We move in for a closer view of the planet's tracked interior. The  télé  mechanism dissolves in, mid-rotation. Its central  axes  is embedded in a  soleil , which points cones of extromissive sight out to the interior  surface  of the spackled  sphère . 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  sombre  and  lumière  bands of the  surface , one  cone  to a  couleur . 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  soleil , hanging behind the central  soleil , perhaps acting as a flywheel or other sort of energy source. This little secondary  soleil  emits a  seule   cone , which always stares at the back of the central sun's  tête . There are also many small objects floating in this central  espace , 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.     Je me suis rapproché pour examiner cette merveille.