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Without memory, there is no identity, & without identity we are cast adrift into a sea of chance, without compass, map or destination.
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I once visited a village of primitive people.
At village, I felt time and life moved slower.
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― My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
― My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
















































