Birth of a chieftain

Pride. This is my first emotion. For that matter, my first anything. I just was and then became aware of this strong, overpowering thought. Then, warmth and darkness. Then, love and tenderness. Yet, pride is always there, everywhere – the pride of being who I am.
I hear a thumping sound nearby – thump, thump, thump. It comforts me. Sometimes noises that are not here with me. And sometimes I hear rocking and moaning. Feels pleasurable and makes me sleepy.
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I start to understand what is happening to me. I also understand what the voices are saying. I am inside a woman who is referred to as “The Mother of the Plains”. I do not remember how I got here but it feels safe and comfortable. I know that soon I will have to leave to join my people.
I hear deep voices talking to her with fear in them. I also hear higher voices singing to her and then I go to sleep.
Once, I heard a voice telling her that she is the queen of the tribe and is the most important being there as she is giving birth to the firstborn son. This will pass on the divinity from the father to the son. When I hear that, I feel power. I AM power. I will rule everything around me. There is nothing more important than I am and what I will do. The moment I am born, I will conquer everything and everyone. This is the nature of our people. We either rule or we die. Everything is done for the people. I will do everything for the people.
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I am aware of a different sensation. She is moaning and there is a lot of noise – people singing. Many people are singing. I am being pushed somewhere. It is uncomfortable now, my eyes hurt, it is very bright, it is cold and very noisy. Yet, I do not cry. I am the warrior of my people.
I take my first breath and scream out my first command – “I am Surgun and my will WILL be done!”