(March 28, 2010 at 10:48 pm)RedFish Wrote: I don't feel any innate urge to talk to clouds. I do say things to the snow and ice, but it ain't 'communication'. I'm pretty sure our ancestors will have been pondering the mysteries of death long before they dreamed up climate control.
I was referring to things such as the wind, rain, thunder and lightning and the seasons.----There was once an insignificant tribe of Bronze Age goat herders who stole a petty storm god from the Sumerians. A nasty little turd: petulant,jealous, ruthless,vindictive,sadistic and fickle.The name of that god was "El' (he)
Over centuries that nasty little turd was transmogrified into YHWH (Yod,He ,Wau, He; I Am Who Am) The one God of three world religions.
One of THE purposes of the god Kings of say Egypt and Meso America was to communicate with their gods to control the seasons. This was literal, not symbolic.
