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One day, watching a reddened evening sky 
over the western horizon, it’s peculiar though, 
a thought that is so preposterous suddenly came to my mind
and that was the earth is not revolving. Is it because the world was 
too quiet?  Or the world was too chaotic. 

Once this absurd thought ran through my mind, 
neither of those great names, Copernicus nor Galileo 
bore weight on me and their heliocentric theory faded away 
as well.

The papal absolution bestowed on Galileo after four century’s 
long years of silence, to me, was not only the meaningless gesture of 
such an arrogant God’s institution but was the subversion of God’s majestic power or it means that God was ousted from his throne and became subservient to his own creature, man.

After all, it can be said that then,
it was not because the earth revolved on its own axis, time flowed, 
or the earth orbited the sun, seasons changed.  But because I think 
time flows, the time flows.  I feel seasons change, the seasons change.

For my wildest notion came to this far I felt uneasy inside.  I wanted to hear sound of passing clouds, I was keen on seeing winds pile up under my feet, in this utter stand-still-soundless world.

That is why I thought I should spin earth with all my strength, 
though I was weak and flabby. I pushed earth leaning myself
against air, I pulled it, I tried to carry it on my back, but, alas, earth did not move.

I was, therefore, all run down, and that’s why I laid on the ground 
staring at the sky and grumbled just like that cowardly Galileo muttered 
while exiting from a sacred and inviolable court of the Inquisition after his recantation, “E pur si mouve”—[But it does not move!]

As I grumbled, I heard the sound of drifting clouds, 
I saw flowing water resting on the corolla becoming clear dew, 
I was stepping on the pile of fallen leaves blown by the passing winds.  And even, before I was aware of them, I noticed that stars were twinkling in the darkening sky high above.
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