I'm sorry, Hiflier, but this just isn't right. If you were living next to a neighbor, and there were suddenly a shortage of food in your area, would you eat your neighbor? I don't think so. They're no different from us. The majority of them don't eat their own (and we are considered peers, cousins, brothers; i.e., their own), just as the majority of us don't eat our own.
I don't mind speak with them (in my conscious awareness, anyway), and we don't communicate with words. They have communicated with me with 'hello growls' that are clearly their own, undisguised utterances, but the majority of the time they communicate by imitating the sounds of other inhabitants of the woods; by imitating natural, 'non-animal' sounds; by wood knocking; by manipulating the behaviors of birds; by putting leaves in strategic patterns and places for me to find (that's how I chose my name; from those incidents); and by leaving other objects for me to find.
Oh, and they wrote an English sentence on a page of a notebook I left out for them, but I haven't been able to get them to repeat that performance.
(Oh, and there are the things they do when they visit my home, but that's a whole other type of communicating, when they have access to our electronics -- oh, and even non-electronic things... I keep remembering more ways they talk, the more I think about it. It's been three years, and a bunch of stuff has happened in that time....)
As you can see, there are lots of ways they can communicate, and 99% of the fun of being around them is seeing what they will choose next as a way of saying hello. That is what I focus on: their presence. Hearing them move and make utterances, and sometimes smelling them. I don't care about where they come from or what their thoughts are about world politics. I care about sharing time with them; that's all.
But people who HAVE communicated with them with language have had conversations about their feelings about being seen by hairless people, and many of those people report what Sasfooty did not too long ago in the Questions thread in the paranormal section.
In a conversation she had with a few of them about former relationships between people and BF, Sasfooty said, The older one said emphatically that we never lived together, but that groups lived near each other & they weren't afraid of us then. She said there was visiting & trading. I read what I wrote about it to her & asked if it was correct & she said "Yes. Friends." I asked why they became afraid of us & she said "There was death". I said, "I guess there still is". And she said "Yes".
Quelle surprise, eh?
And if you want to learn more about what some hairy people have to say about themselves and their connection to us, read the blog called "My Lady of the Woods".
JDL, all you have to do is shift a tiny bit from fear and suspicion to more openness, and then you will start to have more experiences that resonate in a better way for you. But I have to say, your reports are some of the most fascinating reports I've ever read and I think have contributed greatly to the lessening of fear in people who are interested in this topic. It's a huge service you've performed, whether or not you see it that way; and I personally am really thankful for that.
Oh, and P.S. Rockape: Thanks for the thanks, but I always feel uncomfortable talking about these things, because there are people soooooo much more knowledgeable than I hanging out here (meaning Sasfooty and others). But I guess I'm not uncomfortable speaking to the they're-friends-not-enemies theme, because that has been sooooooo much my experience, and because I hate to see people frightened either out of spending time in the woods, or, in those cases when they've had contact, out of possibly cultivating connections that could be among the most fun and exciting they'll ever have in their lifetimes.....