As I stand on her skin, Earth spins and tilts like a top, like a plaything of the gods. In all honesty, I'm oblivious to this fact. I'm like an ant who's lived his entire life in the middle of a little river island and who's never seen the water. I could easily be persuaded to believe that there is no river at all, based on my observations. I could as easily be convinced that the river that bathes my home is one of fire or stardust or simply nothingness. Many conclusions require a measure of faith in something.
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, USA
12 October 2010
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