I'm terribly embarrassed because, you know, I've actually been repressing it. It hit me two months ago, I started digging around, and I spent the inter-holiday period [in 2023] actually sitting at the computer, searching for things, because it's been nagging at me.
I saw something, but what? Who was it? What a terrible situation these people must have been in if they took the risk, and she approached? And he approached as a male. So, some kind of herd behavior—he was protecting the female. This is very, very social, very civilized behavior. How about African tribes, where people laugh that, oh, letting women go first is such a beautiful custom—never in my life! Letting women go first in African tribes was a way to protect the warriors, because the woman would die first—the one who was less worthy and unable to carry a weapon, and who would shield the warriors with her body. This is a battle custom of African tribes, and it's not at all culturally pleasing. And here he was clearly protecting.
- I understand that you did not notice anything special in your surroundings, any change?
No, except that whenever we had nonverbal contact, it was as if the world around me went silent. When he spoke to me, when he uttered those words— don't beat your feet, give me food, we're hungry —I heard those messages constantly, when we looked into each other's eyes, and then I understood them. However, when he lowered his eyes, it was just mumbling, a sort of meaningless humming—that's how I put it.
- If I understand correctly, when he spoke, this being communicated with you, everything around him became silent, and when he stopped speaking, everything returned to normal.
Yes. [When the persona stopped speaking,] you could hear the normal sound of the wind, a bird chirping somewhere. But that quieted down the moment we had that contact. When we were communicating, when I asked questions, when he looked at me, it was simply as if we were apart. Apart from me, at least. It wasn't like the world was around me, there was just this strong connection between me and him.
I've noticed that when I listen to your program and hear the stories of many listeners who share similar stories, they all talk about a sense of fear and aggression. This wasn't the case here.
The moment he left, I had this feeling he was just hungry and needed to be fed. So I fed him, and then, completely mechanically, I went back to cooking. Only after a while did I realize, " Man, what was that just now?" As if he had some influence on me to get away safely.
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