We move in for a closer view of the planet's tracked interior. The tv mechanism dissolves in, mid-rotation. Its central axis is embedded in a sun, which points cones of extromissive sight out to the interior surface of the spackled sphere. Somehow, one gets the impression that there is some sort of processing going on here... maybe compaction of the planetsphere from the inside out. The circular ends of the sight cones scan the dark and light bands of the surface, one cone to a color. These are tracks of attention laid down long ago by this pacing prisoner-sun, once swallowed, and now forced to keep exact time during the infinity of its confinement. As partner in this punishment, a smaller counterweight sun, hanging behind the central sun, perhaps acting as a flywheel or other sort of energy source. This little secondary sun emits a single cone, which always stares at the back of the central sun's head. There are also many small objects floating in this central space, probably emitted by these secondary cone. We can imagine that this what the lit interior of a running vacuum cleaner must look like to a bug.