Through me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.
Such characters in colour dim I mark'd
Over a portal's lofty arch inscrib'd:
Whereat I thus: Master, these words import.
It's a two-eyed rat...It's just the distant focal point that merges them into a seemingly single point. Well....
I've never read Dante (shame on me...), but I'm sure somewhere he addressed the light at the end of the tunnel....
"It's a two-eyed rat...It's just the distant focal point that merges them into a seemingly single point."
But if the glove doesn't fit the light still will not quit.:cry:
If the light is on and no one is there to see it,how many watts of light will it produce?