Fishing for Butterflies

By Albert Williams

Fishing for Butterflies is about a journey into the very soul of our existence. It is a journey of both the mind and the spirit, bringing the reader into a world that is both beautiful and mysterious. Fishing for Butterflies will leave you wondering just how much do we really know about the human race and our origins.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 20, 2013
• ISBN: 9781304693709

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Fishing for Butterflies

Fishing for Butterflies

By Albert Williams

A Covenant Grove Industries Publication

2013

Introduction

I don’t expect you to believe any of this. The truth is, I’m not even certain that I believe it and I experienced it first hand. To be more precise, I remember the experience, but at the time it was too surreal to believe.

I need to go back a bit and explain how this experience came to be. Several years ago an acquaintance of mine told me of a mission he had taken to a remote area in China. While there he stumbled onto a primitive tribe of people that had him both bewildered and intrigued. At the time I listened to his story, but I never really took note of it.

A few years later I was pondering the notion of ancient tribes and the origins of their spiritual beliefs. I needed to know why some still existed today amid a world so technologically evolved, and what it was that set them apart from our social and philosophical pollution.

I had never heard of a place called Motuo, a remote county in Tibetan China, but that did not stop it from beckoning my presence. I had no idea of what I would find there if anything, but I knew I couldn’t resist its call.

It had been a long time since I had made a trek like this, so I called my friend Rubio Lasso and had him outfit me with all the gear and supplies that I would need. Since he had been there before he knew exactly what I would need. He had the supplies sent to the Motuo Hostel, so all I had to do was hop a cargo plane to the Nyingchi Airport and then get a transport on the highway G318 to Motuo.

The Road to Motuo

It wasn’t as though I had never flown space-A on a cargo plane before, I had simply forgotten how cold and loud they were; not to mention the trip takes much longer than on a passenger flight. It gave me plenty of time to ask myself over and over again, what the heck was I doing.  I was at a point in life where I needed a vacation, but I wasn’t even sure what this trip would entail.

After what seemed like a whole day of noise and vibration in a cold box, we finally made our final approach and descent to the Nyingchi Airport. My legs were stiff and shaky when I finally put them on good old terra-firma, but