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title: "The One the Masters Inhabit"
sousTitre: "Among the Uitoto, the highest sage is not the one who has amassed the most: he is the *nimairama*, whom the departed masters come to inhabit when he gathers himself—a knowledge that belongs to no one."
description: "Nimairama: in the cosmovision recorded by Virgilio López Flores (Uitoto), the master of all knowledge is not a man who possesses his wisdom, but a body that the masters of the sky take when he concentrates."
date: 2026-06-23
lang: en
tradition: uitoto
auteurs: ["Virgilio López Flores"]
---
# The One the Masters Inhabit

Before describing his world, Virgilio López Flores tells us from whom he received his knowledge. He introduces himself—*Finoratoɨ*, "the bird that solves all problems," from the community of Maairidikai on the upper Putumayo—then names his father: *a nimairama*, whom he glosses as "master of all knowledge." It was from him that he inherited the Uitoto cosmovision. The word recurs like the summit of a hierarchy. At the base, the *curanderos*, those who heal, and the sorcerers, who strike; above them all, the nimairama. *Todos los curanderos están bajo las órdenes del nimairama*—all healers answer to the nimairama.

One expects the portrait of a man brimming with knowledge, one who knows everything. López offers another.

  
    Cuando el nimairama se concentra, los maestros que están en el espacio se posesionan de su cuerpo.
  
  When the nimairama gathers himself, the masters who dwell in the sky take possession of his body.

The master of all knowledge, then, is not the one who holds it. He is the one others come to inhabit. Here, wisdom does not lodge in a mind like a hoard one has amassed; it descends from above, from the sky, and enters a body that has made itself available. To concentrate is not to delve into one’s own memory: it is to empty oneself enough for the masters to enter.

And these masters have a name, a precise origin. They are the dead.

*[Les morts dans l'espace]* In López’s cosmovision, souls are not equal after death. *Las almas de los muertos nimairama… todas van al espacio, donde Jusiñamui los ha destinado*: the souls of deceased nimairama, of communal house leaders, and of ordinary people who lived well ascend to the sky, where the sun Jusiñamui has destined them. The spirits of sorcerers, however, remain below, among the beasts, and retain only bestial powers. The sky from which the masters descend is peopled by the sages of old.

Uitoto knowledge, then, is not something one builds alone over a lifetime, to be carried away. It is a good that circulates between the living and the dead. The nimairama of former times ascended to the sky; from there, when one of their own below gathers himself, they descend into his body. To know, for the nimairama, is to be the passage through which this lineage flows—the point where the masters of yesterday return to act. He is not wise *because he* knows: he is wise *because through him*, others still know.

This is where the word unsettles ours. We say "knowledge," and we think accumulation: information stored, expertise built, a capital of learning that is mine, earned and wielded. The wisest among us is the fullest. The nimairama inverts the measure: the highest sage is the most dispossessed, the one whose body is no longer entirely his own, which can be taken. His authority comes not from what he has retained, but from what he has made room to yield.

He also stands apart from another Amazonian pinnacle, close yet opposite. The Shipibo [meraya](https://viasophia.org/lexique/meraya/) likewise stands at the height of a science; but his mark is to *depart*—to traverse all the spaces of the world alive, transforming into jaguar, into boa. The meraya journeys toward other worlds. The nimairama goes nowhere: he remains still, and it is the other worlds that come to him. One attains knowledge by crossing the boundaries of the body; the other, by opening that body to those who have already crossed them. Two ways of never knowing alone—but one sets out, the other welcomes.

What remains is what the word leaves in our language. Not "the sorcerer," not "the sage," not "the one who knows": *nimairama*, the one through whom the lineage of departed masters continues to think in a living being. A knowledge whose perfection lies not in being full, but in being inhabited.

## Sources

- Virgilio López Flores (Finoratoɨ), *El ojo verde. Cosmovisiones amazónicas* — FORMABIAP/AIDESEP, 3ᵉ éd. corrigée et augmentée, 2025 (1ʳᵉ éd. 2000), trans. texte original en espagnol (cosmovision recueillie auprès de la voix uitoto) ; rendu français maison


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