Do you ever think about how Niankhkhnum and Khnumhotep may have been the first ever recorded gay couple in history, and how the paintings on their tomb walls show them listening to a song about Horus and Set as they eat dinner? And how the story of Horus and Set the ancient Egyptian's idea that homosexual intercourse could only ever be violent, a tool of humiliation, and yet, in the story, their union creates the god Thoth, who settles their conflict, peace and goodness coming out of what is supposed to only be violence? And that perhaps they recognized that, finding a way to see themselves in the stories their society gave them? Do you ever think about that? Do you ever lie on the cold ground and stare up at the sky, thinking about how we how we have been doing this forever and never stop?