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crouching_sin) wrote2015-12-18 09:49 pm
crouching_sin) wrote2015-12-18 09:49 pm
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[Today's video finds Naoya sitting and drinking a cup of coffee. He's bundled up in a green sweater, and he looks fairly amused.]
I thought I'd tell you a story today, for those of you who care to listen. This is a story about the Norse gods, and mistletoe. Let me define a fe things before I begin, for those of you who do not know those terms.
Gods are like… very powerful beings. Think of them like very rare, very powerful Pokemon. Gods in most traditions are similar to humans in the sense that they live out their lives, look similar to people, and have relationships. Generally, they're thought to have certain domains of power.
Mistletoe is a plant with white berries that looks similar to this.
[He pauses to lift up a picture that he's drawn to illustrate it.]
There's a tradition to meet under it to kiss people.
'Norse' refers to a people in my world that lived in the far north. Their culture is mostly known these days for being one that was full of warriors and raiders.
Now, on to our story. One day, the queen of the gods, Frigga, had a dream about her son Baldur - the god of light - dying horribly. Baldur had the same dream, and Frigga set out to see that it didn't happen. She traveled all the realms, making each and every object swear that it would never harm Baldur. Every object swore an oath - except for mistletoe, because Frigga thought it too young and unimportant to swear an oath.
The gods heard of all of the oaths sworn, and played a game where they threw things at Baldur and watched them bounce off. However Loki, god of fire and mischief, heard of this, and found out that mistletoe had not sworn that oath. He took mistletoe and made an arrow of it, and handed it to Baldur's brother, the blind god Hod. Hod threw the arrow at Baldur, which killed him.
Frigga went to Hel, the mistress of the dead, and pleaded for her son back. Hel agreed, on the condition that every living thing in the world weep for Baldur. She went to every living thing and begged for them to weep, and all did - except one. That was the giantess Thokk, and because she would not weep, Baldur did not come back to life.
[He takes a sip of his coffee, before speaking again.]
It's unclear whether Thokk was Loki in disguise or not. Certainly, he'd never tell one way or the other, god of mischief that he is. The fact remains that, though many see mistletoe as a symbol of love, it's in fact the reminder of a dead god.
... Though said god did reappear recently, though that's a story for another time.
I hope you all learned something today.
[Aaand the video clicks off.]
I thought I'd tell you a story today, for those of you who care to listen. This is a story about the Norse gods, and mistletoe. Let me define a fe things before I begin, for those of you who do not know those terms.
Gods are like… very powerful beings. Think of them like very rare, very powerful Pokemon. Gods in most traditions are similar to humans in the sense that they live out their lives, look similar to people, and have relationships. Generally, they're thought to have certain domains of power.
Mistletoe is a plant with white berries that looks similar to this.
[He pauses to lift up a picture that he's drawn to illustrate it.]
There's a tradition to meet under it to kiss people.
'Norse' refers to a people in my world that lived in the far north. Their culture is mostly known these days for being one that was full of warriors and raiders.
Now, on to our story. One day, the queen of the gods, Frigga, had a dream about her son Baldur - the god of light - dying horribly. Baldur had the same dream, and Frigga set out to see that it didn't happen. She traveled all the realms, making each and every object swear that it would never harm Baldur. Every object swore an oath - except for mistletoe, because Frigga thought it too young and unimportant to swear an oath.
The gods heard of all of the oaths sworn, and played a game where they threw things at Baldur and watched them bounce off. However Loki, god of fire and mischief, heard of this, and found out that mistletoe had not sworn that oath. He took mistletoe and made an arrow of it, and handed it to Baldur's brother, the blind god Hod. Hod threw the arrow at Baldur, which killed him.
Frigga went to Hel, the mistress of the dead, and pleaded for her son back. Hel agreed, on the condition that every living thing in the world weep for Baldur. She went to every living thing and begged for them to weep, and all did - except one. That was the giantess Thokk, and because she would not weep, Baldur did not come back to life.
[He takes a sip of his coffee, before speaking again.]
It's unclear whether Thokk was Loki in disguise or not. Certainly, he'd never tell one way or the other, god of mischief that he is. The fact remains that, though many see mistletoe as a symbol of love, it's in fact the reminder of a dead god.
... Though said god did reappear recently, though that's a story for another time.
I hope you all learned something today.
[Aaand the video clicks off.]
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[Well that's less exciting.]
i guess that makes more sense with your being fifty five hundred years old and all
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Exactly. At least you come from a world with that story - I've had to tell it a few times.
[Even if it doesn't get everything right...]
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vaguely familiar
church wasnt really a thing in my household as you can probably tell from speaking to me for like five seconds
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actually
can i ask you a question
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But yes, go ahead.
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you know like all the stuff science hadnt/hasnt gotten to yet
spiritual questions and shit
but i never believed in that and i dunno maybe it doesnt apply to my universe at all
but it seems at least some things are true where youre from
so
in your world
what happens to people after they die
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there isnt really an afterlife or anything
you just get on and ride again
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Then again, I wouldn't know. I'm trapped on the ride until past the point where I've heard 'It's A Small World' over and over and I've gone past the insanity point, it's mostly just boring now.
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yeah your situation sucks but from a certain perspective
at least something happens
i guess
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I'll escape some day, though.
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i really hope it works out for you man
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