Chapter 21 It rained. Cold enough to crack stone. The man and the child huddled down in the forest beneath their blankets, and there was just the dripping in the woods. The boy’s face the father of the man. The man thought that the blood-cults had all consumed one another. The gray shape of the sky vanished like an apparition and they set themselves back out against the wind. There’d be no surviving. *** By morning the father and the son both lay dead. They died together in the darkness. Things of purity and splendor just as one clings them to the heart have their equal precincts in pain. Their origin within sadness and ashes. So these two had each other. *** Others elsewhere like those in other times, slain or kneeling on one knee, watching the soot fall in the fire. They had been preparing for tomorrow but tomorrow was not preparing for them. *** The Native Americans in the common provinces of those days were murdered. They are now completely gone. *** In these lands there are ancient paintings on the stone and there are vanished herds. There are caves haunted by crows. None know what of their culture is going to survive, or if it will at all. None know if culture aids survival at all, or inhibits it. In the Aurignacian cave paintings, the first things that were painted were bulls on the walls, and over tens of thousands of years later they were still painting bulls, however they were more misshapen and deranged, and already there was a state of decline, and this serves as a larger picture of what the species is. *** Historically, when large civilizations crumbled, people left everything and split off into smaller and smaller tribes and ate all of the food, and when the food was gone, they ate each other. *** Stacking stone is the oldest trade there is. Nothing in history can come close to its antiquity. Among the trades of men it is older than fire. True stonemasonry is held together not by mortar but by gravity. The center piece is held in place by God. In these lands, in latter-day, there was the invention of cement, and now in these times stonemasonry is vanishing, and was once enacted by the modern drama featuring the break-down of a poor stonemason family, which mirrors the disappearing of the act of stone-craft itself.
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