Every tree lives. Every mountain has a being, every stone has a spirit. Every house is animated.

There's nothing dead to the Likatier tribe. Everything that exists is alive. The Likatians want to grant all the dignity of essence. Who considers a thing dead, robs it of its dignity and kills himself in the end. Because the way I look at the world, that's who I am.

From this point of view, the prevailing materialism in this society is the principle of the dead substance par excellence. The diversity of life is limited to a purely materialistic level, where emotional and emotional connections have been rationalized away. At the top of this emptiness of mind is the view of the human being as a pure product of biochemical processes. As a result, separation happens: mind of feeling, spirit of matter, people from each other and from nature, life of death. The Likatier counter this demarcation with the attitude to life of oneness. They want to develop integration ability that knows no boundaries and understands the higher contexts of the world as the basis for a universal sense of belonging.

To express the essence of everything that surrounds us, the Likatians developed the custom of naming. Trees and plants, houses and rooms - everything is respected and honoured by the magic of naming.