Mystical Conversation
On one of my travels in the deep forests of Caledonia I came across a young Child sitting at a fire. The evening was upon us, and I was curious to why this Child was alone at this mysterious place. As I approched the Child, she suddenly looked up at me; smiling. "Come", she said, "sit with me." There was something in her eyes that told me that this was not an ordinary child, so my concerns about the whole thing was laid to rest. I sat down at the fire, and we both looked at the flames. With a voice flowing with innocence the Child asked "Why is the sky blue?" I gave the standard scientific answer about absorption of certain wavelengths of light in the atmosphere by gas molecules; and after hearing this the Child said "I thought the color blue was in my head." In my mind I rushed through the physics and tried to find a good evidence for that the color blue exists outside of our heads, but I could not. All the models of matter, the photons...