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" Can it be that ugly and easy?
We crawled primordial from the water, our grand-ancestors times a million generations; we escaped the tides, the sharks, and the leviathans of the deep, only to find ourselves on land -- where we became the things we'd sought to escape, and we invented gods to blame. Not gods of the ocean, for we'd been to the ocean, and seen that the water was empty of the divine. Not gods of the earth, for we have walked up on the dirt, and we are alone here.
So we installed gods in the sky, because we haven't yet eliminated the firmament as a possibility.
Next, I suppose we'll send them into space ...
Over and over, we lift God out of our reach. Over and over, push Him beyond our grasp, yet still we stretch out our fingers and seek to touch Him.
But find nothing. "
― Cherie Priest , Maplecroft (The Borden Dispatches #1)