THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS.....

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He crept slowly into his Utopia, having gotten exhausted from the day's activities. "Today is rather a fulfilled day", he burst out. He stretched on the bed of clouds trying to recall the day's activities in that world he loves dearly. If there was anything he loved about that world, it was that he could effect change in the atmosphere if mortals so desire it. He had always done that and he did it numerously today.

Flashback to the day's events, he was walking with his record slate when he stumbled upon a forlorn family. His weapon of power was his thoughts. He wished they could be happy. While on that thought, a call came in for the head of the family and he laughed heartily after dropping, spreading happiness to other members of the household. As long as they were happy, he didn't care what that call was about.

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He had not walked quarter a mile when he saw some hungry looking kids. They looked like one who hadn't tasted a decent meal for sometimes. He focused his thoughts on their happiness, with an accuracy of time, he watched as a restaurant owner beckoned on the children to come in for a free meal. He has done it again. He knew his cohorts are working in other parts of the universe the same way he is.

He couldn't and wouldn't stop for a split moment to rest. Every second was precious and each minute, his help was needed somewhere around his assigned area. According to his slates, his next stop would be the hospital some few blocks away. He could hear his beneficiary's voice calling out to him. She was a woman toiling in childbirth labor for sometimes. He needn't get to her before doing his magic. He thought and a baby was born. He never waited to confirm its sex as far as happiness ends it.

Here he was, done distributing wealth, granting good wishes, allocating scarce resources and disbursing warmth. He would have loved to stay permanently in this universe but for the portal of his entry and exit that appears seasonally. His beautiful portal is made up of green shredded leaves and lots of shiny little things. The stars around his portal creates a calming, almost-familiar effect through his time travel. Reminds him always of home and a successful completion of deeds.

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He feels irrelevant in his stratospheric abode. Every "what do he call his immortal creature" for himself. He felt the strong need for a name or identification in times like this. That was asking for much and wanting to look more like mortals whom he serves. He is an unnamed immortal. One who does the seasonal bidding of the Supreme Commandant. But then, one significant incidence baffled him today.

He had met a semi-mortal creature. He wouldn't call him a man, mere mortals can't see him. This creature did see him. He was unlike any mortal he had ever met. Old and slightly robust with a crimson bloody colored outfit. He had large greying beards and a crinkly shine to his eyes on a pointy cylindrical nose. He overheard the kids call him "Santa", whatever that means! What worried him to no end was that he called him by a name!

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Until today, he had never considered giving himself a name even though he wished for one. He had no power to fulfill his own wishes. "L'espirit de Christmas" was what Santa called him in French which is translated "The spirit of Christmas" in English. Why he had called him that was what he never understood. Even still, Santa had invited him to his abode at the North pole for further discussion. He said they had things to do together. and here he was, eagerly waiting for the dawn of a new day. He migrated to relax on the starry galaxy of the silent night.

No sleep nor rest for immortals. Like in the day, he had several emergencies to tend to at night. By dawn, he was at Santa's door and he wasn't disappointed to see the semi-mortal busy with work at dawn. He was no mere man after all. He quickly posed the question on his mind to Santa. Rather than answering immediately, Santa made a ''hoohoohaahaa" kind of laughter and offered him some cookies upon his successful attempt at making him sit. Does this means he had a friend now as mortals call it?

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"You, the spirit of Christmas, are the reason for the season. Comes around this time through the xmas tree portal to spread love and joy in my world. Humans pray and praise you during this season and you do your magic in response. You aid me a lot in fulfilling the desires of the little ones. But your duty is not limited to a particular set of humans. You are a versatile happiness tool to mankind, hence, the name given you'',Santa concluded.

He ruminated over these words he had just heard and was wowed! To say he was so relevant to this world seem unbelievable to him but then, this semi-mortal doesn't look like one who could lie. He stood up and was set to leave when he heard Santa say, "If you ever desire to remain in this world even long after your assigned season is over, I know of a way you can. My wish is to have you by my side always, so together, we move to spread happiness this time every season. Even Santa has wishes''.

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Granting Santa's wish was part of his duty that required him sacrificing himself but also one he wants so much to fulfill for himself.

"With you then, shall i remain. Your abode shall be my abode. All year round, we execute operations together. i am "The spirit of Christmas".

This explains why Santa moves with the spirit of Christmas and in fulfilling his wishes, he fulfilled a lot more other wishes. Spreading love and happiness with his adopted companion in the season of Christmas.
Can i then wish you a merry Christmas in advance?

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