To: Crocodile who wrote (25551 ) 5/24/1999 3:32:00 PM From: Gauguin Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
Uh huh. I get oriented to the ball on my left and/or right side, and then when I roll onto my back, my arms flop out and I am mounted like a butterfly. (Well, in the Smithsonian sense.) As you flatten out, there is so much euphoria. You feel like you weigh a million pounds, but are completely weightless. It's like the earth is hugging you. Or wants you enough that it is magnetizing you, like a balloon. Definitely I am aware then, of a feeling of being "correctly" vertical, even tho that is nonsense, but I am very aware whether night or day, that I am hanging suspended in space, looking off in space. And it's like the earth has me suspended in a safety harness. At night, as the planet moves to different locations in its orbit through the year, it has placed you at different viewing points, on the shady side of the earth out of the sun-glare, to look into different quadrants of space, and see the other 3D things glowing there; stars. I feel like I'm looking "out", in the "real" orientation. That "standing" is a peculiar thing, walking upright, and reliant on fairly small surface and muscles and skeletal structure. I am now a flatfish, with eyes on my face, looking out. Humans don't See space as space, as a 3D thing, they way they can see it; I think it has to be taught, or realized. It's completely wonderful. And then you can see into the night sky and realize your ride has graciously retured to the place it was the nights of last May. How convenient. I look at structures as ordered from the surface up. And again, thank goodness the gases of the atmosphere are clear. Butterfly fish living in Jupiter probably don't even have eyes. "Hey. You guys. You need to get a hard planet and feet, suckers." All ocean fish are below you. If you put your arms out, the're below you. Unless they've been yanked onto a trawler.