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Chapter VII - Nature

VII-01: Dragonfly, to see Mother-Source present in all things.

VII-02 : Sacred trees of our woods and orchards.

VII-03 : Our brothers animals and another way of life.

VII-04: Splendor of microcosm, or matter is composed by fractal structures at all his levels.

VII-05: If I tell you that there are witches and elephants in the sky...the splendor of macrocosm.

VII-06: See with the eye of the heart - Great paintings.

Part 3 : Our brothers animals and another Way of Life

I assert (or he/she asserts), from a direct experience.

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Page created the 14 january 2003, translated by Jorge Da Costa .

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our Holy Brothers

and another way of life

What would be the forest without animals ?

Animals and extraordinary facts.

The objective dangers of nature.w

Two extremely rare creatures !

Nature's teaching .

The hunt: an alternative and rewarding way of life .

Man is not more evolved than animal.

Animals are people.

Everything is conscious: let's draw the conclusions.

If some pictures seem missing, they actually aren't: do refresh

Liberate your spirit from the conditioning of all powers.


I - What would be the Forest without animals ?


wIn Europe the soul of the forest, is this imp that is the deer. Even if the deer isn't exclusively vassal of the forest - because he adapted himself to men and henceforth lives sometimes in plains, in large fields - he is however the animal that gives the more life to this one. Firstly because he is usually abundant in there; and secondly because, considering his habits, he is a lot more easy to be seen in broad daylight than his big cousin the stag, or even the wild boar that is so furtive; and finally, because - always alert - he barks the intruders of a harsh and noisy way, which always surprises the city-dweller walkers! Moreover, he is very territorial which makes him easy to be found once we have seen him, even if only once. Just like the stag, he spawns, which means he rubs his anthers usually against pliable branches, to get rid of his velvets - since march for the older ones and up to june for the less than one year old brockets - which points out his presence from afar by the leaves swaying, or later by the peeling marks on the trunks that a hunter knows how to interpret.

Although small sized, the deer's trophy arises passion, and the "buck fever" syndrome, this irrepressible trembling at the moment of the shot that the most experienced hunters can feel. Here you can see an exceptional trophy, it's the best french one, it weights 1.55 pounds (703g) and its biggest pole is 10 inches long (25cm). From the blurry frontier between Asia and Europe, the species doubles of size, expression of an unexplained rule that results in a corpulence increase of the animals the more we go towards East, which is also true in Africa.

Even if it happens frequently to meet deer, it's not the same with the great red Stag that people call, for that reason, the "forest's Ghost". Seeing him in such good conditions, is very rare.

This stag, that is fleeing the observer without panic, is for an expert, a monument of nature, indeed, it is easily recognizable -to its body and its carriage of the head- that he is very young, which considering the quality of his antlers will make of him a record as very few people will ever have the privilege to see one in their whole lives

It's at the moment of the bell -when all the valleys resound with the deep challenge cries of the males- that you should approach the stag, silently and respectfully, which considering the extreme violence of their fights can be dangerous -especially during night- to the voyeur of his loves.

The sexual vigor of the stag is enough to give complexes to the best human stud, that's undoubtedly why its antlers are collected in velvet, dried out, then crushed in thin powder, being a prized aphrodisiac, especially for asian people.

This animal has always played a great role in mankind's imagination because its antlers -that fall and grow up again every year- have made of it the symbol of the reincarnation of the soul for the Celts, in the form of the god Cernunos that they worshiped, Saint Hubert of the christians is a mere shadow of it.

Contrary to a very popular belief, the Great Game in occidental Europe is not endangered, but on the contrary in expansion, and has thus reached very high densities in most countries, which generates complaints from foresters and farmers of the bordering fields, because it causes damages, that hunters refund.  
wToday's young people say that "nature sucks", understand that they get bored there, which all in all is logic for a generation educated in the din and the constant excitation of video games. But as for me, despite the thousands of hours spent, both in forest and in bush, I did never got bored there (as we can indeed get bored in the country while seeing beet or corn fields, endlessly uniform... or in front of a TV screen) and my only wish has always been to go back there as soon as I would be able to.

The hunter that gets up well before dawn, or even during full moon nights, only dreams of the Adventure that awaits him !

Be aware of the fact that the feelings he will experience -in a forest where are living bears, wolves and bison, as there still are in eastern countries, or even in our forest , in contact with stags and wild boars- are much greater than those of all these virtual games for serf-veaux ! Moreover, not to mention the very great animals whose encounter is difficult, because it requires a lot of skill, the forest contains for him thousands of marvels, that keep his senses alert, and happen in front of his marveled eyes like a fairy tale. The colours, the noises,the smells attract him constantly; everything keeps attracting his curious attention, even if the sun, that always ends up rising, sheds light on many mysteries...
like this presence above him.... or this irritating noise....

These pearls of light that, if he gets closer, become droplets of dew on one spider's web,

This small red dot . that becomes a splendid mushroom  

But beyond this constant contemplation of Nature, the object of his desire is is above all the most powerful animal of our forests and the only one that remains dangerous in :
The Wild Boar


The wild boar is so smart and so prolific -without predators, its population increases of 300 % a year- and even recently, until 1972, where it was considered as an harmful animal , that is, hunted and trapped night and day, 365 days a year, men never succeeded in eliminating it, it is thus present everywhere except in England, I don't know why.
The presence of the animals and of the plants in Nature, prevents man from feeling alone, as he is so often in town.

"We could describe Life's somptuousness that has developed step by step since it has invented the sexual reproduction two billion years ago,and it is this marvelous diversity that man tries to destroy, including on himself thanks to cloning, presented as a progress... A progress that is actually a regression to the stage of the amoebas' reproduction mode !"
Ampéwi Nunpa
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II - Animals and extraordinary facts.

Two young Cob Defassa that I photographed in Central African Republic.

I cannot review everything I have observed, but let me even so describe, alas too much briefly, what has the most surprised me, upset me, or what I have admired, for any reason. I'll talk about these events in order as they come to my mind...


In my garden there are hummingbirds, with a body as small as a hazelnut, that I do never grow tired of admire, because they flap their wings so fast while hovering to gather pollen, that they give the impression of being hanging in air by miracle.


But man do not always respect miracles...

wThe whales' destruction, as this magnificent Megaptera, is not only due to their hunt as some people think, but also to the fact that they can't communicate by infra sounds anymore, and thus meet themselves and reproduce, because of the noise nuisance of human origin in all the oceans, and also because they strand - as dolphins - by the lost of their sense of direction resulting of our use of micro-wave techniques and weapons. Some think that the american army would thus kill them purposely, I don't know what to think about it, but meanwhile the cetaceans' stranding have become common.

wAn other heartbreak : I took this picture in 1984 of a pond in C.A.R. (Central African Republic) where I had counted about 300 hippopotamuses, and I came back at the same place in 1989, there were three left ! The others had been exterminated for the sale of their meat by $udanese poachers on the markets of Khartoum. This is one of the consequences of the voluntary distribution, and of the massive sale, of firearms by the Occident to the Third World. This industrial poaching rages everywhere, and is destroying the great wildlife in its almost totality, elsewhere than in Europe and North America.

 Everything isn't sad either. 

wI was surprised that the Weaver birds, that build these collective nests in Africa, thrive in many places; this nest, for instance, provides shelter for 3000 birds, because the tree is huge.

wBeavers' protection launched at the beginning of the XX th century by a Scottish-Iroquois mixed-race, named Grey Owl, (read his best-seller "Récits de la cabane abandonnée") while the species was almost extinguished, worked so well in Canada that their work - as this 547 yards (500 meters) long dam in the Abitibi, that I photographed from our small plane - has raised of 6 feet the level of the lakes they create everywhere, and extended their water surface in gigantic proportions.

And the hunt would you tell me ?

wI made hunt and kill these two giant wild boars, whose the wild character is blindingly obvious, on what used to be my ownership in France. They were the result of a patient and selective handling that took many years, the real opposite of the commercial hunts where are released distraught piggyboars - because not knowing the territory, nor even freedom - barely the day before, of their massacre. The Worldwide $atanic Disease has also affected the hunt that has become the $$$hunt$$$. The cult of money has warped everything, including this activity, do not look elsewhere for the reasons of your probable antipathy towards it. The hunt is not what you see today : when I was a child, and when my father and I went hunting it was to kill a hare if we had guests, at the very most two if we were numerous at table, and - even if it was easy at the time- he would never ever thought of killing one more than the necessary ! The lucre spirit and the freezers are responsible for the present disrespect towards the game as towards all forms of life, including the human being, that has become an ordinary merchandise.
The Lion.

Having went twice in C.A.R. in order to kill a lion with a bow, I had to change my mind promptly and definitely, because I actually realized on the spot how much I was vulnerable to them. If we hunt them sportingly on foot, lions are always very dangerous animals, besides they have killed many hunters, I know some of them myself. (One of them that has survived, because the lion thinking he was dead, and not being hungry, just ate one of his buttocks, which still took him four pounds of flesh (2 kg)!) It's what makes this hunt so exciting :o)

There are many ways of hunting them :

By approaching them on foot

1 by the sound: when they roar we hear them from very far away,

2 with the vultures: by observing in the sky the vultures behavior we know if the lions have killed something, and where. This got me to be right in front of a lioness and it's young lions in the middle of ten feet (3m) high straws !

3 by tracking: by looking for their tracks and following them, which doesn't shelter you from an unexpected charge as it happened to me in the bed of the river of Bar Khadham.

Or at sight,
4 by searching them with a vehicle, which is only possible in very open spaces, and then approaching them on foot, once they are located. This is very unpredictable if they have seen you at the beginning on the vehicle.


5 from a blind: with a bait. Blinds being simple weaved straw screens fitting, in the ground, with the landscape the best possible. We go hunting from a blind in pitch dark nights, hoping that lions do not smell us, nor hear us. This does not excludes the fact that it can charge this mere grass screen whose purpose is not to protect but only to hide the hunter and his trackers.

Some proud but rich cowards, go sometimes "hunt" the lion in Tanzania plains and shoot them there from a 4WD car far away, which is easy with sniper rifles, and let then the guide cope alone to finish off the lion, if they have hurt it ! but it's forbidden elsewhere, because that is not hunting.

As for me, I had decided to kill only one lion in my life, and it should look like the one I show you above, and having never found it... I did never kill one ! Lion's hunt - except in artificial conditions - always puts our life in danger if we make a mistake, and even sometimes without making one, besides that's why I was almost killed three times ! I admire ever since a lot more the Masaï that - to protect their herd - fight them with mere assegais as I could see it in Discovery channel. True, 6 Masaï warriors were able to kill 2 lions out of 3, but the lions on their side killed one Masaï and wounded another one very seriously, it is not a little girl's sport !


But is there only that in hunting ? 

Of course not ! In contrast to the strong feelings given by the dangerous animals, and the abilities - as efforts on ourselves - that we must display, the life of the man that is close of nature is also full of discoveries made of a lot of tenderness, and admiration.


w As the one I felt when discovering this brocket of deer, that was surprised by my presence - because young and inexperienced - when he got out of these green thick oak bushes...

w Or at the fabulous sight of the axis stags when they dance on their rear legs to play. An event so rare, that I was never able to photograph but whose I can assure you the authenticity.

wOr at the sight of this wild sow very worried about her young wild boars that go recklessly out in the open, because they are impatient to play outside the thicket of spiking bushes... When their young ones are this aged, the wild sows easily charge all those they see to protect them, they are very good mothers and a danger for everyone, including the wanderers that go off the beaten track. I was almost run over by them several times. ô;è)?

  wOr at the stunning sight of these birds flight going with the dignified walking of this noble appearance Koudou, I never knew why ? The Koudous are to Africa what the stags are to Eurasia, but usually at the hot time when this picture was took - we can see it to the short length of the shadows- they protect themselves from the strongest heats of the sun.

w Or surprised by the crazy flight of this huge bustard in a totally arid area. While their european cousins are almost entirely extinguished, african bustards are still abundant.

  The Oryx.

Sometimes I smile, as in front of the obvious astonishment of these Gemsbock Oryx that barely see me now, while I have been observing them coming towards me from the horizon.
But there are also very strange things in nature.

w How could we believe that there are such big frogs ? and yet it's true !


" Why do the hammer-headed shark have such a head ? " Explanation : that's what two researchers wanted to know. Stephen Kajiura and Kim Holland of Hawaï University, in Manoa, have tested hammer-headed sharks. They have discovered that the characteristic shape of the head of these animals helps them to spot and capture easily their preys: his far away eyes help him to better evaluate distances. The head of the hammer-headed shark is characteristic: flat, narrow and made of plump side lobes carrying the eyes and the nostrils at their ends.

wxw As I was saying to one of my friends - F.E.B great hunter and adventurer of the last century - that I didn't understand that he could have killed a gorilla, he answered me : "it's clearly visible that you did never met them them at their home ! ". Then I told myself that indeed, a male of 440 pounds (200 kg), and apparently in a quite bad mood, as this one, must be really impressive to meet unexpectedly in its dense tropical forest !

And yet he is only a runt in comparison to the Gigantopithécus, his incredible cousin weighing 1300 pounds (600 kg) that lived with our ancestors 1.800.000 years ago, and this until he disappeared, it is said, only 300.000 years ago. Wandering at this blessed time, must have demanded strong nerves of the hunters ! Despite of this, I would easily bet that the men of these times, hunted them, because they were for them, a game like others...

wAnd what about this one !!? When I saw it - only once in my life, in Namibia - as large as a pig, with his hare ears and his rat tail, I thought it was an hallucination, but it was a mere aardvark (orycteropus afer) that lives underground and eats termites, destroying their dwellings with his powerful fangs.

 The Heraldic Eagle.


How can the birds of prey see better than a man equipped with binoculars that zoom 20 times ?


wWhy are the hartebeests so dumb, that it's a child's play to approach them and to kill them, even with a bow ! Would they have been created so that even the most idiot predators would have a chance to eat ?

wHow can it be, that despite their funny expressions, chimps are cruel and lecherous beings, no matter what pretend their friends ? (I saw a big male snatch a new born of a young female of his group, kill him and devour him joyfully, while fighting over his flesh with the other males, and one of my friends, JPV, that raised many of them, had been the victim of a jealousy crisis of a female chimp that loved him, and that promptly ate three fingers of his right hand; fingers she then shared with her friends) Would it be for that reason that we consider them with benevolence, and also rightly it seems, as cousins ?

On this subject, let's say in passing, that if it's true that Nature dazzle us everywhere by its splendor, and that it's obvious that it can only be the sublime manifestation of a Mother-Source of all things - A Great Power, present in everything - that we can try to define as "Conscience-Life-Energy", on the other hand She never shows us kindness in the human sense of the word.

This is obvious, for instance, when we know that some viviparous sharks get out of their eggs in the womb of their mother, but not all at the same time, and then the first born ones, thus the largest, hasten to - if they succeed - devour their brothers and sisters only younger of some days, within the uterus itself ! This has been filmed in the womb of living females. This wild and sinister rivalry goes on until birth in free water. This in-utero family cannibalism has no rational explanation, excepted the ferociousness of their nature.

The word "Universal Love", at the moment so much in fashion, has never been used by these great masters that have been Lao Tseu, Buddha, or Jesus of Nazareth, an this quite simply because a concept coming from an infra-conscious thought cannot be applied to The Supra Conscience.


wAnd how can it be that the so distinct dress of the zebras make them though almost invisible from far away ?


xIn addition to the animals and the plants, the landscape is also a subject of constant wonder and questioning ! For instance: what happened to this extraordinary rock, on this corsican mountain, for it to be thus naturally sculpted with a shape of arch ?

wwIII - The objective dangers of Nature.ww

Two opinions clash: some think that nature is a very hostile place full of dreadful or poisonous animals, where we face death at every moment ; while others think that - under the influence of ecologists and movies lacking of objectivity - the danger would be virtually nonexistent, or even null; while some hunters wanting sometimes to set off their courage, exaggerate the dangers they faced. What are the real dangers of nature ?
Let's say it right away, the greatest danger in a virgin forest, or in the bush, it's firstly to get lost, that's why a competent guide is essential.

Guide or not, it is necessary to be aware of your walk itinerary in all circumstances, and for that you need: 1° to know the position of the sun, or of the stars, in relation to your body, 2° to take visual landmarks and 3° to turn around from time to time, to see how looks the landscape seen on the opposite direction direction: the one you'll take while returning.

In open spaces, as the savannah, it is useful to walk from precise landmark, to precise landmark, chosen while walking, and memorized as one goes along : such as a rock, a particular tree, etc... In closed spaces, like taiga or tropical forest, you must do as Hop o'my Thumb, that is, create yourself these landmarks, for instance cut into the bark of tree trunks sometimes, or break branches. Compass and maps are useful, but do not replace this knowledge.

If you are "lost", what to do ? Answer: above all do not panic, use your head and pick up again your tracks backwards following your landmarks. If nevertheless you would lose your tracks or your landmark, which normally shouldn't happen: return to the point from where you came from, and there identify a precise visual center, then go search for the lost landmark following concentric circles from that center. Each time you fail : restart from that center and if it get's dark, do not insist : sleep on the spot, you won't die from it. Restart, fresh and bright eyed, the following morning : with patience you can only find your tracks. In certain cases to go up on a hill, if there is one, can help you to know where you are, but one must still be sure of identifying correctly what one is seeing.

After this danger, comes the one of the insects and snakes. One must know that for instance in Australia a small mustard yellow tarantula, with a 0.7 inches (2 cm) diameter, will take you to the hunter's Paradise in a few minutes. The only way to guard against it is to be intuitive, very observant, and to be wary of the unknown out of hand. A beautiful sewed leaf intrigues you ? Do not open it with the fingers, you must use a knife (that's what I told to my daughter that presumed to see an ant nest inside of it, but actually there was the famous tarantula inside of it !). As for the snakes: you must not only pay attention to your feet, you must also be aware of what is above you : in the branches.

All this requires a constant concentration, that one can only acquire with experience.

During night you need a mosquito net to sleep, and control everything before sleeping, then in the morning think to never slip your shoes on without checking that they are not containing any bugs.

Then come the great animals, those who are very dangerous aren't numerous, I only mention the most terrible ones that are the "porosus" crocodile that thinks of you as a simple snack, and the brown bear, especially the grizzly that kills or injuries an incredible amount of people each year. The great felines, excepted the tiger that hunts man, are only dangerous if you tease them stupidly, and finally be careful with the great wild bovines, it's preferable.

Finally remind yourself that any wounded great animal is potentially dangerous, thus a great game fallen to ground must never be presumed dead, even if it isn't moving anymore. You'll approach it always by the rear and never with an unloaded weapon, in case of a charge.

According to the great hunting ethic - that I've always respected - a wounded great game is never shot a second time when to ground, except if it's a lethal danger for you. It always must be finished off with a weapon with a blade, for that a "boyscout" dagger isn't enough : you need a long and robust blade.

If the animal is very dangerous like a bear, wait at least an half an hour before going to search it.

All this can seem impressive to the readers, but actually the encounters with the danger are very rare and with some logic you can avoid it, thus even in the bush you should always be relaxed. One last thing, maybe you thinks that what I just wrote is hard, but tell me sincerely : life with humans in town isn't it much worse ?

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IV - Two extremely rare creatures !

 The Babiroussa.  


This Babiroussa skull has been sculpted in the 19th century in a votive, or ritual, purpose by the Dayaks of the Kalimentan, it belongs to a friend that reluctantly, will sell it, if you are interested contact me.

w The Babiroussa belongs to the family of the wild boar, but its tusks grow of a very surprising way, more particularly because the superior ones that go through the flesh and skin to get out of it's head with the appearance of chamois horns, somewhat. It originates from the Celebes (or Sulawesi) Islands, of Indonesia, from the Togian and Sula islands and Buru island in the Moluccas.

The species that we thought gone has been rediscovered by an illustrious french hunt guide, that I have known, Maurice Paty that devoted twenty years of his life to this incredibly difficult quest considering the access of the place, where he has at last found his Trophy, to finally decide to let him live, contenting himself of taking photos of it. This great man died.

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 Ode to the Dachshund.


Those who have lived with a dachshund aren't able to help themselves from living with these dogs with the same independant nature of the cats. I had more than 25 dachshunds, but my favorite was the one called Rak; after his accidental death I lamented his death more than the one of any human. What a dachshund - a barely 17 pounds (8kg) animal - is able to do is incomprehensible to all those who did never have one, because we can't say "to own" when talking about this dog !

So in a nutshell, a dachshund - like Rak - is capable of this :

If you talk to him rudely, or harshly he gets upset, he despises you, and disappears in a hiding place, shortly, he "prevents you from speaking". His sulking can last several days, or until you apologize to him.

He doesn't accept to eat another food than yours, even if you would serve him with sirloin, if you aren't eating it too, he will ask for what you are eating, and nothing else!

He makes spontaneously everything you wish, but if you try to impose him something, his stubborn nature will make you give up first! Because he does never obey to an order, except if he thinks it's justified.

He used to play ball with my children, which is usual with dogs, but he caught the one my kids threw at him with his mouth and then he threw it back to them with the nose, and that is unusual!

He liked to lie down in our beds - even though I had forbidden it - in which case he went into the bed, then he lied down on his back - like a human would do it - and he pulled the blanket to him to get covered up to the neck! This way of disobeying me, made my two children laugh very much.

His courage is without equal among any other earthly creature: he is able to kill a german shepherd if this one attacks him (it happened with the dog of my neighbor with Rak) and I saw my female dog Minnie holding an adult tiger in respect while avoiding nimbly his scratches, because this one was angry. How many times have I seen coming great wild boars with one of my dachshunds hanging at his neck, or at his ears!

He hunts all games, and inspires respect in them despite of his small size : I saw this dog running behind a herd of bulls in Camargue (France) that he had herded and made flee ! Thanks to what with him we can hunt everything from the mouse to the elephant.

In beat he is able, if you let him go from the post where you are sitting, to go search the wild boars and take them - how can he do that ? - to you; that's how with Rak, in one single day, I killed three of them. At the end of the hunt, the owners of large hunting dogs, that the very same morning were grinning at my arrival with my "sausage", were now considering us with a respect mingled with stupefaction.

He looks after your posessions fiercely, as your recently killed game, or your car. Besides in Alsace (France), a 24 years old strapping lad that didn't believed it while getting closer of my deer, would have lost his testicles if Rak had not been held by his leash.

He does never get lost. If your dachshund chases a stag, expect it to last hours and hours. In that case, drop one of your clothes on the ground and go attend to your business. Then, you'll just have to return to your jacket or coat in the evening, to meet your dachshund waiting quietly for you lying down on it.

He is compassionate, and feels our emotional state: if you're sad he will come by himself console you, just as if you are happy he will come to you to play.

All real european hunters revere dachshunds.

How many humans are worth a dachshund ?

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V - Nature's teaching.

V - 1 Hunt is an alternative and rewarding way of life.

The nostalgia for my former hunter life left its mark on my whole present life. Since the begining of this present life I suffered from living and working in town out of necessity, I suffered from being alone in my search, and from having never found a companion that shares that shares my taste for the wild and free life.

I nearly got away twice : first in 1981, when Francis White Bird asked me if I wanted to live among the Sioux and exploit there a large hunt with Native Indian guides, because they still have: buffaloes, antelopes, mouflons, bears ... etc, and a second time in 1987, when on the advice of my friend Balan of Australia, I almost bought at an incredibly low price a ranch of 59.000 acres (24.000 ha) one hour and a half from Darwin - Northern Territory. Both times I sacrified myself for my wives that didn't want to come. I was wrong, because one must realise his dreams, and today my children would be much happier on a large estate belonging to them.

Be that as it may, I went hunting as often as possible. These hunts - and the relationship with the earth they gave him - taught me extraordinary things about animals, because I am by pleasure more naturalist than killer. I lived in Western and Eastern Europe, in Africa, in North America and in Australia, thousands of hours of happiness observing and stalking them, learning their tricks to foil them. These outings gave me the strenght to continue my work. But I always had to come back, leave my open spaces. How many times have I cried ? Returning to town was unbearable for me.

These hunts have inwardly refined me. Thanks to them, I acquired qualities of patience, self-control, observation, perceptiveness, precision, stamina, courage, dexterity, spirit of instantaneous decision, intuition and instinct, that city-dwellers cannot know. The conquest of these qualities took me a whole life as the noble deduce of hunt is so hard for those who do it in the rules of honor. Often, especially when hunting with a bow, I despaired of succeeding. Since we are hunting with rifles everywhere, animals have become so wild ! Their senses and their intuition are anyway well superior to ours, and underestimate a bear, a lion or a buffalo, a wild boar or a stag, or even a single antilope like the oryx, can prove to be extremely dangerous for the ignorant hunter. Each year hunters die, mainly killed by buffaloes, lions, leopards, bears or crocodiles, for having ignored the rules of conduct to follow; they also die of accidents caused by an incredible number of louts that think they are Rambo, because a lax democracy autorises them to hunt while they don't have the ability to do so.

These hunts also allowed me to live with admirable peoples, not much hit by our civilisation. Never among them, I have met primitives. These people have evolved differently from us, that's all. They are civilised too: often cleaner, always more polite, happier and above all less aggressive than us. Why does the White want, always and at all costs the whole world complies to his prejudices, and adopt his way of life ? The hunter peoples have their own abilities. You must hunt with a Buschmen, a Youlou, a Baminga Pygmy, an Australian Aboriginal or a Native Indian to understandhow much we are degenerated:
We are blind in an environnement that is for them an open book. One must see how the African people track, and read trails often invisible to our eyes! How they instantaneously see to the naked eye and at incredible distances, a game that we barely discover thanks to their indications, and our goggles!

We are physically uncouth, and not very tough. I saw a Youlou, sent by my guide and friend searching for help (because before arriving to the camp, while crossing a small ravine, we had broke the tie rod of a trailer containing our essentials) to Djallé, (Central African Republic) a village 93 miles (150Km) away from our camp, coming back by car two days later in the morning. He covered that distance by foot in two days and one night, without stopping, almost without eating and drinking.

We have lost the sense of direction: an Australian Aboriginal that had went in France with Balan, was able to, in the middle of his bush, show us the exact direction of Paris 93.000 miles (15.000Km) away from there ! An african after 8 hours of tortuous tracking behind Derby stags, is able to go running, right in the good direction, and come back not long later with our vehicle, that he always knew where it was, even in a hunting plot of land that was new for him.

We don't know anymore how to heal ourselves with nature. In Central Africa, Sister X, a catholic holding an health center among the Baminga pygmies, refuse my offr of medecine, explaining me that they didn't needed them because they knew all the plants necessary to the treatements, thanks to what their health was perfect. To my astonishment this nun she sends the black who are sick - came to the health center - to get treatement by the sorcerer, because his medecines were better than ours ! The Pygmies only called the surgeons in case of accident. The young black woman that was accompanying me was not surprised, and explained me that in her country the official doctors collaborated with the "sorceres" within the hospitals, for the patients advantage !

Today our intellectual and moral decadence makes that about hunt too, we only have fake ideas.
Why ?

The hunt is not a sport, it's above all a way of life - a différent relationship with the earth and a school that develops the qualities of the body, the mind and the soul. You just have to do it to understand that. The hunter peoples have acquired thanks to it individual - but also social - virtues that can still be seen today among them.

"For the Indian every action has a metaphysical meaning, and especially the hunt to which he dedicates such a great part of his time. The chase and the slaughter of an animal are seen by the Indians as two aspects apparently opposed, mais complementary: the killing means the destruction of ignorance, but it also represents a contact with the Great-Spirit. This last signification explains the ritual importance of the tracking, because by following the tracks of an animal, we are ritually - thus virtually - on the way that leads to Wakan Tanka; to find the prey, in the middle of the difficulties and the dangers, amounts to find the Great Spirit, which is for all traditionnal peoples the goal of the existence."

(Hehaka Sapa - Joseph Epes Brown)

The hunt is not a "primitive" economy. This economy is the result of countless adaptations over a huge duration in time, it is as complex as ours and requiers a great observation mind, great respect of nature, and great discipline. It involves a vast knowledge and a very a very subtle development of the environement. It allowed the present humanity to develop itself without destroying the world - as we are doing now - for at least 500.000 years. Our inability to understand this complexity, our prejudices, our pride and our insincerity to see, are responsible for the mistaken ideas we have about this activity.

The hunt is not a famine economy, it's on the contrary an abundance economy, because the earth as it was originally, is of a prodigious generosity.

"A recent study showed that that in the inferior part of the Illinois valley, a plot of land of 6 acres (25 km²) provided in one year at least 180 000 bushels of various nuts, 50 000 bushels of acorns, 100 stags, 10 000 squirrels, 200 turkeys, and even 5 bears! If one adds to that the seasonal fruits and the thousands of rabbits, of racoons and marmots, you easily understand why the abundance is the mark of the archaic civilisation (the Iroquois among others) of the east of the country."

("L'Indien d'Amérique" by Flammarion ; translated)

We forgot that for way too long , and too much impoverished the land in many places, to believe that and yet it's true! All European explorers and on every continent have recounted this lost wealth, and that is only asking to come back.

The hunt is ann economy of leisure. It leaves a lot of free time: in one day a Sioux could kill 3 or 4 buffaloes, enough to feed his family for a year !

"We call them the wild ones, because their customs are different from ours, that we believe we are the perfection of civility;they think the same of theirs… having only few artificial needs, they have a lot of spare times to cultivate the soul by conversation. our laborious way of life, they feel it servile and low, compared to their's; and the instruction that we use to evaluate ourselves, they think of it as frivolous and vain."

(Benjamin Franklin - Remarks concerning the savages of North America.)

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V - 2 Man is not more evolved than animal.

Each species is the result of a very long evolution within an ecological niche in a particular biotope. The animals - like the men - from the distant past, were less efficient than today. Because every species have followed parallel ways of evolution in their respective environement, today's animals are just as evolved and perfect as man, in their own functions and places, within the biosphere. A monkey is not an incomplete, "not finished" man. He lives perfectly well - and is sheltered from most of its predators - at the top of the great forest's foliation: the canopy, in which he is by no means inferior to man. In the canpoy it's man that is inferior to monkey, because he is unable to to reach it and move in there without tricks. Besides, the same evolution factor made that the animals have specialised more and better than us:

Animals have senses that are unknown to us: the bees can see infrared, some insects see ultraviolet, the bats utter ultrasounds to detect in flight the insects they eat, the cetaceans communicate by infrasounds, the fish have a specific organ to detect water's vibrations, the snakes hunt by remotely detecting the heat uttered by it's preys.

The senses common to man and animal, are more developed in theses ones: a polar bear is able to feel the presence of a seal 19 miles (30km) away from him, a kestrel hawk in flight at 164 feet (50m) altitude can see  mouse hidden in the tall grass, a deer hears the twig broken by the hunter 350 yards (300m) away.

Their performances well surpass those of man in everything: almost all animals run faster than us, while a cheetah runs at 74 mph (120km/h). Fishes, mammiferous and marine birds swim faster and dive deeper, a monkey climbs better, whales communicate with each other at distances of 4000 miles ! Etc…

Animals, including insectes, mammiferous and birds, have organised societies that are more complex and that work better than ours. The ants, with their tiny brain - nevertheless containing about 500.000 neurones - have invented before us : the mushroom farming in underground rooms, the aphid farming that they put in cowsheds just like us with the cows ! war, raids and slavery. The ants, that invented all this before us, may well continue existing after us.

The main strength of man - on the contrary - is to not be a specialist dependant of one single environement or of one single type of feeding. Man surpasses other animals insofar as he is a perfect generalist opportunist. He is superior to them - according to our vision - because in the quantitative side, he has more developed the use of language and tools, as well as the ability to learn, to invent and to pass knowledge on, so he succeeded to proliferate and to colonize all environements or almost.

This superiority has today its reversal:

we have become totally dependant of the artificial environnement that we created.

Man is an animal like others. In the absolute, he is superior to them in nothing. Like animals: he eats, drinks, sleeps, defecates, urinates, copulates, fights for his survival, fights for the females, fights for his territory or for his food, is affraid to lose what he posesses and envies what he doesn't posess, loves his kids, and lives in society.

Current man is not superior to the man of the past either, he is only different, and in many respects inferior.

But man is different from animal in three essential points :

The man is the only animal that has a cerebral library (1) 10.000 times larger than his genetical library: only man can know the Cosmos.

Man is the only animal that has invented a way to stock information outside his brain: books and today informatic memory. World's libraries contain millions of volumes representing, according to Carl Sagan, 10 to the power of (3) 16 or 17 bits (4) of information, that is 10.000 times more than in our genes and and ten times more than in our brain. Now, that sum of informations is destinated to keep developing itself: only man has an infinite field of intellectual progression.

Man is the only animal that is ablee to know religious states of consciousness : only man can know the Mother-Source of all things: "God". (5)

These important differences, are of two natures: quantitative for the first, and qualitative for the two others.


(1) Note on the cerebral library: the brain is made of active cells that we call neurones, these are linked each other by the synapsis ; their number, as the number of possibilities of their connections, define the sum total of informations that we can manage by the thought or that we can stock in our memory. The brain is like a biological computer, or the computer an artificial brain. It's capacity is according to Sagan of 10 to the power of 15 bits, which is huge and corresponds to 10 millions of billions bits, but we only use the partially.

(2) Note on the genetical library: sum total of informations contained in the D.N.A. molecule of our chromosomes that defines every caracteristic of every living being. Their combination is responsible of the fact that every living being is different and unique.

(3) Note : to say that a number is equal to the power of 16 means that it multiplies by itself 16 fois, and in this case it means: 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10 X 10, which is equal to : or ten millions of billions.

(4) Note : a bit is an information unit equal to yes or no, zero or 1, that is to say the tiniest that exists; for instance, to define a letter of the alphabet you need 5 bits, with 10 to the power of 6 bits, you could write a book of 200 000 characters.

(5) Note: even if the animals have behaviours that prove they are aware of death, nobody has ever observed among them a religious behavior, even embryonic. However we do not know how to communicate with them; thus it's maybe not impossible the most evolved mammiferous like the elephants, but especially the dolphins and whales that have a highly sophisticated language, could have religous thoughts or emotions.

If he forgets that, man is nothing more than an animal with a human form, it's unfortunately the case of many! Please consider objectively the human behavior, most men are plunged in the most elementary animality because their lives are focused on the satisfaction of the most primitive pulsions: hunger, sleep, sexual desire, possessiveness, aggressivity and fear; everything else being absent. In all that there is nothing particulary honorable, nor even specifically human.

Actually, humanity :

is potential in animal, as in present man (6),

is still being born, or reborn (7).


(6) Note : it's not for nothing that the Cheyennes, and many other Indian tribes, called themselves the "human beings", they thus differentiated from those who they thought that were not, in particular us.

(7) Note : the laws make a big difference between killing a man and killing an animal, for my part I don't see much of it in the case of many people, such as some people I've met during the war of Algeria.

Just the fact of asserting this superior / inferior duality that neglects the interdependence of all lifeforms, and of ommiting in all reflection the sense of the sacred peculiar to our species, are in themselves serious mistakes.

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VI - Animals are people.

They are conscious.

This assertion may seem curious at first and yet it is true !

Even if stunning, the following assertions are the direct result of my observation of animals during 40 years of hunt.

Animals feel the same emotions that man and have the same qualities: the need to love and to be loved, the love of their children, the desire,the altruism, the curiosity, the ability to learn and teach, the courage, the memory of places or facts and of people, the ability to solve new problems and to find solutions, the ability to create and use tools, the ability to adapt the environnement to their needs. They have the same flaws: the fear, the cowardice, the anger, the resentement, the jealousy, the urge, the selfishness and the lying. The animals can be among a same species: shy or daring, intelligent or stupid, easy-going or quick-tempered, brisk or slow, watchful or absent-minded.

A crocodile mother keeps an eye on the hatching of its eggs, and as soon as these hatch, it hurries to delicately take its young from the land to the water to evade the predators. According to the experts reptilian brain do not allows emotions, what is then the concern of this mother for its young ? It can only be an emotion.

In a wild boar beat, I was killing a young one in a company made of the mother galloping in head followed by it's young. Some minutes after the shot, the mother worried about his young that wasn't following her anymore, came back to check what happened to him. Seeing him dead, she went to sniff him then seeing me, she immediately established the correlation and charged me, which made me have to kill her too.

An old stag chased by dogs, take these -if he can- to does or young stags, hoping that the dogs change of prey, which often happens.

I've seen animals of all species, to lay down on grains that I gave them to eat, to prevent the others to feed because they wanted to keep the food, even if overabundant ! (While a wild animal never eats more than necessary, when he's full of food, he stops. Only man stuffs himself !)

A young wild boar sought the love of his mother that for an unknown reason neglected him, even being able to feed himself, the young wild boar wasted away, lost weight and ended up by dying, of sorrow probably.

My hunting dog slept under my son's cradle, and aggressively prevented all unknown people to get closer of it.

The same dog, understanding that the partridges it lifted for me always flew out of the range of my rifle, found a new strategy: to skirt them describing a large circle and then pulling them down to me. And it worked perfectly !

Not only the herbivores make paths by their walking, but they also cut the branches that bother them and would make their progression noisy. The felines create the same way their forested paths of silent approach.

The same animal can have depending on the days or the moments different behaviors, just like us. Today he is vigilant and escapes the predator, tomorrow by a beautiful day he lets himself go to the pleasure of the snap or a pleasant food, becomes absent-minded and gets killed.

As a hunter, I already had to watch out for this weakness moment, with patience : it always happens one day or another ; I killed a lot of game thanks to this perseverance.

They perfectly know their territory and detect the least change made in the environement in which they live : to cut  one single branch is enough to denounce the presence of a hunter.

In Haute-Marne (France), I was spotting with a friend a wonderful deer but amputee of a paw, that went out of the forest every morning at about 5 a.m. and at the same place. While I was going to hide myself behind some wood, stocked there for a long time, to lie in wait, I noticed that the road-menders had mowed the day before the border of the track. The deer when going out, as soon as he saw the cut grass, lept in the woods and never appeared at that place again..

They know individually each other animal occupying the same territory and notice its disappearance.

An extraordinary case !

On my estate I had yet never shot fallow deers and these animals that came from a park were not very shy, almost tamed. One moring a client shot and wounded an isolated fallow deer. We went looking for him unsuccessfully. He wasn't there. Thinking that he could have gone very far away, I took the car and decided to to go observe all the herds to find him. More than 1.2 miles (2km) away from there a group of fallow deers that could not have neither see nor hear the shot, ran away at the sight of the car, terrified. Since that day, we were never able to easily approach the fallow deers anymore. They knew, how ? Would the animals communicate with each other by unknown means ?

Hvaing often killed an animal in a group, I know that after some time the others notice its disappearance, and send one of theirs to check. This knowledge allowed me - with a friend - to kill two mouflons of the same group with little interval in the Cévennes.

The animals can feel frustration that makes them mean, they know boredom and need, just like us, to break it by games.

Almost all the animals of my Estate, but especially the stags and the antelopes loved to organize wild chases with no other goal than to have fun and enjoy life. Their running in the ponds made gush out sprays of water iridescented by the sun, it was a beautiful sight ! It was not only the young ones that were playing, the old ones too.

The animals are telepathic. They feel the emotional intentions that are dangerous for them. The Indians say that at hunt, one must not think : they are right.

In Alsace (France), in July, positionned on a hortsitz (high seat) in a chestnut tree at 19 feet of height, I was observing for more than an hour, during a dark night, a wild boar that was eating corn under me. I was wondering if it was a male or a female. When the moon finally rised, I saw it was a male. I then decided to kill it. Instanteneously and before I moved - or even barely strated the very slow movement of taking my rifle - the wild boar jumped prodigiously to dive in security of the dense fir plantation. I heard it getting away at trot and disappearing behind the crest. Not a noise - not a smell - not a movement - not a presence - not an animal in this dry and noisy forest, nothing could explain its sudden fear, except for he "knew". When I uttered the thought of killing it, this willd boar was able to feel my presence. I also saw - not very proud - a lion charging with a terrible roar at our fragile straw blind in Central Africa . Fortunately this lion only wanted to intimidate us, and make us know he knew we were there. Just like the wild boar, he wouldn't be able to see us, hear us or smell us. I made this observation so often that I can't doubt the animals have unknown senses.

They know anxiety and are perfectly conscious of death, not only of their, but also of others.

On the estate I had a horse in freedom, very nice at the beginning. Then one day he saw me kill a fallow deer, that he went observe for a long time. I let him do so. Since that day he became dangerous : as soon as he saw me, or somebody else with a rifle, he charged furiously. When it happens during night in your back, it's strinking, you can believe me ! My put off clients were afraid of it, but I made up my mind to not get rid of it and I told myself that , all this added spice to the hunt.

Not willing to be more boring that I have already been, I limit myself, regretfully, to quite few examples justifying my opinon, but I have hundreds of others at your disposal ! The number and the quality of the facts that I have seen do not allow any doubt. One just has to observe the animals to be persuaded that they are people and thus, just like us, deserve to live and to be respected.
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VII - Everything is conscious: let's draw the conclusions.


These teachings that nature gives us, compel us to rethink our vision of the world and of the economical organisation of society that results from it, because everything is living, because everything has a spirit with a nature identical to ours, because every life forms have - in my opinion - the right to evolve by themselves towards their own destinies.

You must acknowledge that the hunter - that respects his preys and only kills what is strictly necessary to him - takes part as the other predators to a natural balance without to hinder the evolution by the captivity of the animals, unlike the farmers and the city dwellers (8).

To assume the right to take away, any animal, from its natural environement in order to domesticate it is in itself une serious nuisance for the biodiversity: you can see as a proof that the wild horses, the wild dromedaries, the wild donkey, and the wild elephants of Asia have almost disappeared from their respective environements because of the captures in order to domesticate them.

The domestication is in itself a violation of the natural laws, and becomes a process based on irrespect, if it is not a association beneficial for both man and animal. Let's say it clearly from the outset, that to keep an animal - that is to feed him and take care of him - is only acceptable if the animal, that shares his life with man and serves him - aither as assistant, friend, mount, or food supplier by its milk or its eggs - is loved and respected as a member of the family.

Whereas to raise it, and thus to make it love its owner, in order to then kill it and eat it, or even worse: to make it live before its death sentence in the narrow captivity of the intensive livestock farming, are intolerable atrocities, even if they are commonly admitted by humans currently having as not much heart as not much brain.

This cave engraving, of Cueva dels Cavalls in Tirig Castellon in Spain, depicts of a very living way a stag beat as they were organized more than 12 000 years ago by these hunters, that are armed with excellent reflex bows with double curve - we see that in their shape and the good penetration of their arrows - which implies that they already had acquired the mastery of this very complex technology that associates wood, horn, glue, and tendons.
The fact that the animals had been pulled down precisely on them, is demonstrated by the two arrows in the backside of the fawn, because they could only have been shot by one or several stalkers.

As much the hunter who tres to kill a wild animal, unknown and having all his chances to escape him, conforms himself to the natural order of the world (9), as much the farmer that cuts the throat of the poor hog he has stroken and raised since he was born, commits an abominable act of treachery towards him. And it's besides for that reason that me hunter I was never able to kill not even one of my hens.

In its original condition, Nature is a meat safe perpetually renewable without investment , nor work, in which the hunters - homo erectus, then homo sapiens - have drew from for 2 million years - at least - without ever having exhausted it, while the anti-civilisation - born with the invention of the metal plowshare - that we have built only 7 thousand years ago is already about to pass away for having destroyed it.

As a result - and as it's never too late to do well - we all have to respect everything and to henceforth act with as less violence as possible violence towards other forms of life, just like did the native american indians (10). Our own destiny depends on it, because our offenses have serious consequences for humanity and our individual destiny.

It's only time to purify ourselves from these age-old mistakes.
Ampewi Nunpa

Note :
You may retort me : "it's a hunter that talks that way ! ". Yes ! but the hunter I was ignored what knows the man I have become today. Even if always having hunted with respect for the animals, I know that if it was legitimate for me to do it when I was learning, it wasn't anymore afterwards : when I killed for the pleasure of the distractions and emotions that brings the hunt. For me, (but not for you, who haven't yet hunted and must learn), today to kill would only be legitimate to eat, learn more, or to protect myself.  

(8) Who, by an atrocious inversion of their absolutely illogical thoughts, condemn him for his "cruelty".

(9) And he conforms to it even more that all the hunter societies set, if needed, precise kill quotas. The sioux had even instituted a hunt police in order to - among others - to enforce them: "the dog warriors".

(10) See : and other Native Indian sites.


Credits :
Album book "Image du chevreuil" - ISBN 2.904485.00.7 - (Tall trees forest and brocket, and france record trophy.)

Album book "Le brâme" by Jean Luc Duvivier de Fortemps. (stag battle, tall trees forest, squirrel, woodpecker, mushroom, spider's web.)

Album book "La chasse au Grand Gibier en Europe centrale et méridionale" Edita (Capra Hispanica in the snow)

Album book "Histoire Mondiale de la Chasse" by François Edmond Blanc (tiger leaping in the terraï jungle.)

Album book "Dessins de chasse" by the admirable artist Rien Poortvliet.

Louis Trémellat (Lion).

Web source, unknown authors (heraldic eagle, megaptera whale, lynx, giant frog, chimpanzee, gorilla, orycteropus, living babiroussa.)

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