Who is Koyote?
Koyote was not born. He just became a possibility.

One night, he got drunk. In the darkness before creation, he tumbled and threw himself into a burning furnace and all the game he had eaten and swallowed whole burned with him in a fiery maelstrom. He exploded, and each piece was writhing and screaming sacred names in agony.

The serpent fire swiftly moved around all other creatures that sprung from the explosion, trying to make a whole out of the chaos. The doves were looking to fly high into the expanses of Father Heaven, looking for a breath of air and the coolness of infinite darkness, the bosom of Nuit. The maggots and earth serpents were struggling to blend into the cool earth and stone, to escape Sister Death, the dark-cloaked huntress.

Death, the hunter who stalks the shaman, threw a net around him, weaved from the primordial light and sound from which creation sprung. His consciousness, trapped in a field of light and energy, had lost all perspective. No past. No future. No identity. Not even madness to comfort him. He was nothing but pure, clear awareness of his demise.

To trick Death, he became the fire that consumed the beings. The fire spread through the net, taking the form of the net, becoming the net. Knowing that fire runs out if not fed, Death became Time.

As Grandfather Time, Death surrounded the shaman from all sides waiting for the fire to run out. The shaman became the empty space , the dark hole surrounded by the fiery net - untouched by the demise of the fire and untouched by time.

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