I died 6th Dec 343 AD in Myra.
Icon of the Death of Nicholas
Church of Agios Nikolaos
The Day of My Death is also my Feast Day and people around many parts of the world celebrate my Legacy.
The true story of Santa Claus begins with Nicholas, who was born during the third century in the village of Patara. At the time the area was Greek
and is now on the southern coast of Turkey.
actually I thought I was invented in China, but never mind, this account here must be true, it’s voted Most Popular.
He died December 6, AD 343 in Myra and was buried in his cathedral church, where a unique relic, called manna, formed in his grave. This liquid
substance, said to have healing powers, fostered the growth of devotion to Nicholas. The anniversary of his death became a day of celebration, St.
Detail: The Life & Miracles of Saint Nicholas by A.Boguslawski
St. Nicholas Center Collection
Through the centuries many stories and legends have been told of St. Nicholas' life and deeds
Why, you would wonder, if I am a Practice in the image of a distinguished Bishop of Myra, do I wear an American Red Santa Outfit over a fat belly even
And why do I bring presents to some on the 6th, to others on Xmas Day, some receive the Gifts by a Christ Kind and yet others get it from something
called Kris Kringle. Some call me Samichlaus, Sankt Nikolaus, Sinterklaas, Ded Moros/Father Frost, you name it, many variations all the way to Santa
Clause. It is all Mindboggling - even to me - I do feel my personality split, truly, at times I don’t know who I am.
But with this fabulous Event called Internet nowadays it is not a matter of what you know but where you look it up. I do so myself, if my headache
gets too weird.
Follow some of these links
, if you feel you would like to look up some more on my
origine and practice in all the different countries.
Here some Scientific Facts about myself.
In 1087, part of the relics (about half of the bones) were furtively translated to Bari, in southeastern Italy; for this reason, he is also known
as Nikolaos of Bari. The remaining bones were taken to Venice in 1100.
Basilica San Nicola di Bari
St.Nicholas, Patron of Children
I am Patron of seafarers, scholars, bankers, pawnbrokers, jurists, brewers, coopers, travelers, perfumers, unmarried girls, brides, robbers and
I am also patron saint of Amsterdam and Moskau.
St. Nicholas' icon, given by Serbian Orthodox Tsar, 1327
The first St Nikolaus celebrations as ‘Sinterklaas’ include my mid November arrival by boat from Spain, accompanied by Black Peter (Krampus)
(lucky for you if you don’t know him, he carries my Big Book where all Your Deeds are written down and he deals with you if I ask him to).
S. Nicola Patron of the Sea, 9th Centenary of the Translation (1087-1987)
Ex voto from a Serbian pilgrim
May Festival: statue coming in from the day at sea
Favourite Legend is the one from America.
ah, America! the place that gave me my most Mysterious and most Powerful Existence! Not only do I not have a biological father - I don’t even have
a divine mother who would have given me birth after an immaculate conception. In America they would like to have me born from the foams of CocaCola!
I reckon this makes me the most controversial character - or, well, at least as unique as Gaiatri and Uranus.
Then again, maybe I’m Aphrodite’s American Sister and not Chinese at all.
However this may be, I am one of the most powerful people in this world. Somehow I manage serious adult personalities to stand up and defend my
existence throughout their lifetime although all of them at a certain age would swear that I don’t exist. And every year I manage to kick the
economy into a higher gear for the month of December.
I reckon all this makes me The Elite.
Here a tip for you: no matter how many bad children there might be or will be, I still would not invest in coal, neither stocks nor futures,
wouldn’t invest in anything produced via earth by mankind for that matter. I would only consider pure clean energies. Like the Power of Illusions or
the Dynamic Behind Things.
Enough said of these things and myself.
Let us rather talk about a topic that so many people seem to be interested in.
The Reindeers – how do I get the Reindeers to fly? Well……… I
don’t get them to fly.
As you would know from my earlier posts Rudolph is not only a Reindeer but also a Dolphin. So, to let you know the Full Truth, Rudolph is also a Bird.
Yes. A Bemo Bird, to be precise, fully equipped with Cosmic Intelligence, fully capable to read all of my spectrums.
This Bird, this Vimana, of course could take on any shape or form, but Rudolph decides every year to appear in the symbolic representation you expect
it to be as not to cause more stress than necessary around this hectic time of year.
No matter how many Reindeers you see infront of a sleigh, they are all only the One. The Red Nose indicates the main seat of the Heart. That’s why
it is glowing so strong.
Rudolph is, unlike my Helpers, not from your earthly realm but from a Spirit World. An Alien, if you wish.
……..having mentioned The Helpers……… a tad bit of a nuisance to me, as you might have gathered by now. They do not carry their allocated
workload and I am constantly required to fill in. You know I’d rather spend my time on the internet, especially on ATS.
A few years ago we replaced the last outdated batch of Helpers because they were not reliable enough. We replaced them with the latest applications of
scientific and biological equipments. They worked rather good until just after their warranty ran out. Since then they activated their self-restore
program which also seemed to work fine until I noticed a drop in their willingness to work and recognized that they slowly but surly reprogram
themselves to be lazy, argumentative and at times even aggressive.