Humanity’s greatest myths often emerge from our complete inability to understand something. We saw giant bolts of lightning fall from the clouds and we didn’t leap to the conclusion that it had something to do with electrostatic discharges. Instead we assumed somebody must have thrown them on purpose. And when we noticed that sometimes when you fall off a cliff or eat suspicious berries, your whole body will stop doing stuff — for like, ever — we developed the perfectly rational theory that somebody in a creepy cloak sneaks in when nobody is looking and takes your soul away. There is, in our minds, always somebody directly responsible for everything.
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