the rows blur as you tilt your head to look up , not because the rows are too far away , but because your eyes and your brain have decided that this is too much , this is too much to take in without going mad , that you do not want to comprehend this crushing immensity of vision , that if comprehended completely , it will haunt not just your nightmares for the rest of your life-it will form a permanent overlay upon your waking sight , and you will stumble through your days like a blind man , the ghost-vision in your head stronger than reality .