If the Earth were only a
few feet in diameter, floating a few
feet above a field somewhere, people
would come from everywhere to marvel at it.
People would walk around it, marveling at its big
pools of water, its little pools and the water flowing
between the pools. People would marvel at the bumps
on it, and the holes in it, and they would marvel at the very
thin layer of gas surrounding it and the water suspended in the
gas. The people would marvel at all the creatures in the water. The
people would declare it precious because it was the only one,
and they should protect it so that it would not be hurt. The
ball would be the greatest wonder known, and people
would come to behold it, to be healed, to gain knowledge,
to know beauty and to wonder how it could be. People
would love it, and defend it with their lives, because
they would somehow know that their lives,
their own roundness, could be nothing
without it. If the Earth were only a
few feet in diameter.
I found this today while going through some old files. It dates back at least to 2001 for me, but I do not know how old it is or who authored it. It becomes more compelling with each passing day.
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