“He's a feral child. No mother, no father, no one to care
for him or raise him or teach him how to be human. So he's
existed much like an animal, without language. He thinks in
images, not word."
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I once met an extraordinary beast. Neither man or animal,
it lived in a primitive state of mind, in the wilderness and
amongst the wildlife. Unlike you and me, who see animals
as food or pets, this creature saw them as a part of itself;
a part of its soul. Without them, the beast would not survive.
So different, and yet, this beast was a human. My first
encounter with one of the rare, but very real, feral children.
And I wish to study them further. A world and mind to which
I know nothing about; i will bring to light a part of the
natural world in which history and science has overlooked.
it lived in a primitive state of mind, in the wilderness and
amongst the wildlife. Unlike you and me, who see animals
as food or pets, this creature saw them as a part of itself;
a part of its soul. Without them, the beast would not survive.
So different, and yet, this beast was a human. My first
encounter with one of the rare, but very real, feral children.
And I wish to study them further. A world and mind to which
I know nothing about; i will bring to light a part of the
natural world in which history and science has overlooked.
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