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The hunter runs after his prey, and then It leaps forth into the stary night, which Swallows it up to be part of it when The hunter finds their chase to be unhitched Around the entire globe, we find That we all have some commonalities We all have something in the human mind That reflects our common realities We chased our prey, only to find that it Had taken off for the celestial With our knack for storytelling and wit We had made star pictures and festivals It oddly speaks to our human nature That our stories can become much greater
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 10:27 PM UTC
Celestial Hunt
The hunter runs after his prey, and then It leaps forth into the stary night, which Swallows it up to be part of it when The hunter finds their chase to be unhitched Around the entire globe, we find That we all have some commonalities We all have something in the human mind That reflects our common realities We chased our prey, only to find that it Had taken off for the celestial With our knack for storytelling and wit We had made star pictures and festivals It oddly speaks to our human nature That our stories can become much greater
Based on this article: https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/scientists-trace-society-rsquo-s-myths-to-primordial-origins/
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 10:27 PM UTC
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