I. Empiricos
A bright light that’s far away can’t be distinguished from a dim light that’s near
I learned that driving down a country road one night.
There were faint headlights in the distance, approaching rapidly I believed.
I waited 20 seconds, then a minute, then three.
The car drew no closer, but rather floated on an ethereal plane.
My car hurtled toward the distant lights, as through space. I never did meet them.
Finally, the ethereal car turned away, and my earthly vehicle flung into the night.
