And so on. And then a funny thing happened. Someone wrote down all these yarns, and a few thousand years later, some people read them and believe that they must be true.
I can't help but think of all the crazy yarns spun about Chuck Norris. I wonder what would happen if we were to find a time machine and travel two thousand years into the future. In some very unkind permutation of reality, I imagine we might find Chuck Norris revered as a god, based on ancient texts that had been passed down through the ages. The majority of members of that society would believe in all seriousness that Chuck Norris really could roundhouse-kick people across space and time, really did shit Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and really did father the entire Super Bowl champion Indianapolis Colts roster, among other miracles. And were we to double over laughing and reveal to them that it was all a big fucking joke on the Intarwebs, they'd accuse us of blasphemy. If they were a particularly zealous society, they might torture and/or kill us for this sacrilege. Probably with a flock of priests who'd deliver savage and repeated roundhouse kicks to the head.