The Bard’s Rewrite
A Scholar’s Rebuke to the Folly of the Flat World
What madness grips the minds of men, that they wouldst doubt the very sphere on which they tread? Behold the learned scholar, a sage of NASA’s court, who doth with swiftness and sharp wit strike down the errant claim that Earth be flat as a player’s stage. His words, like bolts from Jove’s own hand, do shatter the frail illusions of those who, in their folly, wouldst make the heavens themselves a lie.
Hast thou ne’er seen a ship depart, its hull first swallowed by the hungry sea whilst its mast lingers still in view? Or marked how stars shift as thou dost journey far? The moon itself, that pale-faced herald of the night, doth show its rounded form, a mirror to our mother Earth. And yet, still do some persist in clinging to a dream long disproved, as if Puck himself had bewitched their minds with some midsummer jest.
A Pilgrim’s Awakening in the Frozen Waste
Yet lo, even amongst these lost souls, one hath seen the light. A pilgrim, who once did swear by the creed of the flat world, hath ventured to the frozen edge of the earth, that realm where icy winds do howl like the ghosts of old. There, in the stark and bitter cold, the truth did strike him as a thunderclap—Earth is round, as the wise have long proclaimed!
Like Paul upon the road to Damascus, his eyes were opened, and he did cast aside the veil of ignorance. No more would he stand ‘mongst fools who cry against the heavens themselves. The truth, immutable as time, had made its mark upon his soul.
The Triumph of Truth Over Folly
Thus doth the scholar’s voice ring clear, proclaiming before all that the Earth is not a disc, nor some flat and endless plain, but a noble sphere, turning in the vast and boundless firmament. And yet, as in the days of old, there be those who scorn reason and hold fast to their folly, as if they were but players in a jest of their own making.
But truth, like the dawn, shall ever rise, and ignorance, like mist before the sun, must fade. So let the wise rejoice and the fools take heed, for the world, despite their protest, shall roll on in its celestial dance, unmoved by their denial.
