The carousel metaphor reminds of when I smoked opium mixed with paracetamol in the golden triangle with the natives all night in their hut.
There was a period of time when my eyes were open yet in my mind a rolodex of motion scenes were flipping in my mind at a speed that I could understand each scene on each card.
Then the doctor(man manning the bamboo pipe) said to take a break. So I shifted out of smoke rotation and left the others enjoy.
Outside the hut in the middle of the night other natives were hunting in pitch dark with homemade rifles.
For some reason, it didn’t even occur to me that you meant literal indigenous tribes.
Tbh, I was a little put off by the word ‘natives’ because I thought you were referring to non tribal, present day individuals as natives.
But I think there is definitely a missing word for present day indigenous, tribal people who prefer to adhere to their ways rather than accept modern ways of life. “Natives” sounds demeaning to me. “Locals” has a whiff of modernity. Maybe “indigenes” (which is apparently a real word)?
There was a period of time when my eyes were open yet in my mind a rolodex of motion scenes were flipping in my mind at a speed that I could understand each scene on each card.
Then the doctor(man manning the bamboo pipe) said to take a break. So I shifted out of smoke rotation and left the others enjoy.
Outside the hut in the middle of the night other natives were hunting in pitch dark with homemade rifles.
Really cool experience.