In Genesis, once Adam has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge, he covers his nudity and is sentenced to a life of cultivating food by harsh labor. This is the cost of divine knowledge. In Gilgamesh, when Enkidu becomes estranged from the animals, Shamhat tells him that he has become “like a god.” Later, on his deathbed, Enkidu laments his removal from a state of nature, only to be reminded by the god Shamash that while civilized life is more fraught with difficulty and the knowledge of one’s own mortality, it is a worthwhile price for cultural knowledge and awareness.
I think it is amusing that the main thing that differentiates us from other animals is the fact that we wear clothes. Note that I used the phrase “other animals.” Sure, we don’t walk around naked and we have essentially removed ourselves from nature. That aside, homo sapiens are still animals. Our intelligence makes us constantly search for reason and meaning behind everything, including our origins. That is where religious texts come in. I don’t think we have divine knowledge. “How did we get here?” is a great question, and everybody has a lot of guesses, but I think the truth is that we just don’t know yet. Perhaps the stories are similar because those events really did happen, and they have been passed down and changed slightly like in a game of telephone. Or perhaps they are just stories. That’s why our intelligence is a blessing and a curse. I highly doubt my cat lays on the windowsill and ponders the meaning of life.