Tuesday, 30 August 2016

Storyboard 2;

It was a sandstorm that blew across the open plains of the desert. The nomadic men were herding camels through the sand looking for a place to rest and set up their tents for the night. Here they sat smoking shies a pipes and playing dice of an evening passing time as their journey was plotted along the astronomical patterns in the sky. The men sat around the fire listening to a preacher with a stick marked fire hearth warming their nomadic clothes.

The skies were bright at night and brought a gleam down around the desert to bring warmth to the people. They spied a mineral mine capable of bringing great wealth to the colony. Indeed fundamentally although not literally the desert was a vast expanse which had oil and could bring wealth to the people. In reality however the mood among the nomads was an uneasy calm because they felt a long pilgrimage across the desert would allow time to Pacify thoughts of growing hunger with the belief in the relieving powers of a water mirage.

Many factors went into the tribes growing desire for expansion, one being the very true and logical assumption that without a supply of water they could die of thirst. Travelling the great expanse of the desert the nomads were akin to modern day explorers facing daily dangers of heat exhaustion similar to any equivalent danger of death faced by modern day mountaineers.

They knew they had the power to read astrological patterns in the sky and reflect back ancestor all roots via stars and smoke signs. The nomads feared and respected the sun in equal measure as bringer of drought and prosperity in equal measure. They respected the sun gods of ancient times a pagan belief structure that although has no validity in the modern Christian church has great philosophical and epistemological debating strength.

In truth the tribe were tired and divided. Unable to reach consensus on what to do next and desperate to find a use for mineral resources which if they could find a use for them could bring prosperity to the tribe for a generation to come. And so the elders of the tribe decided on the middle ground, to set up a permanent base 5km from the mineral mine and insure continued stability.




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