The World Goes On Only When He Is Not Looking phone

# The World Goes On Only When He Is Not Looking (excerpt)

Soaked by rain on his left eye, Sanjun squeezes it with a jolt. Droplets of water land along the mountain successively, some continue their journey by bypassing the fissure which is about two inches long and one inch wide. Some fail to maintain cohesion while briefly pooling at the upper edge of the fissure, then splashing apart into the opening. Sanjun's eyelashes jut out from there; as both awnings and moss. An Inselberg, a miniature fissure...Sanjun looks out through the fissure from a mountain’s interior for who knows how long.

The warm beam comes from their back, which is more distant than all in front, reflecting the seine much goldenly brighter; yet the humans look darker than coal. Boats ghostly sail past, water is rippling. This moment was quieter than any other. Not a single detail is preserved in the silhouette of the scene except the outlines, not even a man or woman can be recognized.

It was quieter still to see than to hear.

#Science fiction

Oh, so it is the Sun that exerts on people to be obsessed with simplicity and search for pure blackness. Pure blackness exists only in the Black Hole, even in the closed interior of a mountain after the sun has gone, Sanjun can still find the fissure in the rock wall. Scattered moonlight turns the void into dark gray; the entire world is thus condensed in this void - at least the world in Sanjun's eyes. Day after day, looking out of the fissure expands the boundaries of his world. The void brings complexity, and complexity creates unity out of an infinite number of opposites: human perception, the spine of entropy. Once Sanjun closes his eyes, and the fissure disappears from the wall - the void becomes completeness, and the completeness brings the complexity back to purity. The secret of the pure blackness that people are longing for is hidden in this mountain and Sanjun's eyes. The world goes on only when he is not looking.