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For all of you who want to be included in the drawing for a sample: One comment is sufficient to be in for the rest of the story! But you must hurry up, as this story comes to an end, soon.

….and we continue:
The cult of the sand was founded by a student of the great Bladubo. He was wandering the desert in search of enlightening and after may days of fasting he had a vision. One day in the evening, with the sun just hiding behind the horizon on his way marching around the mountain, he saw the contours of a huge sand mountain. He marched through bright yellow sand towards the sand mountain. And when the last sunlight was gone, he was still far away from this huge pile of sand and he sank down. There, in the yellow sand of the desert, he saw a little beetle, crawling out of the sand. He asked the little animal where it comes from and the beetle said: ” I come from the sand, like everything else in this world! “Totally exhausted the wanderer fell asleep and had a most beautiful dream, in which the desert sand was forming beautiful things and it gave even birth to creatures such as camels and goats.

This vision was  at the very heart of the sand cult; it was soon to be called the happy beetle encounter by the villagers: The sand as being the almighty source of everything.

Indeed, this cult could unite different philosophies. The holy mountain was basically made of sand, and this could be proved by hitting two stones together, really hard, thus producing…..sand! It was not the mountain that was holy, but rather the sand forming the mountain. And the cult of the big emptiness was there, too: Nothing that you build with sand remains and lasts. All things are just transient, are creations of the sand. Eternity was big pile of sand.
And even the cult of the Naked Camel could -with some imagination - be reduced to the sandy ideas: In this line of believing, the Naked Camel was to be understood as reminder in the sand and that sand can give all things a new form. And like sand polishes everything, the Naked Camel was naked and all shiny.

Although it took a while until the cult of the sand established itself in old and new Bankonupatut, it was a winning cult! Even the sand students celebrating half naked their weekly sand rituals could not stop the villagers from joining in. They would meet at a sandy spot, form a happy circle and a chosen preacher would talk about the sand; about the times when man and sand were united. The people back then were happy, and lived in harmony with the sand. Following the  story, the villagers and the teachers would then unite again with the sand and eat a handful of sand, symbolizing this new closeness to their roots.

Eating sand was at first strange for some villagers. But after a while it became obvious that those following the cult and eating sand once a week were happy, and showed confidence that the sand will look after them. The cirlce of sand eaters grew weekly and soon, the villages were truly fascinated by the sand.

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Advent calender story
This blog brings you an advent story, developing day after day, from December 1- 24. And like with an advent calender, you get a chance -every day- to win your sample(s) of my newest baby, Incense extrĂŞme (which will be available in shops end January 2008). You want to be entered in the drawing? -> Just leave a little comment that you want to be included once. No need to comment daily. Every day I will pick a happy winner from all comments! hurry up as this story comes to an end, soon.

This entry was posted on Saturday, December 22nd, 2007 at 7:53 am and is filed under Uncategorized. Your comment is highly welcome, please join the discussion!