It goes to bed, duh.
Night is a myth perpetuated by Big Lightbulb to sell more lightbulbs.
None of our business
Ummm
Where
The
Sun
Don’t
Shine
Playing hooky
Once it’s out of view for 5 mins, it despawns. Gotta keep the simulation running smooth & efficient.
Oh, and there are three suns?
One is the winter sun (no microwaves), the other is the summer sun. There’s a third one in between. No microwaves from the power-saving sun in winter is why winter is cold.
It goes down on the earth.
At night it’s called The Moon.
To the charging station to get ready for another day of work. That’s also why the days are shorter in winter: such electrical batteries usually perform worse when it’s cold.
In my boxer, that why it burns so bad
As the sun revolves around the earth, after it sets, the sun goes to the other side of the earth, i.e. underground.
Unlike the top-side, the underside of the earth is perfectly flat, which would make it an ideal plave for mounting solar panels. Due to this, big unclean-energy tries to bury the truth by pushing their ridiculous round-earth “theory”.
I don’t understand how anyone could seriously believe that we live on a sphere floating in a vacuum, following a beautiful orbit around a massive nuclear fusion reactor.
If we live on a sphere, how come I cannot see the curvature? If we’re floating in a vacuum, how come we have an atmosphere? How could an orbit stay stable with so many celestial bodies affecting each other? How can a non-living thing sustain nuclear fusion for so long when we can’t?
Their “science” isn’t even consistent. They need to invent some kind of magical “dark matter” and “dark energy” so that their equations balance out. It’s the same with “quantum physics”, they aren’t even pretending anymore, with them inserting so-called imaginary numbers in their models of the real world. The “scientists” desperately think up inane fantasies, in denial of the truth that the universe, though ugly, makes sense.
Wake up sheeple! We live in the real world, not in a physicist’s wet dream!
The other side of its page in the catalog.
It is fleeing from the nasty darkness in a circle.
Back to hell, where it belongs.
