We eat berries and roots. Nuts and leaves. And dead animals. Some animals we find. Some we kill. We know which foods are good and which are dangerous. If we taste some foods we are struck down, in punishment for eating them. We did not mean to do something bad. But foxglove or hemlock can kill you. We love our friends. We warn them of such foods.
When we hunt animals, then also can we be killed. We can be gored. Or trampled. Or eaten. What animals do means life and death for us: how they behave, what tracks they leave, their times for mating and giving birth, their times for wandering. We must know these things. We tell our children. They will tell their children.
We depend on animals. we follow them – especially in winter when there are few plants to eat. We are wandering hunters and gatherers. We call ourselves – the hunterfolks.
Most of us fall asleep under the sky or under a tree or in its branches. we use animal skins for clothing: to keep us warm, to cover our nakedness and sometimes as a hammock. When we wear the animal skins we feel the animals power. We leap with the gazelle. We hunt with bear. There is a bond between us and the animals. Their hunt and eat us. We are part of one another.
We make tools and stays alive. Some of us are experts at splitting, flaking, sharpening and polishing, as well as finding, rocks. Some rock we tie with animal sinew to a wooden handle and make an ax. With the ax we strike plants and animals. Other rocks are tied to long sticks. If we are quiet and watchful, we can sometimes come close to an animal and stick it with the spear.
Meat spoils. Sometimes we are hungry and try not to notice. Sometimes we mix herbs with the bad meat to hide the taste. We fold foods that will not spoil into pieces of animal skin. Or big leaves. Or the shell of a large nut. It is wise to put food aside and carry it. If we eat this food too early some of us will starve later. So we must help one another.
For this and many reasons we have rules. Everyone must obey the rules. We have always had rules. Rules are sacred.
One day there was a storm, …
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