June 7th 2016

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 June
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I’ve been reading about the discovery of a sort of Stonehenge, as I consider it, lost to the world for some 170,500 years. Stone circles lie untouched from the time human hands arranged them. Torches still lie where they were put down, not by hands like ours but by the hands of Neanderthals. Three ice ages have come and gone. The immensity of time that only seems like yesterday in this cave, and the people whose lives, families and children are gone forever, fills me with an inconsolable grief. What must the world have been like so many millennia ago? What did they see when they walked out of the cave? Did they know they would never return? Could they have dreamed of the tens of thousands of years before another human saw their work? There is so much human history, life, struggle, love and wonder—lost to us.
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