I swear my luck, if it isn't one thing it's another. First I get guilted into joining up for the war, next I get sent over seas, and then my plane crashes in a remote location that at first appears to be vacant. As time would tell it would be easier if that area was vacant. The people that I encountered there were strange and went about life in a different manner. It was obvious right off the bat that they were tribal and were not familiar with modern day technology. They approached the aircraft as if it was some sort of dark magic and to them I suppose it was. Luckily for me, it was obvious that they had encountered other white men in their life times because while they were a little put off by my presence they were not totally afraid or barbaric. Over time they began to incorporate me into their ways of life and I soon began to understand their language and their different practices. It was upon this careful understanding that I started to realize that something was a little bit ... ummm 'OFF' about these people as a whole. One of the biggest rituals of the 'Fore Tribe' (a term given to them in modern society) pertained to the passing of a tribal members. Upon the death of a member, the women would dismember the corpse (remove both arms and legs), strip the limbs of their muscles, remove the brain and cut open the chest in order to remove internal organs. Now you might be thinking, alright an indigenous group has their own way of going about death, the Faros mummified people for Gods sake. And I would agree that this wasn't too strange if the people of the Fore Tribe did not proceed to eat the body parts... That's right eat the body parts. I soon began to understand that the people that I had taken refuge with were cannibals and that if I were to die while in their realm of land I too would be consumed. More over, I began to realize that there was a large possibility that I had consumed human flesh through out some of the meals that I had taken part in during my time there. . .
It was impossible to write any more about my time there. Once I realized that consuming human flesh was a possibility I just could not accept said notions. I put all my effort into finding a way out of the tribe into civilization. Lucky for me the colonial government began patrolling the territory and I was capable of getting a ride out. When I returned home I spoke about my discovery of the tribe to some historians and was informed of their name for the tribe. Apparently there had been many whispers of a cannibalistic tribe deep with in the forest and my confirmation was one of historical significance. I was then put in a monitoring facility to access my mental stability. Apparently there is a disease known as 'Kuru' that affects the mind and is transmitted through cannibalism. Lets just add it to my luck, mental disease transmitted through human flesh forced upon me with out my knowledge. What could possibly happen next???
* There was no ONE explorer who discovered the Fore Tribe. Throughout the tribes history explorers had crossed the tribes path. There are also documentations of a plane going down during World War II in the tribes lands and that is where I got the inspiration to write this journal entry. There is much truth with in this journal article and in the late 1940's, colonial government patrols frequented Fore territory. They even went as far as to pass on knowledge and the importance of personal hygiene and road construction. In 1951 a police post was set up in the tribe's territory when transportation through out the region became common. *
SOURCES:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fore_people
http://www.everyculture.com/Oceania/Fore-i-Orientation-i.html
http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2577135/
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