Monday, October 12, 2009

Origins

for PHB



It's about a boy who was raised by lions and tigers

in the jungle, all his life knowing nothing other than ultimate


intimacy with the natural world. One day, when bored and

wandering, he finds himself on the outskirts of the jungle, intrigued


by the stream of sunlight peeking through the outer-most layer

of vegetation, beckoning to him with its luring aroma of unknown


territory. The light sucks at his eyes, as though magnetized, and

his feet loyally follow, under the same trance, bringing him to


the other side. Stepping out into wide open spaces - he points

toward the horizon, it's flecked with tiny buffalo (to us, this


scene might resemble a picturesque postcard on which someone has

sneezed chocolate). The jungle boy is confused out in the open,


for growing up in the jungle's tight, crowded quarters, he is

unable to perceive such depth of field. The buffalo out here


are the size of ants, how strange, this big world, how

impossible! Satisfied, the boy turns, laughing, steps back into the jungle.


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