You have been seated in the dark since before memory, facing a wall. Behind you: a sound like fire. You have never turned around.
The sun does not flicker. It does not sway. It asks one thing before it lets you see.
“…in the world of knowledge the idea of the good appears last of all, and is seen only with effort.” Plato · Republic, Book VII
“Men would say of him that up he went and down he came without his eyes; and that it was better not even to think of ascending.” Plato · Republic, Book VII