The water flows gently over the stones that lie in the stream, the gurgling and trickling sounds that fill the air are soothing to my mind and senses. But, it always has been even since I was a child. no matter where I ended up in life I always had some form of water near me, though I do favor the waterfalls, that is a place where I could easily lose myself to things and places not known or not seen by many.
As I sit here I let my fingers move thru the ground, it is quiet as no one is yet down here by the stream. I like when it is quiet, I can listen to much and see what the skies will show me. They have shown glimpses of much lately but these are things not unknown to us. Though there are puzzles and riddles within the song of the elements. Almost as if they to await to see what will happen.
I have many questions in my mind, and many thoughts. None of which I will share with anyone right now, nor will I write them, that way no one can accidentally find it and think they know my thoughts and mind, only one has that ability and he remains out on an extended patrol searching for Fonce. He is long overdue in returning and now I begin to worry. I have not had a sign or anything of how things go. Though I know he still lives I can feel his heartbeat it is still one with the plains. Something delays his return. I know there is a reason but what I am not sure, I do not think he has found Fonce or he would have sent word on if he found him alive or one with the skies.
The elders and I have spoken of things since the move that have occurred, this is what happens when you toss tradition and old ways aside, the move to this camp was done without the readings of the spex, though we had heard a few try to speak,of it was the spex that did not do as they should, namely slaves whose opinions do not matter in such important events, they forget their place these girls. But then whose fault is that, I do not see warriors taking them in hand and training them as they should instead I see them being coddled like the silkies of the cities, and that is what we have now, weak silkies that rule the warriors not the warriors being the masters. That is the consensus of many. And when that many think the same, then we know there is something to it.. Just as some of our free women become slaves then free then slaves and go back and forth as if this is convenience, why so they can fur a man? I do not understand this, either you are free or you are slave you can not swing back and forth between the two. And these obsessions of men as of late are also not right, have we been infiltrated by some virus that weakens the mind and soul of the people? I have never seen such things as I have, and I have to shake my head, and yet many wonder why I have been away from the fires. Just look around you will see, and I sure am not saying anything again, last time I did a warrior put the wants and needs and feelings of property before not only a free woman but one is and elder of this tribe. Oh, no, I got my ass handed to me, I will not speak of things ever again.
Time will tell if the Tuchuk's will once more become Tuchuk and not some dweller chuks as we have been forced into being. The fact is the spex do things in their time when the signs and other things reveal it is time. We do not rush for anyone. We do it right and we do not ever indulge in the whims of slaves and what they think they know, truth is if they knew anything, most would be afraid to piss off a spex. But those were the old days when we had respect and fear. These ones out there now they do not even know our ways, traditions or even the ways of their own clan. So how can they fear the spex or even the black mask, I find it ridiculous how the black mask suddenly are guards to women, why in the name of the skies would a Tuchuk woman have guards on the plains, that is just utterly ridiculous, and they sure wouldn't baby sit a woman, they are to protect the Ubar. Not be social to people, used to be if you saw one, you felt fear because all knew why one was there. Not any more. And it is not just the young ones, some of these so called elders have fallen into the lazy ways of the citified Tuchuk. Though they speak loudly of the ways of the Tuchuk, if they walked the talk they wouldn't be speaking so loudly. Very few know my thoughts on these things and I will not openly share them, no, after the last few times, I keep my tongue in my head now . I bear the scars of the ridicule and disrespect shown and I am a tuchuk I never forget.
The events after the move, the strange storms that never occur in such intensity, the disappearance of the Ubar as if plucked from the plains embrace, and all the problems after. If people really paid attention they would see the havoc caused for going against the clan and not waiting for the readings, Tuchuk's used to be superstitious and fearsome, where has that gone?
The question is.. will the fearsome Tuchuk return or will we remain the laughing stock of Gor that we have become because of a few. Tuchuk's always were harsh, killed strangers on sight if they chose, we never needed to give reason. We never scarred outsiders, nor did we play patty cake with prospects. Prospects and unscarred warriors were treated harshly, tested and pushed to the limit to prove themselves. This was done because of what it takes to survive out here on the harsh vast beauty of the plains, in one ihn, you can die. We cant afford weak soft people in the tribe, this was designed also to ensure the tribe was cohesiv and strong. The tribe used to have a say in the goings on of the tribe, we voted on who was made tribe, and major decisions, when that was taken away to allow the will of only one person be more important than the will of the tribe, we lost much. The ways of Tribe first has been long tossed aside. It has always been Tribe first, Clan then family and when you fall from this, you break traditions and the basic foundation of the Tuchuk.
I recall when warriors fought various enemies of how we women formed a second line of defense, and we used our weapons to destroy those that got past our warriors, women now, they just tuck their skirts and run and hide, I recall the days of loyalty, trust, courage and honor among both men, women and even slaves. Those days are gone. And have been gone for many turnings, it is not something new as some would like to place the blame in various places. They should begin at looking at themselves as well.
I have for some time stayed away from the main fires, because I know I stand on that line of.. Do I walk away or do I stay. I wait to see what will happen, I do know if the Tuchuk remain as they are now. I will leave this tribe and find another, one where the ways of Tuchuk's are followed. Too many envars have passed that I have watched the decline of the people. Too long have I watched elders being ridiculed for our ways. Change always come, but change never ever touches the foundations of the basic principles and knowledge of the people. Next you will be seeing women with scars and being of the black masks. Neither of which has ever been allowed. Next we will be allowing unscarred warriors to own slaves, wagons and mate,neither of which has ever been allowed. Will we see our women drunk at the fires and dancing like sluts as well? Or will such sluts then be running the tribe.
But wait , that already has happened . . and continues to happen.
As I sit here I let my fingers move thru the ground, it is quiet as no one is yet down here by the stream. I like when it is quiet, I can listen to much and see what the skies will show me. They have shown glimpses of much lately but these are things not unknown to us. Though there are puzzles and riddles within the song of the elements. Almost as if they to await to see what will happen.
I have many questions in my mind, and many thoughts. None of which I will share with anyone right now, nor will I write them, that way no one can accidentally find it and think they know my thoughts and mind, only one has that ability and he remains out on an extended patrol searching for Fonce. He is long overdue in returning and now I begin to worry. I have not had a sign or anything of how things go. Though I know he still lives I can feel his heartbeat it is still one with the plains. Something delays his return. I know there is a reason but what I am not sure, I do not think he has found Fonce or he would have sent word on if he found him alive or one with the skies.
The elders and I have spoken of things since the move that have occurred, this is what happens when you toss tradition and old ways aside, the move to this camp was done without the readings of the spex, though we had heard a few try to speak,of it was the spex that did not do as they should, namely slaves whose opinions do not matter in such important events, they forget their place these girls. But then whose fault is that, I do not see warriors taking them in hand and training them as they should instead I see them being coddled like the silkies of the cities, and that is what we have now, weak silkies that rule the warriors not the warriors being the masters. That is the consensus of many. And when that many think the same, then we know there is something to it.. Just as some of our free women become slaves then free then slaves and go back and forth as if this is convenience, why so they can fur a man? I do not understand this, either you are free or you are slave you can not swing back and forth between the two. And these obsessions of men as of late are also not right, have we been infiltrated by some virus that weakens the mind and soul of the people? I have never seen such things as I have, and I have to shake my head, and yet many wonder why I have been away from the fires. Just look around you will see, and I sure am not saying anything again, last time I did a warrior put the wants and needs and feelings of property before not only a free woman but one is and elder of this tribe. Oh, no, I got my ass handed to me, I will not speak of things ever again.
Time will tell if the Tuchuk's will once more become Tuchuk and not some dweller chuks as we have been forced into being. The fact is the spex do things in their time when the signs and other things reveal it is time. We do not rush for anyone. We do it right and we do not ever indulge in the whims of slaves and what they think they know, truth is if they knew anything, most would be afraid to piss off a spex. But those were the old days when we had respect and fear. These ones out there now they do not even know our ways, traditions or even the ways of their own clan. So how can they fear the spex or even the black mask, I find it ridiculous how the black mask suddenly are guards to women, why in the name of the skies would a Tuchuk woman have guards on the plains, that is just utterly ridiculous, and they sure wouldn't baby sit a woman, they are to protect the Ubar. Not be social to people, used to be if you saw one, you felt fear because all knew why one was there. Not any more. And it is not just the young ones, some of these so called elders have fallen into the lazy ways of the citified Tuchuk. Though they speak loudly of the ways of the Tuchuk, if they walked the talk they wouldn't be speaking so loudly. Very few know my thoughts on these things and I will not openly share them, no, after the last few times, I keep my tongue in my head now . I bear the scars of the ridicule and disrespect shown and I am a tuchuk I never forget.
The events after the move, the strange storms that never occur in such intensity, the disappearance of the Ubar as if plucked from the plains embrace, and all the problems after. If people really paid attention they would see the havoc caused for going against the clan and not waiting for the readings, Tuchuk's used to be superstitious and fearsome, where has that gone?
The question is.. will the fearsome Tuchuk return or will we remain the laughing stock of Gor that we have become because of a few. Tuchuk's always were harsh, killed strangers on sight if they chose, we never needed to give reason. We never scarred outsiders, nor did we play patty cake with prospects. Prospects and unscarred warriors were treated harshly, tested and pushed to the limit to prove themselves. This was done because of what it takes to survive out here on the harsh vast beauty of the plains, in one ihn, you can die. We cant afford weak soft people in the tribe, this was designed also to ensure the tribe was cohesiv and strong. The tribe used to have a say in the goings on of the tribe, we voted on who was made tribe, and major decisions, when that was taken away to allow the will of only one person be more important than the will of the tribe, we lost much. The ways of Tribe first has been long tossed aside. It has always been Tribe first, Clan then family and when you fall from this, you break traditions and the basic foundation of the Tuchuk.
I recall when warriors fought various enemies of how we women formed a second line of defense, and we used our weapons to destroy those that got past our warriors, women now, they just tuck their skirts and run and hide, I recall the days of loyalty, trust, courage and honor among both men, women and even slaves. Those days are gone. And have been gone for many turnings, it is not something new as some would like to place the blame in various places. They should begin at looking at themselves as well.
I have for some time stayed away from the main fires, because I know I stand on that line of.. Do I walk away or do I stay. I wait to see what will happen, I do know if the Tuchuk remain as they are now. I will leave this tribe and find another, one where the ways of Tuchuk's are followed. Too many envars have passed that I have watched the decline of the people. Too long have I watched elders being ridiculed for our ways. Change always come, but change never ever touches the foundations of the basic principles and knowledge of the people. Next you will be seeing women with scars and being of the black masks. Neither of which has ever been allowed. Next we will be allowing unscarred warriors to own slaves, wagons and mate,neither of which has ever been allowed. Will we see our women drunk at the fires and dancing like sluts as well? Or will such sluts then be running the tribe.
But wait , that already has happened . . and continues to happen.
