Inside the building of the sun telescope, we see a picture of the light pipes. Refrigerated vacuum storage place for the light of our ancient sun (slowed by the medium of irreality which surrounds our green planet, it is actually yesterday's light which is always arriving at our eyes. This machine goes further, making light go as slow as stillness, and then storing it in rings on the inside of this metal tree trunk).     The next morning, I visited some friends at the National Solar Observatory, up in the mountains.