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"Has the quote ‘only way to look at the sun is indirectly, the moon knows this best. The mind is a camera obscura, in which reality is both inverted and reversed. We got the light wrong. Dillard's essay holds a colander up to the sun; emoticons of light fall through. Words slip through its sieve. Every sentence is a million miniature crescent suns. Reflecting our image back to us, our representations of the world show us how happy or sad we can be. All those things for which we have no words are lost. The mind - the culture - has two little tools, grammar and lexicon: a decorated sand bucket and a matching shovel. With these we bluster about the continents and do all the world's work. With these we try to save our lives. Writing the world makes the Earth come alive, and she becomes Gaia, a living, entangled, interconnected, conscious Earth, reading us back. Words nest within sentences, sentences within stories - just as our sun is a single star in‘"