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“The ant… the foolish ant, sitting on the edge of an enormous disc spinning about its axis, reckons at every instant of time, that it’s progressing forward. Who would hold a mirror up to it? And convey it the truth, Clearing out its fallacy, Clean as a hound’s tooth. The fallacy that it can see the whole dimension in entirety. Shall it ever concede, If one tries to enlighten? Or, inured by canard shall it fight To win against what is right?”

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