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Riley Flynn: Stars. Primitive man, they were hunting and gathering and stuff all day long, but at night they just sit around campfires trying to stay warm, stay safe from predators. And they look out across the valleys and they see other campfires, just little spots of light in the landscape, and they know that other people are out there, in the dark. And then, they see these spots of light in the sky. They don't know what they are. They don't have a clue about space or stars or light waves. They just figure they look a hell of a lot like campfires. 'Who must those people be?', they wonder. 'Lighting their campfires way up there?' They start telling each other stories. 'Those people? They must be incredible. Those campfires, they belong to people way more powerful than we ever even imagined, so…' All of it. Every god, every goddess, every religion, every holy war. All of it. Started right up there. Just wondering who the hell could’ve lit those campfires in the sky.