On The Curious Manners and Customs of the Natives

 

 

ONCE, in a particular village in a far-off corner of the country, the people there took from their temple an idol, of considerable age and imbued with a certain dignity from many years of honest worship, and made of him a peasant. They took him to the centre of the village and placed him on the ground next to a well, and sprinkled dust over him, and said, “Eat, peasant. This is your food.” And the idol was unmoved. Then they drew water from the well, cold and stagnant and fragrant with mud and silt, and they poured it over him. “Drink, peasant,” they said, “this is your wine.” And yet the idol was unperturbed.  At last the villagers gathered up stones and flung them at the idol, shouting, “These are your garlands, peasant! Well done! Welcome home!” The idol was knocked over by the stones and, sated at last, the villagers returned to their homes, leaving the idol toppled in the dirt.

It is the nature of simple villagers to make something out of nothing, only to tear it back down into nothing again. It is in this way that they are able to attain the upper limits of their understanding.

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24 Responses to On The Curious Manners and Customs of the Natives

  1. Excellent Oglach. Excellent.

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  2. emmylgant says:

    Wonderful tale O. Arresting metaphor too.

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  3. I go with emmylgant

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  4. Spectacular, sir! 👏👏👏

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  5. crow says:

    Think I said “damn” out loud when I read this. Really nice work.

    Also, I think I grew up in that village.

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  6. It sounds like a village I know of called Social Media.

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  7. I kinda like their way of thinking…

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  8. sheldonk2014 says:

    An upper limit to their understanding
    I could think on that all day
    As Sheldon Mostly

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  9. megaeggz says:

    Awesome 😀

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