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PROLOGUE I USED TO say it all the time, “They’re all kind of right.” And I meant it. Not in the watered-down, bumper-sticker way. I mean they’re all looking at the same light through different windows. Some call it God. Some call it the Tao. Some just call it being good. Some draw it with flames, or write it into laws, or bury it in silence. Some say you need to believe. Some say you just need to see. But they’re all trying to answer the same question: What are we doing here, and how do we not mess it up? This book isn’t here to debate anyone or prove anything. It’s not here to tell you who’s right or wrong. It’s here to walk through the stories people tell when they look up at the sky and...