Laugh all you want at me thinking the planets were geocentric but it's not like I have a telescope.
Laugh all you want at me, thinking the planets were philosopher, transparent, geocentric, but it's not like I have a telescope.
Anonymous in my musings, I dissected the universe with concocted theories, fringe ideas that drew adherents to the frontiers of astronomical thought. In this universal quest for understanding, I sought transparency, hoping to unravel the celestial mystery that the geocentric model imposed.
Philosopher in spirit, I stood on the fringe of accepted wisdom, challenging the universal norms that dictated the cosmos. Anonymously, I toiled, concocting new ideas that adherents of conventional wisdom dismissed with laughter. Transparent in my pursuit, I yearned for a telescope, a tool to dissect the skies and reveal the truth hidden in the celestial dance.
Laugh all you want, but without the means to observe, my geocentric beliefs remained a concoction of the mind, a philosopher's journey into the unknown, where transparency was obscured, and the universe, a mysterious frontier waiting to be unveiled.