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May 20, 2015 by musehick

Storytelling is a natural thing that comes from being different people. If you didn’t have to communicate how would stories have arrived? They are vehicles for consciousness, and they soften the blow of truth by giving it more alien clothes.

The first fiction was a white lie. Or a secret.

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