I was watching part of a documentary last night, where a man is walking the full length of the Nile, from its source in central Africa all the way until it meets the sea at the coast of Egypt.
Last night we saw him in war torn southern Sudan. Carnage, suspicion, torture, murder. He manages to muddle through the lines of suspicious authorities. Is severely interrogated by war weary soldiers but moves on his way upriver into the north of the country.
He encounters a tribe who live on one of the many deltas of the Nile. They are cattle keepers. Their currency is their cattle and they treat them like children, rubbing dried dung into their boney backs constantly to keep mosquitoes from bothering their prized possessions.
They tribesmen smile constantly, and grumpy people are expelled from the village.
He is invited to stay a couple of days with these people and it’s amazing to see the contrast of living experiences. These people are predominantly happy and seemingly oblivious to the destruction that is being waged in the greater country. Maybe they have chosen to ignore it.
They believe their cows bring them closer to God and they treat them such.
I would have loved to have known if they created Art and what that Art was like, but sadly that question went unanswered. It would have been refreshing to have seen it, because I’m sure they do.
Granted, few swift keystrokes into Google would reveal the answer, maybe not the definitive answer but an answer nonetheless, but it would have been nice to have seen it on camera when our intrepid explorer was amongst them.
Maybe next time.
As for this side of the world? There is art to be readily revealed and easily accessible by clicking here.
The week is off and running.
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