on and reveal who her lover is. As you may have guessed, sleeping together in the dark leads to one thing and another (if you don't know what I am getting at, ask your parents to give you the birds and the bees talk) and Psyche gets knocked up.
Well give it some time, and Psyche's evil sisters make her curious enough to shed a light on her lover one night and try to kill him, for he is suppose to be an evil serpent. When Psyche turns on the light, she gets stuck by one of the golden tipped arrows, and wouldn't you know it, falls madly in love with the guy laying next to her, her baby-daddy, Cupid. Bad news though, Cupid wakes up and scrams.
This is where the Golden Ass picks up, Psyche's search for her love.

New Zealand: shake and bake

I am sorry to say that Christchurch, New Zealand has been hit by yet another larger earthquake. I hold this place near and dear to my heart as I studied there last fall. There was one large earthquake while I was down there, a 7.1. However, Christchurch got lucky then and no one died, and there were only a few buildings with major major damage. This earthquake was only a 6.3, but much closer to the city center, and during lunch time. There are so far 75 reported deaths and still hundreds reported missing. Many buidings have been destroyed, including the iconic cathedral in the middle of the city.

The only explanation for these large earthquakes is that the god Ruaumoko is up and walking around the underworld. Ruaumoko is the son of Mother Papa and the god or earthquakes. For the sake of all of my friends and everyone else in New Zealand, I would appreciate it if Ruaumoko would stop walking around and just lay down for a long, long nap already!

Childhood hero

When I was a young whipper snapper, I idolized Aladdin.

That guy was definitely my hero growing up. Not only does he have a pet monkey, he gets to ride around on a flying carpet wherever he wants to go. He defeats Jafar and saves the girl. He goes on his adventure into the bowels of the sand tiger, takes the risk, and comes out with a deeper understanding of things, aka the Genie. I was trying to decide which type of hero this is according to Campbell. Campbell says there are two types of heroes. The first hero sets out responsibly and intentionally on an adventure, "the father quest"g. The second kind is where the adventure and deed are just thrown at the hero. Aladdin went into the cave intentionally to get the lamp for the crusty old man (secretly Jafar), but he ended up in a much bigger adventure than what he planned for.

Singles Awareness Day

Today is Valentine's day, in case you didn't know this already. Being the single guy that I am, meaning I am not out on a fancy date tonight, I decided to check out the mythologies behind Valentine's day. It started as a holiday to celebrate the Christian Martyr Saint Valentine in 496 AD and was created by Pope Gelasius I. Saint Valentine is not just one guy, apparently many martyrs back in the day were named Valentine. The original holiday was not even about love like it is today, it was simply to celebrate a martyr.
This is all very interesting, but I decided to get more mythological when researching it. The obvious choice here is Cupid.

Cupid is the son of Venus and Mars. He is perceived today as a cute, slightly chubby angel that shoots people with his magic arrows and makes them fall in love. However, I found out something new. In the stories, Cupid was said to carry two arrows, one with a gold tip and one with a lead tip. The gold tip made the recipient fall in love with the next person he or she laid eyes on. The lead tip invoked hatred in the recipient. Apparently, Cupid was a mischievous little bugger and he would shoot one person with the gold tip, and whoever they fell in love with received the lead tip arrow. The creates quite the conundrum. Doesn't it always seem like you go for the person who doesn't want anything to do with you, or the person you can't have? Or is that just me? At least Cupid is keeping love interesting. If you think about it, Cupid is just making sure business stays good. If everyone fell in love and the world was "perfect", he would have no one left to shoot.

Is our society matrifocal?

I am reviewing my notes for the quiz, and I came across the term matrifocal- which by our class definition means mommy-focused. It got me thinking about society today and how it is moving towards this in a way. I love my mother dearly, and I make sure to tell her that every time I talk to her (otherwise she gets upset). However, this term matrifocal, it makes me think that society as a whole is more feminine. In these societies, there is no fighting, everyone gets along, and genders are equal. I am all for equality of genders and I am not promoting violence. However, I am raising a point about the men in these societies.
One of my heroes is my friends dad Tom. He took me and my friends outdoors all the time and on great adventures anywhere from hunting trips to ski trips to backpacking trips, all based on the ideas from the book Wild At Heart. This book talks about how society today is feminizing men, and how there are very few real men left in society. By this, I mean that society is expecting men to be calm and reserved, have a steady day to day desk job, dress nice and be clean cut. (keep in mind this is a brief generalization) According to the book, there are three things that define a man 1) a man needs a battle to fight 2) a beauty to rescue 3) and an adventure to live. Now, I know this seems like some sort of childhood fantasy about a knight kicking butt and rescuing the damsel in the tower, but think about it in modern terms. Modern society seems to have taken the real excitement out of a guys life, and turned most of the men into city (sissy) boys. (I know that in Montana, this is far less prevalent than other places in the country)
This is something that made sense to me and angered me in a way. I am not blaming this solely on women, but society as a whole. However, it does seem that in a matrifocal, or mommy-focused society, that all of the men would be feminized. Are boys who were raised with a solid father figure different from boys who were raised only by their mothers?
Again, I am all for gender equality, but I feel we should move away from the matrifocal society and let men be men, and go on adventures and get into some trouble.

Winter Wonderland

I love snow. It is an addiction comparable to cocaine. So how come all the snow comes while I can't enjoy it? The most I can do is stare longingly out the window and dream of the waist deep blower pow up at Bridger. What did I do to anger the snow god? Why does he/she hate me and rub the snow in my face (and not in a good way)? Why can I never get snow to come when it is convenient for me? You know the saying "It's puking snow", well I feel like I am actually getting puked on by the snow god.
Granted, I would have no problem skipping some classes to go shred (Charity, no offense when you read this), but I always have something important going on (class is important too) when the snow comes. For instance, today I had a job interview and this weekend I had to leave town. I had the choice to schedule the interview for today at 1, or tomorrow morning, and I chose today. So Bozeman, because of my scheduling choice, you are welcome for the heaps of snow. Ill keep you posted on my future plans to leave town so you will know when to head up to Bridger, because I guarantee when I am gone, we will get puked on again with snow.

This does raise a question, do you think the snow god is a god or goddess?

BOOM!...The End

On monday in class, we were asked to think about what we think the end of the world will be like. Personally, I think it will happen with a large eruption of some sort, like this one here:

This eruption could even happen in our own backyards.

Personally, if the world IS going to end, I would want it to happen this way, that way we have a front row seat to the action! If a super volcano like yellowstone erupts, the earth will be toast anyway, so why not see the amazing show and have one last awesome image before we go? I think a large eruption is fitting because it would then wipe out the world with fire, followed by famine, just like in the recent Hindu myth "The Creation, Death, and Rebirth of the Universe". In that myth, Shiva wipes out all life on earth with fire. Fire is prevalent in other myths for this same reason. So come time for the alarm on the world's life clock to go off, I say we sit back and enjoy the fireworks with our close friends and a case of PBR.

What type of myth is it?

Enuma elish- dismemberment
Creation Cycle- breaking up of primal unity and ex nihilo
Creation of Universe and Ife- breaking up of primal unity
Origin of Life and fire- ex nihilo

The Emergence- Emergence, goes through different levels/worlds.
Creation of the titans and the Gods- ex nihilo, could have some breaking up of prinal unity with fight
            between Gaea and Uranus.
Ages of Man-ex nihilo, although could be emergence with different breeds/types of human beings being
            created by Zeus.
Ovid Creation- ex nihilo

What Myth means to me

To me, myths are fantastical stories that come with a message. They supply reasons for hard or confusing times. When a tough situation presents itself, I can always fall back on a myth that relates to that situation. Then, according to how the story went, I can, in a way, learn from others mistakes or good choices and adjust my behavior accordingly. By "others", I mean the main character of the myth. This character usually seems to have personal growth through the story. Myths can also explain natural phenomena. Just like the human situations, this explains something that is not easily understood. For instance, I was just down in New Zealand studying abroad last semester. The worst part about New Zealand was the sand flies. They are like mosquitos, but 100 times worse. The Maori have a myth down there that when the ancient Maori Gods were carving out the sounds and fjords in southern New Zealand, they placed the sand flies there to keep others away while they were working. This seems like the best explanation for the pesky flies because I can not see any other reason for them to be there causing unbearable itchiness. All in all, I think we have myths to explain the things that are not easily understood. This is done with fantastical stories that make the mind wander.

Introduction

My name is Mike Frost. I am from Rapid City, South Dakota. I am in my fourth year of a pre-med major here at MSU.