Metamorphosis 46/58: Book I ‘The Story of Grandfather Moses’ — Chapter III

or We Are The Weak Nuclear Force: Quantum Parables From Our Mitochondrial Ancestors

One day

As we were walking

This wild, I guess it would be a cow, but it was fast

And fatter and larger than any animal we’d ever hunted

Runs in front of us

There were other human beings chasing after it with wooden spears

Looking like us

Dressed a little different

They’re clearly tired

And I look to King to see what sort of decision he’ll make

And he looks to them

And instead of being aggressive

He bows down

And the chief from the other tribe, breathing heavily

Bows in return, arms open, in a sign of peace

We don’t understand each other with words / But our bodies communicate our intentions

King waves his hand saying ‘stop here’

He looks to me, he looks to Dallas, he looks to Goliath, he looks to a few others

Points to Goliath

Says “Stay here with the women folk”

“Make sure these new people are treated as our best guests”

“And we’re going to go and get that animal”

King starts running after the fat cow

And Dallas and I, we start running with him

We go

This animal we’re chasing is tired and already injured bad

But he’s still fast

And he’s still big

And we’re gonna get him because King is chasing

King is in the front

And we are following

And we know that if King reaches him first

Then King is in danger

And King is our leader

It is our job to protect him

So we’re running and time is hard to follow

Because time is mutable, not immutable

And finally

The animal is slowing down

And King goes to the right

Shouts to us to go to the left

I go faster than Dallas

King says “Attack from different directions”

We’re all carrying wooden spears

We run at the cow at the same time

It’s Dallas who gets a good shot right at the head

And bashes with the back of his spear as hard as he can

And the animal goes down, fast

And suddenly, there’s more meat than any of us, even King, has ever seen in one spot

What do we do with this?

Well the hunt ended not too far from our camp

I yell at King “I will go get some help”

I go back and I see our womenfolk helping out with the other tribes womenfolk

They must have arrived while we were gone

There is a feeling of peace, not war

There’s many of us now, like in days gone by, as our two tribes are combined together

We are okay

We are at peace / My heart beats in a funny way

We’re fine

I go up to the chief of the other tribe

He who returned the bow of King / Who radiates authority and power

I give him the same respect that I give to King

More

For it’s a way to show respect to this moment / That we are sharing together

I use my body to give respect but also to gesture for him and his other male folk

I communicate with my arms and my feet, like a dance, the success of the hunt

I gesture to the malefolk with the stronger upper body strength

To come with me to help carry the fat cow

And I start jogging back, and I stop,

And I give them a big wave saying ‘come on’

I try to gesture that their womenfolk will be safe there

That we are not going far

That everything is good

The malefolk of the other tribe come with me

Together we arrive to the cow

We will carry it together

Dragging it, pushing it, pulling it

It’s a heavy animal!

There’s no getting around that

And they understand and we move the cow together / It is not far to our camp

And we bring the fat cow back

And we don’t understand a word of each other

But we know that there is only one thing to do / With this great cow / Hunted together

There is anticipation in the air as both tribes stand quiet together

King stands grandiosely, calling attention to himself

He bows, giving respect to the other King

But it is clear that King is King

King is always King

King is moving like dancing / I can tell he is enjoying himself

He gestures that he will leave and return

And King comes back carrying fire

Having made it in secret / To not reveal the power of the firestone

And the other tribe gasps with amazement / For they cannot make fire

And the womenfolk have been smart and prepared a big fire pit

(Though I do notice they hadn’t finished setting it up until we’d brought that fat cow back)

Then, both tribes side by side work together

And there’s nothing but the fact that tonight

There will be a celebration

The day is still early

We are using the fire even though the light is still with us

We begin hacking apart the fat cow

The other tribe knows everything we know

Nothing is going to waste

We’ve got big rocks around the fire

We’re cutting pieces and on the rocks the cow’s flesh sizzles

Each woman is transforming meat into art with herbs and twine

While the children of the two tribes play together

As if they were from the same King

All are laughing and throwing more wood on the fire / Let us make the largest fire we have ever made

And even myself I am cooking meat with an eye to make sure mine is the best

I was a part of catching the cow after all

And why cannot my meat be the most delicious?

As we’re cooking the chief from the other tribe approaches the blaze

And taking a huge pile of leaves from a hidden pocket

He throws them on the fire

And a new smell I have not smelled before fills the air

Sweet as the sky and the grass combined

Suddenly, there’s a smoke and we all feel good

And safe

And with each other

Grandma has another grandma from the other tribe

The grandma from the other tribe starts singing something beautiful

And Grandma, not to be out done, though for sure she does not understand a word of the song

She grabs her bone flute, something she has not used with us for a very long time

She makes beautiful music

It’s really, really nice

And from the other tribe, some of the young girls, they start singing with their grandma

And they are beautiful

I can see them

I feel lust

Their beauty enters my blood

And there is the magic smoke in my lungs

And meat in the air

And the hunt is still around me

And here are my people who are not my people but then no one is my people

And it is as if I am flying, even though my feet feel the ground

I’m not used to seeing other people

We all begin eating the meat

The children are playing the games of children,

Who can be biggest

Who can be fastest

And we men and womenfolk join in

Who can be the loudest

Who can eat the most

Goliath did win that one

With King looking on with humour and obvious pride

And the other chief with a smile on his face

And the other chief throws more leaves on the fire

And there is magic in our feet / We begin jumping and the ground reverberates with rhythm

And the world feels more like colour than it feels like life

And the flute is my blood

And with the fire in the center now we are all in a circle

Not organized, but there is a pattern

We are waving our hands

Left, right, up, down

Forwards, backwards

Follow the person in your front

And feel the person behind follow you

As if we are one great creature

Follow the person to your left

Follow the person to your right

Call,

Call as an animal in the wild

Run to the middle and cry as a God

And another comes and joins you

And we are not just as an animal

But as the fire

A force that is not bound

We are building

There is the flute

And the bass deepness of our feet thumping on the ground

And the fire as our own sun

And our shadows leaping / Big as trees

And a moon or no moon, I cannot tell

In the light of our life

This is the sort of day where we are alive

Parts of life are accidental

Parts of life are intentional

Life as something we live but once

And now as the blue sky has faded it is clear that the moon is full

It is a full moon

It is a full moon

It is a full moon

Is God real?

The fire spreads into our hearts

The fire is in our genitals

And we start dancing and moving

Dancing free

Liberating

Our bodies shaking

Perspiration

Wild moving

Circling

In, out

Suddenly, I’m surrounded by the other tribe

Normally,

I’d be scared but I’m not

We’re together

Moving

Side by side

The most outer part of my hand

By accident

Rubs against one of the girls that’s singing

She feels it

It is like lightning

The energy of the air explodes

It is like the reverse of fire

I am absorbed in the touch

My brain is filled with the absence of anything

She is staring at me and she feels it too

There are many things in the world that I know I do not understand

We stare at each other and we are rotating around each other

Just for a second

I know that there is a way that I can act here

Or a way I cannot act here

That will change my life

Because the meaning of life is something related to what I am feeling

And I can move on and it disappears and the energy moves on

And perhaps I never encounter this feeling again

There is a choice

And I stare at her

And she barks into a laugh

She can feel my confusion and my indecision

She shuts her left eye then opens it again

Looks left, looks right

Then backs away, fading into the darkness

And my heart collapses and I am hurt as from a spear

Then she comes back to the circle again

And my heart is full

She is staring at me in the eyes / Wells as mysterious as the full moon / A smile radiating from her face

I understand that here is a language that is easier to speak than the one with our tongues

And she fades into the darkness again

And I follow her

And I follow her

Now I am scared

Death is in the darkness

But she is there and she is fearless

My God

I come

I feel the shock of touch again

She is there

Her hand resting on my arm

And I grab her

I push my lips onto her mouth

Then I push away,

But her hand is against my back, she is holding me close to her

She says something

She is holding me

So I hold her back

And we lie down

And we hold each other, side by side

And physicality is the purpose of existence

As a strong hypothesis

I don’t know if the way the night went is the purpose of this story

Except for the fact that another human being contains the mystery of reality

That night is and was something that I think about every passing of the sun

But as I am here in it

Knowing that the universe we have constructed will disappear as the light touches us

We are holding each other now

I am kissing her neck, biting her ear, having her lay her head on my chest

I feel so safe

Being naked together

The touch of each other

And the sun rises

And the magic is still in us

But time keeps moving

Perhaps time is immutable after all

An annoying limitation of this dimension

We go back to the circle

I stand with my tribe, she stands with hers

We bow to each other

The grandma from the other tribe turns around

The King from the other tribe turns around and starts walking

The grandma from the other side starts signing

King turns around and starts walking

Our Grandma starts to play the flute

Our tribes separate, where once we were together now we are increasing in distance

We will never see each other again

But the night that did exist

Something,

I cannot say in words what it means to me More experiences like that should exist in our lives