“The environment was harsh. The food was basic. The drinks… tasteless! I started cursing myself for my stupidity and wanted to go back, but my passion for adventure was becoming an obsession.
“Three weeks out I encountered a seemingly unsurmountable obstacle. An untamed river with black torrents of sure death obstructing my path. It appeared too risky to cross and I would have to continue on foot – but my mental drive disagreed. It would be dangerous, but I slid a hollowed log into the dark rapid water and disaster struck almost immediately as I lost control, flipped and headed toward the unforgiving waterfall. At the end of what seemed like an eternity, I was thrown over the abyss.
“I”m not sure how I survived, but eventually I landed on the shore, hoping to escape what lay behind me. “What was it all for?” I thought. Shaking the memories like sand from my sandals, I moved forward, with no particular direction, but a definite goal in mind. Something new, something old. Something I had been missing. Something… forbidden. After what seemed like weeks of exploring the deep tropical forest, I stumbled upon it. Standing like ancestral god before me, there it was - the answer to all of my prayers…”
– Excerpt, Unknown Journal, 1959
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