the Romans are goddamn copycatters
and maybe you have listened to some scientists or some creation scientists
and you know one or two other ways.
Listen
I want you to forget everything you know about creation myths
because this myth
is going to BLOW YOUR DICK OFF FROM PURE WONDERMENT
and if you do not have a dick it is going to SEW ONE ON
and then IMMEDIATELY BLOW IT OFF.
Wanna know why?
because it’s NORSE MYTHOLOGY TIME.
SHIT YEAH.
So to start out, the world is already pretty badass.
It is just two things:
One is a sea of pure all-devouring fire called Muspell
guarded by a dude named Surt who is just WAITING
to ride out and murder all the gods and then set the world on fire.
By comparison, the other half of the world is pretty lame.
It is just a whole bunch of ice called Niflheim.
But the best part is that in between Muspell and Niflheim
there is a big-ass trench called Ginnungagap
which is empirically proven to be the number one funnest thing to say.
Go ahead and say it. I’ll wait.
So Ginnungagap is where shit starts to get real
because the cold from Niflheim
bumps up against the heat from Muspell
and causes a bunch of vapor to condense
in Ginnungagap
to create a frost giant
in Ginnungagap
named Ymir
(not Ginnungagap)
Actually, Ymir is more of an ogre than a giant
and he is actually more of a wuss than an ogre
because what is the first thing this guy does?
He goes to sleep
right there
in Ginnungagap.
Sleeping and sweating like a motherfucker.
He sweats so hard
that a man and a woman grow out of his armpit
and then he sweats EVEN HARDER
causing his legs to fuck each other
and have a baby
so then this cow shows up and starts shooting milk everywhere
and Ymir drinks all of it
’cause there’s pretty much no one else to drink it
other than his legbaby and the armpit people.
Then the cow gets bored and starts licking ice
and all of this licking melts away enough ice to form the shape of a dude
or maybe it is just the same dude who appeared in Ymir’s armpit.
(Ymir has mastered the fine art of being a neglectful father.)
Anyway, this guy’s name is Bor.
He marries Bestla, the daughter of some giant.
Maybe the daughter of Ymir, who knows?
Bor is quite a catch because he is the only man in existence.
So Bor and Bestla have three kids
Odin, Vili, and Vé.
Really the only one anyone gives a shit about is Odin.
He is the ruler of all things, essentially
and he gets his brothers to help him kill Ymir
who is probably still asleep
and has definitely not done anything to deserve being murdered
but Odin seems to think that he has become TOO EVIL
which probably just means that he was snoring REALLY LOUD.
Whatever the reason, they kill Ymir.
Nice patricide, Odin.
What are you going to do next
further desecrate your grandfather’s body by tearing him apart
and using his limbs as decoration for a universe you and your brothers are making?
Yes.
This is exactly what Odin and his brothers do.
I mean you gotta give them credit
they use pretty much every part of this dude.
Like, not only do they make his blood into lakes and oceans
and his bones into mountains
and skin into earth
and his teeth into tiny rocks
but they use his skull to make the sky
which is such a dumb idea that they have to get some cheap slave labor to make it work.
So they go over to Ymir’s corpse
which is crawling with maggots at this point
and they are like “Hey, maggots
wanna be a sentient humanoid species?”
And the maggots are like “DO WE?”
So they turn into dwarves
and Odin is like “Great, awesome
how about you repay us by holding up this skull we found.
We wanted to make it into the sky but skulls are not really meant for that.
We’ll even name the guys who do it North, South, East, and West.
It will be awesome.”
And the dwarves are like “Okay, fine.”
But listen, guys
just because they have already used Ymir’s skull and skin and bones and teeth and