GGJ04-183

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Chapter 183 - The curse of the excessive culture of the Egyptians.

183,1. (Oubratouvishar:) “In front of this palace there stood two enormously large columns or obelisks which were completely freestanding and which were inscribed on every facet with a multitude of symbols, figures and writings; in front of the large hall with many columns, two similar obelisks had also been erected.

183,2. Hesitantly we entered the proconsul’s house and had to walk for some time before we reached the living quarters. However it was so marvellously beautiful in these rooms that we were left completely speechless.

183,3. In my mind I compared my miserable hut at home with this residence and said to myself: ‘Why are we black people so amazingly deficient in our knowledge and our cognition? Why are we unable to construct buildings like these? Why are we still not familiar with the production of metals? We still have no cutting tools other than those, which we bartered from the Egyptians in exchange for our raw produce from nature! How primitive our looms are and how badly finished our clothes! In our community there is no spirit, no talent, no zeal; we are scarcely on a slightly higher plane than our apes!’

183,4. When I was lost in these thoughts, my heart was breaking and I started to weep saying loudly: ‘Oh why are we black people not just animal beings who can neither think nor experience any feelings?! What marvellous things true human beings, the true gods of the earth, can create, while we negroes who are half man and half animal can do nothing which is comparable! Yet we are still obliged to feel strongly about all these things of beauty which true humans have created!’

183,5. The proconsul then said to me: ‘Think nothing of all that! We already have grey hair and these marvellous treasures can no longer fill us with joy as we have already lived too long. You , however, are still children at the peak of your strength, constantly and increasingly possessed by your emerging enthusiasms. Our lives in this world are already at an end, our laurel crowns lie withering in the pit of oblivion, our palaces are collapsing and our current level of knowledge and cognition is worse than abysmal. Here we have a few smiths and a few weavers left but all our technological requirements have to be met either from Rome or from Greece.

183,6. It is true that a few thousand years ago, more gods were living in this country than human beings and structures were erected, the ruins of which will always continue to amaze new arrivals on this earth! What we currently produce, however, can only be classed as destruction, both in physical and spiritual terms. You on the other hand are still an unspoiled, primordially developed, young, strong nation, still able to think and have your ambitions. You therefore have the opportunity for your works to outshine those produced by the people of this country and therefore to become greater than they ever were.

183,7. However, if you wish as people to live very happily on this earth, retain your old-fashioned simplicity! Firstly it will cost you little trouble and little work and, secondly, you only have very few needs imposed by nature and these are easily covered. Your cattle breeding on the rich grasslands bring you few worries or problems, while your agriculture, which you only work at on a very limited scale, does not count for anything and even your clothes are simple and easy to produce. You therefore need only very little time to meet your physical needs and you can therefore devote yourselves increasingly, even exclusively to spiritual matters! Look here, this is much more valuable than building these palaces with blood and sweat at the cost of a hundred thousand times a hundred thousand human lives, just so that time, the tooth of destruction, will have thousands of years to gnaw on it!

183,8. Finally, what is an artificial heap of rocks piled on top of each other, compared with just one blade of grass, created by the great spirit of God? I say to you: nothing! Every blade of grass, every tree is a building constructed by God, grown out of the dear earth without our input of trouble or work, which then within a short time refreshes our palate with the sweet taste of a fruit. Compare the trouble and the enormous effort which a people invest in a palace! What is it that they gain from it afterwards, when their work has been completed after many bloody years? Nothing except wretched nourishment to increase their vanity, or to awaken jealousy in other foreign nations which will lead in time to war and all kinds of persecution!

183,9. My dear black friend, this is truly the wretched fate of my people, who were so stupid as to cover their most beautiful and most fertile grasslands with these lifeless palaces, which otherwise would have supported many hundred thousands of very fertile trees ready to drop their noble fruit into the laps of the people living in very simple huts! Just consider that on the land on which this city is build, ten thousand people together with their large herds could easily find enough space to live. On the contrary however, a hundred thousand people currently live within these damaged walls! What a life most of them lead!

183,10. Previously, as history teaches us, this land was a bread basket from which, in a time of need, foreign nations were supplied with bread, while nowadays we often have to bring in our grain from far-away countries and peoples! Our herds are in a terrible condition. Thousands of people in a city like this do not work at all for their pittance of gold and silver. They drift around idly day after day, keep company with venal prostitutes and often speak to them in an uncouth animal-like way. This behaviour inevitably causes a great deal of illness - something of which you have no experience. During the day, while the sun shines, you will see this large city completed lacking in people and it is only when the cooler night air has arrived that they emerge from their artificial cave dwellings like predatory animals and entertain themselves in any way that pleases them. These are, you simple son of true nature, the blessings which the people have gleaned from their great culture of building with stones!’”

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