A Fine Example

From looking at its face we had inferred that the Moon's heart is small and dead; but this is not to say that its face has no properties; not even the most stuporous face has no properties. The moonscape is pleated and rumpled, with rilles and ridges and craters and crevices and darknesses and brightnesses. Except for some meteor-made bruises, though, its features have not changed for three billion years; they are memorials of an ancient vim. Once the Moon was welling up from inside, jutting into volcanoes from the force of its own melting, cracking at the rind from its deep inner shifts. Now it wears the same glassy expression eon after eon, like a taxidermied antelope. The Moon is a never-brimming eye, a never-whistling teakettle; and it shadows the very flower of planets. 

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     To see what we mean when we say, "Our purpose is meant to appeal to our natural propensity to use metaphor and simile as we do daily in colloquial speech, to describe concepts, theories and philosophies that've been previously rendered inaccessible to the non-expert (layman) and to do so in an artistic, dramatic manner..." please read the beautiful, tragic, and scientifically correct description of the moon and its relationship to Earth and the sun written by Amy Leach, presented in full at the following URL:

http://www.apublicspace.org/back_issues/issue_7/sail_on_my_little_honey_bee.html

    This piece is moving, eloquent, and extremely informative, thus presenting a fine example of what we strive to achieve.