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"When my father's father's father had a difficult task to accomplish, he went to a certain place in the forest, lit a fire, and immersed himself in silent prayer. And what he had to do was done.When my father's father was confronted with the same task, he went to the same place and said: 'We no longer know how to light the fire, but we still have the prayer.' And what he had to do was done.Later, my father also went into the forest and said: 'We no longer know how to light the fire. We no longer know the mysteries of prayer, but we still know the exact place in the forest where it occurred. And that should suffice.' And it did suffice.But when I was faced with the same task, I stayed at home and I said: 'We no longer know how to light the fire. We no longer know the prayers. We don't even know the place in the forest. But we still know how to tell the story."
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