All animals are born into the web of their genetic imperatives. They feed, they breed, they die. And with any luck at all they experience the simple joys which are their portion. Humans, in addition to the ancient tides of nature, are born into a narrative. A colorful brocade cloaks every aspect of our naked being. Politics, religion, wars and the peace which wars bring, are examples of the narratives of social anthropology. We subscribe to the narrative because it presses it's self upon us in an avalanche of ways, and because it is the only world we know.
Enlightenment must endure a narrative just as an iron skillet must have a handle.
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