Spinning and twirling, an early warning sign of …
I can almost reach a savannah-bound animal through the not-so-long funnel of time, but vertigo has taken over my senses today, I am overwhelmed with such strange and dizzying form: the potter’s wheel in skillful hands, the joiner’s swiftly circular blade; cathedral domes, intricate clocks, mills forever grinding (all those cogs and pulleys and gears); one bouncing ball past the merry-go-round, satellites in orbit; Euclid’s compass, Euler’s pi, and a Copernican revolution so perfect it might leave you longing for an ideal, heavenly sphere.
Spinning and twirling, an early warning sign of … a defect?
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