Perhaps it went something like this:
Oog was at the local creek, and after checking carefully for any of those big-toothy-eat-you things, he filled his gourd with water. While travelling back to the rock under which he planned to sleep that night, he stumbled and a little bit of water spilled out of the gourd.
When he woke the next morning, Oog saw lots of puddles on the ground. He knew that this only happened after the water fell out of the sky. For the first time, he noticed how much the puddles looked like the splash of water that had fallen out of his gourd. Maybe, Oog thought to himself, there's a great big Oog who lives in the clouds and he has a great big gourd. Sometimes Sky Oog spills water out of his gourd. Of course, it's a much bigger gourd and makes correspondingly bigger spills and splashes and puddles.
Oog just invented gods.
Boru
Oog was at the local creek, and after checking carefully for any of those big-toothy-eat-you things, he filled his gourd with water. While travelling back to the rock under which he planned to sleep that night, he stumbled and a little bit of water spilled out of the gourd.
When he woke the next morning, Oog saw lots of puddles on the ground. He knew that this only happened after the water fell out of the sky. For the first time, he noticed how much the puddles looked like the splash of water that had fallen out of his gourd. Maybe, Oog thought to himself, there's a great big Oog who lives in the clouds and he has a great big gourd. Sometimes Sky Oog spills water out of his gourd. Of course, it's a much bigger gourd and makes correspondingly bigger spills and splashes and puddles.
Oog just invented gods.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson
