How the river came to trust the wind

There once was an ancient river winding it's way trough the mountains where it was picking up speed and traveling happily. It ran down from green hills of trees and flowers in every imaginary shape and color. Ending in the enormous water the people called the ocean and was home to some very important building bricks on what was known as Terra. This big blue-green river was source of water for a numerous of living creatures and was just as loved as it was important for life to happen. One day the river find it's channeling getting narrower and shallower before it comes to a stop. Where there once used to be green grass and fields of flowers there was now a gray, sandy dessert. The river began to worry; what would happen to it when it met up with the big dry dessert. Surely enough the river came to an stop and could no longer reach the ocean. It just didn't know how to cross this enormous barrier made of an impossible material. For what had happened there was many reasons but it was not looking for anything to blame. Not knowing what to do, the river stopped. It had never met a problem like this in it's whole existence. The river had always been able to trust itself to bring the fresh, clean water all the way to the ocean.

The wind watched the river struggling and offered it help "Allow me to carry you up and transport you safely to the other side, where you can continue your journey." The river of course was not used to talking to thin air. "But how can I trust you? I don't know you. Besides how can you possibly help me travel this distance and still let me keep my identity?" The wind replied "It seems to me that you are in a rather impossible situation here. This dessert is just too big for you to cross over by yourself. I am the only one that can help you! You have to choose if you want to stay here and live a short and rather dry life, without any friends or you can take a chance and allow yourself to trust me. But I know, that on the other side of this dessert you will be able to continue on, not only for your own sake but everyone that you are nurturing as well."

As the desperate river heard the wind's words and understood that to overcome this obstacle it would have to trust in something outside itself and finally allowed the wind to lift it up from the earth and transport it in thick heavy clouds before it was let down in a distant mountain across the dessert where it fell as sweet and gentle rain. From there it continued it's journey toward the ocean.


Jack


"Nobody believes the official spokesman... but everybody trusts an unidentified source." 
-Ron Nesen-


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Now, I always wanted to know how these hieroglyphs from the Abydos-temple can contain a helicopter, a submarine and a spaceship, plus some weird shit we haven't thought of yet. Not because I particularly enjoy conspiracy-theories, but they are funny. Thing is; for the most we know the answers to all our history already, by searching inside ourselves. But there is something about these hieroglyphs I find intriguing.