The above video is part of the 'Human Planet' BBC series. I've just finished watching the first two episodes and they've stormed a sea of thoughts inside my head.
I'm a European intoxicated with Hollywoodian movies and for the last two hours I've been watching on my 37" flat screen these amazing people who struggle for survival in the most unexpected places and practicing the most dangerous and exhausting tasks to replenish their community food and water supply. It's difficult to grasp the essence of their delicate existence from a comfy sofa.
'Human Planet' BBC series
I couldn't stop asking myself why on Earth don't they just leave the deserts and their centuries old traditions to live a better life in our 21st century civilization? What can possibly keep them stranded there, walking for miles in search for a well, stilt fishing or fighting epic battles with dangerous sharks?
In a world where traveling is easier than ever, how am I ever supposed to fully understand their symbiotic attachment with the piece of land or sea that keeps them alive; their almost organic connection with the bucket of sand they call home? I left the parental nest when barely nineteen. For me 'home' changed its meaning a few times in the past years. But for these people, 'home' is a beacon they would follow blind folded, as 'home' for them seems to be part of their instinct of survival.
Yet we all play, and sing, and laugh, and love, and hurt and die. We are all so equal in our nature that it's even hard to see. Like Jorge Luis Borges said, 'no one is anyone, one single immortal man is all men'. There's only an infinite diversity joining in infinite combinations...
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