Who is Koyote?
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Death became Desire, bringing an end to the empty silence, destroying the ternal vacuity of space.

The shaman became an Indian. He sat in silence and equanimity. He made the fire of desire and life his core, and sounded it with the cold detachment of pure awareness - having no qualities or characteristics. The Indian sat, smoking his sacred smoke and singing the ancient songs. Even if an earthquake shattered all creation, he would not react.

Death became Language, defining reality and trapping the things that were named.

The shaman became a Talker, a teller of stories. He used not the naming but the scenes around the naming to loosen the grip of Death upon the world. He told stories about himself to avoid the iron grip of the Death of the naming.

Death became Reason. It spread through the world denying the storytelling, making entertainment out of the Sacred Talk.

The shaman became Madness, scrambling words and realities, the mixing of words and symbols without reason.

Death became Reality, the assemblage point around which all talking, all naming, all seeing and all comporting revolved. She became the Stone of Wisdom around which both sanity and insanity revolved.

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