this Quartz Stone and no other. There was a ‘forensic fit’ if you like, when thetwo were put together. It was a perfect match, they fit into one another like ahand into a glove.The other aspect of the process is the fact that I did not describe the twelvehours with sufficient detail. I will attempt to provide this documentation here andthen be done with the story.
: I was feeling the pain frustration, and futility of smashing theQuartz Stone against the Basalt Stone. I kept loosing slivers of the quartz, all toofrequently by my estimation. The basalt was hardly showing signs of having a Bi-Conical, Bi-Lateral hole pecked through it. All I saw, from time to time, was tinypuffs of grey power evaporate in a small cloud about my hands. As for any majorprogress…no. My hands, arms, shoulders, and upper body were wracked with apain that I did not recognize. This was an unusual pain, but pain nonetheless. Itwas the pain that told you that whatever was causing it was unnatural andunnecessary. It was the pain that said, “
.” I continued, not knowing why Ihad made that decision when my entire body was telling me to stop.
: I think that this was when Willy paid me a visit. He came up frombehind and was within a few meters when I realized that he was behind me. Iturned, looked at him with a face that must have told him that I was completelydisgusted and wanting to stop. Willy looked at me, saying not a word, his face ina broad smile. He nodded slightly and turning walked away. This I can onlyguess because I had already turned back to the pecking, I had already lost timeby stopping when Willy came up. As Willy removed himself from my presence Ithink that I heard a little snicker coming from his direction. I took it to havecome from Willy as an admonition that I was up against something that he didnot know if I would survive, intact.
: By this time I discovered that I was no longer aware of mysurroundings. I no longer heard the birds. I no longer heard the Snake River asit flowed not five meters from where I was sitting. I no longer knew if therewere animals or people near me. I did not know if anyone was watching. I knewthat several of my students were present with Willy for we were involved in aweekend of Experimental Archaeology, learning how to work with things of nature to survive in a harsh desert environment as the Hunter-Gatherers of thearea had done hundreds, if not thousands, of years ago. As far as I knew therewere no people or animals within a hundred of miles of me. I was nowcompletely alone and I was loving it. The feeling of being completely alone wasan unexpected aspect of the process but I welcomed it. It was somehow awholesome feeling. There was no fear. I felt tranquil. The pain was beingreplaced by something unknown.
: By this time there was
pain. Pain had been replaced by awarm, pain free feeling that was located in the center of my chest. It was in thegeneral vicinity of my heart and lungs. It was the same feeling that I knew frommy sessions of causing my body to release Endorphins into my bloodstream and