And whether it is the Penan in the forests of Borneo, or the Voodoo acolytes in Haiti, or the warriors in the Kaisut desert of Northern Kenya, the Curandero in the mountains of the Andes, or a caravanserai in the middle of the Sahara -- this is incidentally the fellow that I traveled into the desert with a month ago -- or indeed a yak herder in the slopes of Qomolangma, Everest, the goddess mother of the world.
I bilo da su to Penani u šumama Bornea, ili Voodoo sljedbenici u Haitima, ili ratnici u pustinji Kaisut u sjevernoj Keniji, Kurandero narod u planinama Anda, ili karavan-saraji u srcu Sahare ovo je momak s kojim sam sasvim slučajno putovao po pustinji prije mjesec dana -- ili pastir jakova na padinama Qomolangme, Everesta, majke boginje svijeta.