How I began to question cannibalism.
Created | Updated Feb 10, 2002
Awhile back, I was studying the Old Testament portion of the Bible. I was working on the Ark of the Covenant. I inched along, and finally got to 2 Kings Chapter 6. I was reading along, and all at once, women were boiling and eating their own babies. I was shocked. Nothing had prepared me for this.
I figured I must have missed something. After all, that woman took it to the wall. That’s like calling the police. She demanded the other baby be brought out so she could eat it.
I went back to the beginning to look for any evidence of cannibalism. This is what happened. I swear.
I started reading Genesis from the beginning. The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. What if they made a mistake and it wasn’t a tree? Only humans know good and evil on this planet. What if Adam mixed up nouns and called people trees by mistake? That would explain why we call our body a trunk and our arms and legs limbs. Hmmm. These questions came flooding into my head.
The fruit of this tree would be a baby. If Adam and Eve ate a baby, that would be a sin worth getting kicked out of the garden for. And God said if you eat it you will die. Well, your race will die out very quickly if you eat the kids. Is that what He meant?
Very soon it says ‘flesh of my flesh’ about Eve. That sounded weirder now. I kept reading. Next, God tells the seraph he must eat dust. But a few sentences later, God says Adam is dust. That seemed weird now, too. Was that an invitation for the Seraph Tribe to eat the Adam Tribe?
I kept reading. Cain and Abel. Cainabel. Cannibal? That was a shock. But as the thought crossed my mind, I instantly disregarded it. First of all, if there were cannibals in the Bible, somebody else would already know. It’s been a long time.
So I closed the Bible. I figured that I must be the one making the error. I’m reading cannibalism into the Bible when it isn’t really there. That’s what I was thinking when I put the Bible down to take a rest from it.
So a bit later, I decided to read for fun. I got my ‘American Indian Myths and Legends’ by Erdoes and Ortiz. I opened it to a random page, as always, and went to the beginning of that story and began to read. That day, I opened to The Hopi Boy and The Sun, a Hopi Legend.
The Hopi boy is searching for his father. The Hopi boy jumps in a log to escape a rain storm. It rained for four days and four nights. It made me think of forty days and forty nights. The boy was rescued by a rattlesnake woman. Reminded me of the Seraph often translated as serpent. She helped the Hopi boy and took him back to her village. Later they make a tent of rattlesnake skins and puts it on the water. A boat? Called a tent? Hmmm. I must remember to question of the Bible mixes up tents and boats.
So the Hopi Boy finally gets to his father, the Sun. He rides with him through the sky. Then they looked down, and they saw the People who cover themselves with their ears when they sleep. Some birds were dropping ‘bird droppings’ on the people and it was killing them. The Hopi boy went down and killed the birds and roasted them on a stick, and ate them. The people said ‘Look how the Hopi boy kills and eats the Lakota Indians.’
The story got really interesting at that point. I perked right up and read on.
So he traveled a bit farther with his father and they saw some wheat. The people were chopping down the wheat and the boy didn’t like it. So he jumps down and eats some more people. The story tells it better, but this is what it means.
Then he calls people corn mush. He asks the onlookers to come eat the corn mush with him. They say no, they are not cannibals and they don’t eat Apache Warriors. He said, this isn’t an Apache Warrior, it’s corn mush.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. It said this boy was a cannibal because he was calling things the wrong names. I had just disregarded that very same thing.
Not only that, if you mix up people with wheat, you stone people instead of wheat. They stone people in the Bible.
I got very freaked out at that point. I just quit reading.
The next day, I couldn’t get it out of my mind, so I looked up cannibalism. I found that it was not uncommon. Our biggest taboo was not uncommon. In the Republic, Er tells of the drawer of the first lot, who was fated to eat his own children.
I already knew Plato advocated burning books and lying to the children to change the truth. I realized then, that if the cannibalism were a fact, then that was a reason to change history. After all, if you are starving and you read the history books and it says your Grandfather cured starvation with cannibalism, then you might be willing to do so yourself.
If they did erase cannibalism from the accepted version of history, that would explain why nobody put it all together.
We expect that they didn’t lie. We expect that they told us the truth. We expect that if our ancestors were cannibals and had skeletons in their closets, that we would already know this.
So things like ‘skeletons in the closet’ began to have new meanings. Paying an arm and a leg is different, too.
But the clincher came when I reread the New Testament. ‘Eat my body and drink my blood as a remembrance’. Excuse me.
I had always just accepted the sacrament. When I was little and went to a Catholic Mass, the wafer and wine didn’t taste like blood. I remembered that. But the fact is, they used to preach that it changed in your mouth. They preached that people were actually cannibalising Jesus.
This might be very important.
The Dead Sea Scrolls is and enigmatic group of writings. They speak of a sin, but don’t elaborate. Well, if the law stated you couldn’t mention the sin, it’s best not to.
So what if there were Good Hebrews and Bad Hebrews. The Good ones said, oh no. We didn’t mean to do anything wrong. The book said to do it, see.
Jesus said, yes, you made an error. You must be punished, but we won’t kill you if you promise to be good. They said yes. Jesus asked them to carry the encoded Torah wherever they were sent. They said okay.
Then they worried. What about in the last days when the truth comes out. What then?
Jesus said, don’t worry, I’ve got it covered. I’m going to have them ceremoniously eat me for the next couple of thousand years. They’ll do it with a smile. No questions asked. So in the last days when they find out you made a mistake, I’ll get to remind them that they did it on purpose.
‘But You told them to’ they’ll say.
‘Yep, and they went right along with it, never a concern, never a doubt that it was a disgusting remembrance.’
I’m not positive, but I’m as sure as I can be. And it started with the weird coincidence of closing the Bible, sure I was wrong, only to open the Indian Myths to the exact same subject and the explanation of which mistakes occurred.
Oh, yeah, the people who cover themselves with their ears when they sleep? Birds. The wings are the ‘ears’.
After awhile, I realized that a Native American Myth had ties to the Old World. So I got very serious about the ‘American Indian Myths and Legends’ book. I made a detailed study. I was shocked.
First of all, in more than one story, from more than one tribe, there is the remembrance that ‘long ago, men knew they had to eat deer to survive. But they were stupid and they mixed up deer and men and ate men by mistake. There are horror stories of witches who pray upon lost wanderers.
But another story caught my attention. The Kachina Story says that the Kachina Gods came from across the big water and told the elders which stories to tell, which dances to dance and which sand paintings to paint.
Well, the dances look Tibetan, and the Navajo language is very close to Tibetan. That is a weird coincidence. And the sand paintings of the corn people bring to mind the corn mush people. But it’s the stories. They told them what stories to tell.
What’s up with that? Well, what if ‘the leaders’, the ones who changed history, wanted an oral key hidden across the ocean? They were just about to burn their books. What if they saved critical info in the stories?
What if the story of the Hopi Boy was never a Hopi Myth at all? What if the Kachinas came and replaced their stories with new ones, admonishing that they NEVER DO WHAT THE STORIES SAY. SAY THOSE OLD TIMERS WERE STUPID, SO NOBODY EVER DOES ANY OF THESE THINGS.
But maybe some Tribes did do what the stories told. The most savage acts of the Native Americans may have been planted in them by the stories. The same stories that were banned from the Old World so they wouldn’t be repeated.
Now, let’s bring in the Catholics. I think the entire religion was set up for the masses, and they were just supposed to be spies. They are allowed to forgive almost anything. And if you don’t tell the priest the truth, you will burn in hell after you die. I think they were just making sure cannibalism didn’t resurface. They had a checklist of things that were never allowed to be talked about, to make sure cannibalism never resurfaced.
So the Catholics get to the new world. They run into the South Americans, who brought their writing system, and their cannibalism and human sacrifice, from the Old World, to the New World, before the RE Structuring, RE Publicing and RE Legioning.
So they found the South Americans doing everything they were told to watch out for. And the North Americans were either doing bad things or telling bad stories. They did exactly what the Republic says. They burned and killed the truth again, but with an interesting difference. They don’t seem to remember anymore. I’d love to ask the Pope if he knows.
So anyway, the Good Natives who were just telling the stories and not doing the bad things, were punished as if they were doing the bad things. Between the Catholics and the ‘Uniting States’ they were trampled. Thank God for Indian Gaming and surprise mineral rights.
Anyway, what do you think?
I figured I must have missed something. After all, that woman took it to the wall. That’s like calling the police. She demanded the other baby be brought out so she could eat it.
I went back to the beginning to look for any evidence of cannibalism. This is what happened. I swear.
I started reading Genesis from the beginning. The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. What if they made a mistake and it wasn’t a tree? Only humans know good and evil on this planet. What if Adam mixed up nouns and called people trees by mistake? That would explain why we call our body a trunk and our arms and legs limbs. Hmmm. These questions came flooding into my head.
The fruit of this tree would be a baby. If Adam and Eve ate a baby, that would be a sin worth getting kicked out of the garden for. And God said if you eat it you will die. Well, your race will die out very quickly if you eat the kids. Is that what He meant?
Very soon it says ‘flesh of my flesh’ about Eve. That sounded weirder now. I kept reading. Next, God tells the seraph he must eat dust. But a few sentences later, God says Adam is dust. That seemed weird now, too. Was that an invitation for the Seraph Tribe to eat the Adam Tribe?
I kept reading. Cain and Abel. Cainabel. Cannibal? That was a shock. But as the thought crossed my mind, I instantly disregarded it. First of all, if there were cannibals in the Bible, somebody else would already know. It’s been a long time.
So I closed the Bible. I figured that I must be the one making the error. I’m reading cannibalism into the Bible when it isn’t really there. That’s what I was thinking when I put the Bible down to take a rest from it.
So a bit later, I decided to read for fun. I got my ‘American Indian Myths and Legends’ by Erdoes and Ortiz. I opened it to a random page, as always, and went to the beginning of that story and began to read. That day, I opened to The Hopi Boy and The Sun, a Hopi Legend.
The Hopi boy is searching for his father. The Hopi boy jumps in a log to escape a rain storm. It rained for four days and four nights. It made me think of forty days and forty nights. The boy was rescued by a rattlesnake woman. Reminded me of the Seraph often translated as serpent. She helped the Hopi boy and took him back to her village. Later they make a tent of rattlesnake skins and puts it on the water. A boat? Called a tent? Hmmm. I must remember to question of the Bible mixes up tents and boats.
So the Hopi Boy finally gets to his father, the Sun. He rides with him through the sky. Then they looked down, and they saw the People who cover themselves with their ears when they sleep. Some birds were dropping ‘bird droppings’ on the people and it was killing them. The Hopi boy went down and killed the birds and roasted them on a stick, and ate them. The people said ‘Look how the Hopi boy kills and eats the Lakota Indians.’
The story got really interesting at that point. I perked right up and read on.
So he traveled a bit farther with his father and they saw some wheat. The people were chopping down the wheat and the boy didn’t like it. So he jumps down and eats some more people. The story tells it better, but this is what it means.
Then he calls people corn mush. He asks the onlookers to come eat the corn mush with him. They say no, they are not cannibals and they don’t eat Apache Warriors. He said, this isn’t an Apache Warrior, it’s corn mush.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. It said this boy was a cannibal because he was calling things the wrong names. I had just disregarded that very same thing.
Not only that, if you mix up people with wheat, you stone people instead of wheat. They stone people in the Bible.
I got very freaked out at that point. I just quit reading.
The next day, I couldn’t get it out of my mind, so I looked up cannibalism. I found that it was not uncommon. Our biggest taboo was not uncommon. In the Republic, Er tells of the drawer of the first lot, who was fated to eat his own children.
I already knew Plato advocated burning books and lying to the children to change the truth. I realized then, that if the cannibalism were a fact, then that was a reason to change history. After all, if you are starving and you read the history books and it says your Grandfather cured starvation with cannibalism, then you might be willing to do so yourself.
If they did erase cannibalism from the accepted version of history, that would explain why nobody put it all together.
We expect that they didn’t lie. We expect that they told us the truth. We expect that if our ancestors were cannibals and had skeletons in their closets, that we would already know this.
So things like ‘skeletons in the closet’ began to have new meanings. Paying an arm and a leg is different, too.
But the clincher came when I reread the New Testament. ‘Eat my body and drink my blood as a remembrance’. Excuse me.
I had always just accepted the sacrament. When I was little and went to a Catholic Mass, the wafer and wine didn’t taste like blood. I remembered that. But the fact is, they used to preach that it changed in your mouth. They preached that people were actually cannibalising Jesus.
This might be very important.
The Dead Sea Scrolls is and enigmatic group of writings. They speak of a sin, but don’t elaborate. Well, if the law stated you couldn’t mention the sin, it’s best not to.
So what if there were Good Hebrews and Bad Hebrews. The Good ones said, oh no. We didn’t mean to do anything wrong. The book said to do it, see.
Jesus said, yes, you made an error. You must be punished, but we won’t kill you if you promise to be good. They said yes. Jesus asked them to carry the encoded Torah wherever they were sent. They said okay.
Then they worried. What about in the last days when the truth comes out. What then?
Jesus said, don’t worry, I’ve got it covered. I’m going to have them ceremoniously eat me for the next couple of thousand years. They’ll do it with a smile. No questions asked. So in the last days when they find out you made a mistake, I’ll get to remind them that they did it on purpose.
‘But You told them to’ they’ll say.
‘Yep, and they went right along with it, never a concern, never a doubt that it was a disgusting remembrance.’
I’m not positive, but I’m as sure as I can be. And it started with the weird coincidence of closing the Bible, sure I was wrong, only to open the Indian Myths to the exact same subject and the explanation of which mistakes occurred.
Oh, yeah, the people who cover themselves with their ears when they sleep? Birds. The wings are the ‘ears’.
After awhile, I realized that a Native American Myth had ties to the Old World. So I got very serious about the ‘American Indian Myths and Legends’ book. I made a detailed study. I was shocked.
First of all, in more than one story, from more than one tribe, there is the remembrance that ‘long ago, men knew they had to eat deer to survive. But they were stupid and they mixed up deer and men and ate men by mistake. There are horror stories of witches who pray upon lost wanderers.
But another story caught my attention. The Kachina Story says that the Kachina Gods came from across the big water and told the elders which stories to tell, which dances to dance and which sand paintings to paint.
Well, the dances look Tibetan, and the Navajo language is very close to Tibetan. That is a weird coincidence. And the sand paintings of the corn people bring to mind the corn mush people. But it’s the stories. They told them what stories to tell.
What’s up with that? Well, what if ‘the leaders’, the ones who changed history, wanted an oral key hidden across the ocean? They were just about to burn their books. What if they saved critical info in the stories?
What if the story of the Hopi Boy was never a Hopi Myth at all? What if the Kachinas came and replaced their stories with new ones, admonishing that they NEVER DO WHAT THE STORIES SAY. SAY THOSE OLD TIMERS WERE STUPID, SO NOBODY EVER DOES ANY OF THESE THINGS.
But maybe some Tribes did do what the stories told. The most savage acts of the Native Americans may have been planted in them by the stories. The same stories that were banned from the Old World so they wouldn’t be repeated.
Now, let’s bring in the Catholics. I think the entire religion was set up for the masses, and they were just supposed to be spies. They are allowed to forgive almost anything. And if you don’t tell the priest the truth, you will burn in hell after you die. I think they were just making sure cannibalism didn’t resurface. They had a checklist of things that were never allowed to be talked about, to make sure cannibalism never resurfaced.
So the Catholics get to the new world. They run into the South Americans, who brought their writing system, and their cannibalism and human sacrifice, from the Old World, to the New World, before the RE Structuring, RE Publicing and RE Legioning.
So they found the South Americans doing everything they were told to watch out for. And the North Americans were either doing bad things or telling bad stories. They did exactly what the Republic says. They burned and killed the truth again, but with an interesting difference. They don’t seem to remember anymore. I’d love to ask the Pope if he knows.
So anyway, the Good Natives who were just telling the stories and not doing the bad things, were punished as if they were doing the bad things. Between the Catholics and the ‘Uniting States’ they were trampled. Thank God for Indian Gaming and surprise mineral rights.
Anyway, what do you think?
