One wonders how it manifested itself before ships were invented, or in the ancestral hunter-gatherer environment. Surely there must have been autistic nomads.
“Look, he said he knows where all the fruit bearing trees in this forest are. Not a lot of them, all of them. He pointed out a squirrel the other day and told it he was glad to see that it made it through the winter. I don’t know how he does it, but if he says we have to move because the squirrels are starting to move to new trees, who am I to argue? We move.”
One wonders how it manifested itself before ships were invented, or in the ancestral hunter-gatherer environment. Surely there must have been autistic nomads.
Shamans.
“Look, he said he knows where all the fruit bearing trees in this forest are. Not a lot of them, all of them. He pointed out a squirrel the other day and told it he was glad to see that it made it through the winter. I don’t know how he does it, but if he says we have to move because the squirrels are starting to move to new trees, who am I to argue? We move.”
This feels spot on.
Add star constellations and telling immersive stories while guarding the fire at night to the list.
Don’t forget putting entirely too much effort into building contraptions with sticks, clay, wood, rope, etc. Somebody had to invent the forge bellows.
This feels so true. Modern day version maybe. It’s been a journey to understand and accept.
probably witnessing mammoths or other animals return to their nest.
However I don’t think the happiness would last long