Space is width and breadth, indefinitely prolonged
And everyone who claims something else is completely wrong
A third dimension does not exist, except in mathematical theories
And everything I see appears as a straight line to me
May I introduce myself? I am a square and Flatland is what I call home
In this world there is only North and South and East and West
but Up and Down are words not known
I came upon this circle who pretended that he was a sphere who crossed my land
I told him that this was impossible but he just said “I have evidence:
If I was nothing more than a circle I’d always appear as a line of constant size
No matter of which side you would behold me,
I’d always be a straight line in your eyes
And now watch me cross your world
and change my size until I disappear
I fear you can’t imagine, but space is width and breadth and height
and I am a sphere”