Most creation stories start with one all-powerful individual that is responsible for creating all things in the universe, but few versions begin with a massive amount of puking.
In the beginning, there was just me, the darkness and a lot of water and it was very, very lonely and all that solitude made me sick to the stomach, literally because it gave me a bellyache which got worse and worse until i just began vomiting everywhere.
First out, along with my breakfast was the Sun which sorted out the darkness and then i up-chucked the Moon, the stars and then finally the Earth and a pile of diced carrots which was weird because they hadn't been created yet and i had eaten cornflakes for breakfast.
The heat and light soon sorted out all the water which evaporated creating clouds and hills and mountains emerged from the water.
I was feeling a lot better thank you for asking but after another shorter stomach cramp up came a leopard, eagle, crocodile, a fish, tortoise, heron, scarab, a goat and a black leopard-like animal and three male and one female humans, my kids.
These nine animals went on to create all the world’s creatures and the human's multiplied nicely and the male kids helped out by vomiting up ants to turn over the soil and plants and trees and things but my daughter discovered lightening and wreaked havoc with it so i considered sending
her to her room but instead banished her to the sky which wasn't very clever of me as she now threw down thunderbolts and things at us.
Problem was she was responsible for fire so i showed the humans how to make it from trees so they could still make tools, weapons and cook food with it.
Once the creation was complete and peaceful, i felt much better and the indigestion seemed to be under control so i stepped back and told my eldest son Loko Yima to keep an eye on things and retired from the Universe building game.
I do look down every now and then just to see how everyone is doing and it seems to be going okay considering your inauspicious start especially as a dodgy guts can go up and out the mouth or downwards and out of another place and your planet may have been very different place if you had been created by me having the squirts that day.
Friday, 13 May 2022
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