A long time ago when there was communication between all spirit of life there was this whitish-looking rock. This rock was deemed bad by all other life forms as it liked to destroy the spirit of life from everything it came into contact with....and it did this every chance it could. Eventually, a big gathering was called by all living beings to deal with this bad rock as it was killing too many life forms. The collective decision was then made that a deep hole would be dug in the earth and the rock buried deep in the ground where it could do no more harm. As this very old story goes, just before the rock was buried it spoke and the rock stated the following promise, that one day he would be amongst people and all living things again. The rock added, I will continue on doing what I do because I live forever. So, for thousands and thousands of years, the rock lay buried deep in the ground and all life forms and the first people of this land felt safe. During this time, it was observed by the first people, that in the area where the hole had been dug and the rock buried, there were very signs of life. Trees, plants, flowers, grasses…all were absent from this area. Nothing grew there. All the animals and birds stayed away. During the winter months, the snow that covered the area where the rock had been buried took on a silvery ominous glint…hinting of dark changes. Eventually, another people from far away across the great waters arrived. These people had different values and beliefs, a far different way of thinking and living on the land. Eventually, these new people began to dig into the area where the rock had been buried….this place where nothing grew and animals and birds did not make the area their home. Thousands and thousands of years ago, the rock had made a promise to all those who had buried him deep underground that one day he would return to continue his destructive path of taking life, all life….forever. This time, upon being freed from deep underground, he spoke the language of the people who had taken him from the ground. The first words he spoke were, I am death for I am Uranium!
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 03:54:48 +0000
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