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Today is the birthday of that long gone soul. The one spinning in the centrifuge, even now, on the counter, as the technician in the lab coat pulls seven G's worth of DNA from calcified skull, in an effort to know what might have been on the mind of the Neanderthal still hanging around, after all these years. Before Julius Caesar and way before Pope Gregory, notioned that any day might be different from any other, he woke up around sunrise, quietly rolled to upright and looked about the dimly lit space. Perhaps he saw the female lying there who had brought forth a baby, now lying there with her, a young male, a child of perhaps seven seasons, extending the lineage a bit further, the trek, apparently a bit longer now. It's a cold morning, really cold, and he goes to see what's left of the fire from last night. Barely a wisp of smoke to mix with the early morning icy mist all around. Thinking about what might be gotten for the few in his group from this hidden day he returns to her and his spear. Her eyes open and he motions to be quiet. The meal may be just beyond their camp. Quietly his slips into the dewy mist. He didn't have any notion of wider questions, of glaciations or, distant global warmings, DNA inheritance, species encapsulation, or lyrical language structure and etymology, he only wanted to find a meal, to provide, and stay alive another day. Yet perhaps he had deeper, more cerebral notions, about the beauty of the drops hanging from the pine needles, and the bent image within them. Perhaps he heard the early morning calls of robins or sparrows, and smelled the trailing smoke of yesterday's fire mixing with the scents of the season's flowers. It's all about history, his story, that we yearn to hear, after forty-nine thousand years or more. To hear his heart, to bare his soul through those mists of time, to now. To be reassured, that our story, it's character, it's plot, comes from ancient roots, ancient tradition, ancient emotion, ancient love - of life. © Goode Guy 2013-05-20 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neanderthal http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neanderthal_extinction_hypotheses http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neanderthal_Genome_Project http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FOXP2

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