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(5th edition - February 2008) by A.O. Kime
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In talking to many people about the matter there is an overwhelming consensus there was no difference between the caveman and those of us living today… almost everyone doubts what the anthropologists say. It doesn’t seem the public has swallowed Darwin’s theory of evolution after all. That means if all the modern day knowledge was erased from any individual living today… bingo, you’d have yourself a regular run-of-the-mill caveman. That would be true except then a real caveman would then possess more knowledge... what we have long forgotten. That is not limited to just hunting skills either but I won’t be addressing what else the caveman knew or his advanced spiritual knowledge like I usually do. Different also, I'll be making my points in a short story.
So let’s pretend a modern man, stripped of any knowledge amassed since the Egyptian dynasties, is thrown back to the Stone Age and is now sitting stark-naked on a rock. In complete confusion and without any basis on which to gather his thoughts around, he is in a state of shock. He stays put for awhile, perhaps only to stand briefly or walk around the perimeter a short distance. It will only be when he recognizes that he is thirsty, hungry or cold before he will make a move. His instinct to fill a need will begin a mental foundation to build upon... if he is hungry, then he will look for food, if he is thirsty then he will look for water… his mind is beginning to function. Instinctually, of a primordial nature, he would begin to emerge from the shock of total information loss in order to survive.
Although devoid of any knowledge of events and advancements in the last 7,000 years, he could still function as an adult human (for the purposes of this story). The other thing lacking is speech because obviously we had to erase his language also. He would know everything else like food if he saw it or water. Since we didn’t make him a total idiot, just erased modern knowledge, he would know nights are always cooler so he begins to look for shelter and something to cover himself with. His concern about where to locate water also begins to surface… should he look for water first or shelter? He is now beginning to rationalize but primarily about survival. He begins to realize the matter of his confusion would have to wait, assuring himself it should clear up once he thought about it more. Right now however, first things first.
After three days of misery, hunger and of desperation, able only to contend with the cool nights by covering himself with leaves and burrowing somewhat, and without the means to kill an animal for its hide and meat, his situation is rapidly deteriorating. Although he did find a creek, for sustenance he was trying to survive on acorns. About noon, because of his overall filth and tangled hair; he began washing up in the creek. He, let’s call him Bob, then notices a real caveman, let’s call him Zat, observing him splashing around in the water.
Bob stops washing briefly and whereupon seeing that Zat wasn’t making any threatening moves, begins washing off again but more slowly, as if to also demonstrate his purpose for standing naked in the middle of a creek. Meanwhile Zat sits down on a small boulder and continues to observe. Zat, of course, is fully clothed with a rope belt from which a few small leather bags dangle and around his neck and shoulder is a long leather strap to further secure his double-edged stone hatchet. He also has a spear.
Frequently looking at Zat, Bob continues to wash, fully realizing his disadvantaged situation. Bob then looks around to find a large boulder which to sit upon to dry but preferably one on the opposite side of the creek from Zat. Meanwhile Zat remains sitting and displaying a peaceful demeanor which Bob notices as he continually glances at Zat. Zat decides to make the first gesture by raising his arm high, clearly distinguishable as a sign of peace. Bob returns the wave but somewhat halfheartedly, as if coming from a man of embarrassment, one of shame. Zat recognizes this immediately, confirming his suspicious that Bob was in a terrible fix and needed help. From one of his bags, Zat offers Bob some jerky to eat and thus will become Bob’s savior.
After about a week in Zat’s camp, clad now in various animal skins and sufficiently fed, Bob is making an effort to repay Zat by cleaning up around the camp, gathering firewood and otherwise trying to let Zat know of his willingness to contribute in some way. A mutual trust has developed and Bob was to recognize Zat was a easy going individual and seemingly confident in his skills. He gave the impression survival was not a problem. Zat also seemed to be a man of contentment, comfortable with his lifestyle and environment. And why shouldn’t he be? He knew of no other lifestyle.
After a few more weeks had passed, Bob was beginning to feel worthwhile knowing he was helping out. Zat was in the process of teaching him many things about hunting, preparing the meat, working flint, tanning hide and constructing useful items out of wood, bone, stone and leather. It was only Zat’s curious look on his face as he stared at Bob on occasion which hinted at the strange relationship between the two. Of course Zat was merely wondering where this greenhorn came from, knowing nothing about survival or the caveman’s ways.
Unable to verbally communicate initially, this was gradually changing. Bob was learning Zat’s words for things and while having an amicable relationship, Bob’s inability to explain his arrival and lacking survival skills was causing a slight bit of uneasiness between the two at times. Zat remained baffled with Bob’s presence and the situation he found Bob in, perhaps only days away from starvation and death. Bob, on the other hand, could sense Zat’s curiosity and felt bad that he couldn’t provide Zat with answers. Bob, of course, still couldn’t explain this to himself. The best Bob could do at those times of attempted conversations was to point to himself and shrug his shoulders… trying to tell Zat he didn’t know why he was there either.
It seemed as if this was working… Zat was beginning to realize something highly unusual had happened in Bob’s case. So with each passing day, that reality was further settling in with Zat, now more convinced. Around the fire almost every night now, they both tried to communicate about Bob’s unusual arrival, where he might have come from. Zat’s hand and arm gestures were suggesting perhaps Bob came from far away, maybe from the stars. Bob could only point to his own head and shrug his shoulders, often smiling sheepishly now as he did. Soon laughter at this mystery occurred almost every time they tried to talk about it. They weren’t getting anywhere and they both knew it.
There was no mystery however in how they related to each other, becoming as brothers as the months passed. As they grew to know each other, it was to discover almost identical likes and dislikes, they had about the same demeanor and quick wit, expressed in animated responses, making certain events and daily chores more pleasant and often funny. They would play practical jokes on one another and during the evening they would both seriously try to expand Bob’s vocabulary. Zat was also teaching him finger mathematics, the navigational importance of the North Star, leverage and how to utilize a rope pulley for hanging game which required a sturdy tree branch and plenty of lard.
Five years after Bob’s sudden arrival, seemingly out of nowhere, the mystery had not yet been solved. At any rate, that wasn’t dominating their thoughts anymore and a matter largely dismissed as forever unexplainable. Meanwhile, to the casual observer, one would never know Bob was from a different time, virtually indistinguishable now from any other caveman. He looked like a caveman, hunted with the skill of a caveman and went about his business as any caveman would.
You realize, of course, the situation could be reversed if Zat was somehow cast into the future. The story would have been similar if Zat was rescued by Bob and shown the ropes of modern society. In five or ten years Zat would be holding a job somewhere, perhaps as a mason, carpenter or lumberjack. In work clothes now, no one would suspect Zat was once a real caveman. Still sporting a beard which he refused to shave didn’t matter, he’d fit in... there were plenty of men with beards.
Zat, like Bob, was also stripped of any previous knowledge and therefore was never to know he was once a caveman. He was not to recall how to stalk animals or construct stone tools like he once did. On his way to work however, and at other times, there was a strange feeling he had when he passed by or walked into the woods. In Bob’s story, that wasn't the case, there was nothing in the caveman’s world which would provoke a deja vu for Bob. So it was only Zat who would have cause to wonder about this odd familiarity he sensed with animals and the forest, with nature. In this respect, Bob adapted better to Zat’s world than Zat was doing in Bob’s world.
These occasional odd feelings weren’t really a problem though; it was just something for Zat to wonder about. It was to sense an untapped ability within, that if compelled to do so he would somehow automatically know how to survive in the woods. One night, after they had both watched Monday Night Football, and still amazed that the Arizona Cardinals had won a game, they both sat on the porch and began philosophizing. They would talk and at the same time often look at the stars.
After awhile, the subject of cavemen came up. Bob put forth his desire, if he had the chance, to become a caveman. Zat remained silent as Bob continued by pointing out the benefits of such a simple life. Bob summarized by saying… “Once one got himself established, it would be great, no taxes, rules and regulations… freedom, brother.” Zat did not immediately respond, still mulling over an answer. A minute or so passed before Zat finally said “You know….” but he didn’t complete the sentence just then. Finally, Zat responded fully…”You know, if I was forced to be a caveman, I wouldn’t want to know of the conveniences I left behind”. Bob followed that with a question… “That shouldn’t be a problem; you can erase the memories of a bad relationship can’t you? Haven’t you pretty much forgotten about Sue?” Zat then said… “Well, I’d miss having cold milk when I want or being able to see a good movie.” Bob became somewhat irritated over Zat’s answer to say… “You’re a real cream-puff… ya know? I’d jump at the chance in a second.”
“Yeah?” Zat said, “and you’d be begging for mercy the first week!” Bob shifted his position to rebuff Zat’s analysis to say “Bet me… I’d be numero uno in a week, the king of the jungle, the head honcho.”
From this bet, Bob got his wish and so it was with the help of Zat, he survived and became a real caveman... a confusing situation. From the previous story we know Bob was probably relatively content not knowing anything different. The same goes for Zat although he would have never wished to be in the future. He had no way to know what the future held, or that it would be any different… yet he was there, plucked, as it were, to serve a story. There was no reason existing whereby a caveman could possibly know where progress could lead, it could not be imagined then and why progress wasn’t planned. This is the primary reason why people often hold the caveman in low esteem, his lack of progress, but one must understand why they would believe nothing was changeable... nature suggested it. Nonetheless, with the help of Bob, Zat likewise learned to function within the existent society.
However, this story would be flawed to leave it there, to leave two people living simultaneously in two different times. It couldn’t be simultaneously, could it? Then it must be that Bob the Caveman has long since been dead, living now only as a modern man, and Zat the Caveman would also be history… living now only as a modern man. However, to be a credible story, that scenario couldn’t happen… or doesn’t, shouldn’t. Should I be content to call it fiction then, make-believe, for the purpose only to demonstrate our commonality with the caveman?
Let's play around with the idea of believability just for a minute. To begin with, it really wouldn't matter how the story went as to how Bob was propelled back in time, becoming a dummy sitting naked on a rock, or how Zat was cast into the future. That's because we don't know what is possible along those lines and what isn't. You might think I’m heading for the ‘past life’ concept, but I'm not... although something to always leave on the table. Where I’m really going is not based on what we know, but on what we don’t know.
Largely concepts are based on some knowledge… but often with too little regard for what might be unknown about the subject. For example, we only know a tiny fraction about the subconscious mind, only about how it controls bodily functions and of its psychological persuasiveness… hardly anything else. Further, the spirit world is scientifically unexplained, or flat-out dismissed, and our concept of time is lacking if it can't account for ‘no beginning’. There you have it, three major existents of which practically nothing is known but should represent a huge chunk of reality.
Who is to say then that having a past life is impossible? Or simultaneousness? In order to render an opinion on the simultaneous question, one must have a handle on existence itself and an understanding of time. Dreams are also unexplained phenomena… well, perhaps explained but surely, I think, not correctly. As this may apply to our caveman story, let’s factor in just the unknowns about time and dreams.
Our concept of time was envisioned sometime during the earliest stages of 'civilization' and has never been modified since; the primary reason is because of the religious connotations. Further, it is only a one-dimensional concept (linear) serving only as a measurement in relative matters, much like a yardstick, except a yardstick has a beginning point. In other words, we don’t know anything about this 'time metabolism'. I call it a metabolism because I think it will be found to be similar to a functioning human organ, purposeful but relatively simple. In other words, even though this time metabolism would be ethereal, without material substance, it has cause, purpose and direction much as life itself.
Although that would require quite a shift in thinking, nonetheless different concepts of time still exist. Some American Indians have an unusual concept of time, not linear as does most of western civilization. The Hindu and Chinese once had official cyclical versions. It's a matter of which concepts have been taught, and if semantics within their language allows for it. As it is, time is only conceivable in relative matters since arbitrary points of reference had to be established for both ancient calendars and those of today.
Secondly, I think some dreams are actually the adventures of our spirit… an ancient theory as well. While dreams are often without logical order, some are quite different with continuity and clarity. In short, there are distinctions which should make them classifiable. Although for those dreams I speak of, our recollection of them upon waking is retaining only a tiny fraction of our spirit’s activity. The phenomenal nature of dreaming and the fact some dreams can be incredibly vivid suggests this is a real possibility. As to the simultaneous question as it would apply to Bob and Zat having experienced life in two different eras, can this scenario be confidently ruled out? Perhaps it can be ruled out based on our current scientific understanding but that’s just it, isn’t it? What we believe is possible or impossible is based on practically no knowledge.
For all we know, we could be living two very different lives, one as a spirit un-tethered in our dreams and when awake, life as a human. For all we know, we were all once cavemen and how some of our instincts developed. In other words, perhaps we didn’t inherit these instincts but acquired them ourselves. I’m not saying that is the case, I’m just saying with our limited knowledge about these matters such things should remain on the table.
In summary, we need to keep an open mind and avoid being influenced by scientific conclusions about metaphysical matters and that applies to every discipline involved. What is scientifically in vogue doesn’t necessarily mean it is correct. What was once religiously in vogue was that the world was flat and the center of the universe. Just because science later enlightened us otherwise about these physical realities, that doesn’t mean science knows a thing about metaphysical matters... and they don't. Unfortunately, there is little difference between medievalism and academia today and why we’re not getting anywhere. Like the priesthood, scientists will slam the door on any outsider with a thought.
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