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Except for today, when it's just missing
Mar. 11th, 2009 01:33 pmThey moved the sun. It's not hard to tell; every day I go to work and it's there, in its new place, startling with its blinding rays coming from an unexpected direction. It's as plain as, well, the sun in the sky.
Don't be silly, they'd say, the sun is enormous. A celestial body of inconceivable size, astronomically far away. And hotter than lava, we don't have anything that could touch it even if we could get there, even if we had the force to move that exploding juggernaut one inch.
But yet it is moved. We can all see it up there. The trains still run as they did before, the workday still goes on as it did before, the people all go to bed as they did before, but the sun's not where it was.
They did it by making us accept that this is where the sun should be. We move it in all our thoughts, and if our minds rebel in small ways we soon enough overcome them and begin to believe that this is where the sun is, where it always has been. And by will alone, it becomes so.
Don't be silly, they'd say, the sun is enormous. A celestial body of inconceivable size, astronomically far away. And hotter than lava, we don't have anything that could touch it even if we could get there, even if we had the force to move that exploding juggernaut one inch.
But yet it is moved. We can all see it up there. The trains still run as they did before, the workday still goes on as it did before, the people all go to bed as they did before, but the sun's not where it was.
They did it by making us accept that this is where the sun should be. We move it in all our thoughts, and if our minds rebel in small ways we soon enough overcome them and begin to believe that this is where the sun is, where it always has been. And by will alone, it becomes so.
