Coatlicue Part 2: She has many faces.

Coatlicue was not always a dark god.

She was once bright, and cute and pastelly , and innocent. She looked a lot like this :

http://www.excerptsofinri.com/images/our_lady_of_guadalupe.jpg

She was innocent and chaste, and shiny. 

She was known for her goodness , purity, and abstinence, She gave birth as a virgin to a hybrid man/ god.

The unusual conception occurred when pious  Coatlicue was obediently sweeping the temple.

 A bundle of hummingbird feathers  was dislodged by her broom, and drifted up in between her virtuous legs. 

Nine months later, a virgin  Coatlicue gave birth to Quetzalcoatl, feathered snake, sort of a God, and sort of a man. (In Aztec  belief,and my belief as well, beings can be more than one thing at one time.  Check this out for graphic representation of the idea :
http://www.luckymojo.com/manopoderosa.gif 

Events subsequent to the virgin birth of her  feathered snake  turn that good girl into a dark devouring claw-footed snake-headed monster, and elevated Coatlicue from  pretty little  temple-sweeper to one big powerful diety. 
Stay tuned for part 3, in which Coatlicue gets MAD!

Coatlicue (part1)

Coatlicue (Kwat-LEE-kay)  . She's a dark one.

Coatlicue means "she wears snakes"

She is also known as Toci (Our Grandmother) , and Teteoinan (Mother of Gods) , and  Cihuacoatl  (Our Lady of the serpent).

Coatlicue  is represented  wearing a skirt of rattlesnakes and a necklace  of human hearts, hands and skulls.  These are the remains of her  children, who she has devoured.

 She has claws on her feet, for digging graves. 

She has 2  rattlesnake heads arising from her neck, and smaller snake heads arising from her shoulders. Her flaccid breasts sag, from centuries of maternal nurturing. (Yes. She nurtures AND destroys.... Make no mistake everything born will have an end.)

Her massive image,  in  Stone was uncovered  in 1790, by one Antonio de León y Gama , during excavation on the Main  Plaza of Mexico City.

The stone is nearly 9 feet tall, and nearly writhes with basalt snakes.

The European conquerors who first dug her up, regarded the statue as an appalling and dreadful monster , but the children of the Mexica  recognized her.

 Indigenous people greeted the newly excavated Goddess by lavishing her with candles and flowers. They burned incense. They sang songs.

The Europeans, followers of a pastel colored religion that pretends there is no death ,  wasted no time re-burying  the fearsome and repellent monument. They re-interred Coatlicue where she could not be seen. They built a massive patio over her, so that denizens of the surface of Earth would no longer be disturbed by so grisly a statue, and by the inevitable end to mortality she promised.

And in the ground she stayed....for 13 years, until curious anthropologists dug her up again..., briefly.  Upon viewing her loathsome visage, they immediately re-buried her yet again. 

The statue of Coatlicue was dug up again in 1823.

A cast image of the stone was sent to London where it was publicly displayed to thousands of  English Ladies and Gentleman.

The English (followers of the palest of pastel gods)  came to no quantifiable harm from viewing Coatlicue's horrid visage.

The great stone of Coatlicue has been allowed to remain on the Earths'surface , in full view.....for now.

She resides in the National Museum of Archaeology in Mexico City.

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More about Coatlicue later.  She is complicated.

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JESUS RETURNS!!!! (dies cold and alone in Moscow Idaho)

 For I was  hungry, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink:

 I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.

 Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister unto thee?

 Then  he answered them, saying, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye did it not to one of the least of my brothers, ye did it not to me.

Matthew 25, 42-46

Heres the story:

http://www.oregonlive.com/pacific-northwest-news/index.ssf/2013/01/university_of_idaho_student_li.html

Tiger

I had occasion to meet a Tiger.

A large Siberian kind.
Amur.
It was love at first sight.

He was born in captivity, but he was not domestic. Not anything like domestic.
When I met him , he was un-caged. He needed no cage anymore. A fatal dose of phenobarbitol had only 30 minutes before, stopped his large heart.  He was still very warm, and very soft, and looked like most of the life was still in him, though his un-caged tiger soul hovered just above, looking around the room, for another gig.

I asked him to come in.
My thorax is hollow and could use a Tiger's soul.  Theres plenty of room in there, if the tiger doesn't mind the company of a few snakes.

A year or so past, one of the Amur Tigers at the Boise zoo (Yes. It was this very Tiger) came out of his enclosure and wrapped his huge Catchers' mitt paws around a woman's leg, and began to aim his very large teeth at an especially soft spot.
There was a policeman, and a gun. Shots were fired. There was confusion, and loud noises. The tiger retreated back into his enclosure. The woman was treated at a local hospital for her injuries, which, were principally from a gunshot wound to her leg.
Everyone survived the day.



Tiger, I love you, and I wouldn't mind sharing souls.
If you were still living, I might like to have made love to you.
Not really. It would not be right. Issues of consent come up , and besides, I dont want to make love to anyone.
But I would WANT to want to make love to you.

Please be with me , always.
Like Jesus, only tigers are real.

And,edited to add this : Tiger feet smell exactly like dog's feet.