Ben pushed the wheel, just as he always does, every day.
Just like he has always done, every day, since the first day.
Ben was there, when the world was born.
First there was nothing, just darkness. Even he didn’t exist, there was just the darkness, thats all that was. As far as the eye could see, not that he had eyes in those days. He was just there, not as a man, but he was there.
Then the universe exploded into life, & the darkness became light. And not just one light, an infinite amount of lights and planets, and stars, and moons, and nebulae. Oh the nebulae, he did love them so.
But then he found himself attracted to a swirl of stars, they were so beautiful. He found a nice little corner in that swirl, and in that corner he found a glorious yellow ball of light, & circling that ball of light were nine globes, he chose to reside on the third.
This world, this brand new world, would be his home. But it was barren, there was no life, the world did not spin.
Then Ben made the wheel, & he started pushing.