I think geographic thoughts about the valleys and hills formed by veins and tendons.
Light complexion makes skin an arid desert.
I think we all came out of Africa. Some flew south, some flew west, and some flew over the cuckoo's nest. So that empires later a White cock could say to a black hen, I own you. I know that it boils down to races and rights, and all that jazz. I know that blacks invented jazz and it was good.