MyfailurewithmyGrandsondidnotencouragemetocommunicatemysecrettoothersofmyhousehold;yetneitherwasIledbyittodespairofsuccess. OnlyIsawthatImustnotwhollyrelyonthecatch-phrase,"Upward,notNorthward,"butmustratherendeavourtoseekademonstrationbysettingbeforethepublicaclearviewofthewholesubject;andforthispurposeitseemednecessarytoresorttowriting. SoIdevotedseveralmonthsinprivacytothecompositionofatreatiseonthemysteriesofThreeDimensions. Only,withtheviewofevadingtheLaw,ifpossible,IspokenotofaphysicalDimension,butofaThoughtlandwhence,intheory,aFigurecouldlookdownuponFlatlandandseesimultaneouslytheinsidesofallthings,andwhereitwaspossiblethattheremightbesupposedtoexistaFigureenvironed,asitwere,withsixSquares,andcontainingeightterminalPoints. ButinwritingthisbookIfoundmyselfsadlyhamperedbytheimpossibilityofdrawingsuchdiagramsaswerenecessaryformypurpose:forofcourse,inourcountryofFlatland,therearenotabletsbutLines,andnodiagramsbutLines,allinonestraightLineandonlydistinguishablebydifferenceofsizeandbrightness;sothat,whenIhadfinishedmytreatise(whichIentitled,"ThroughFlatlandtoThoughtland")Icouldnotfeelcertainthatmanywouldunderstandmymeaning. Meanwhilemywifewasunderacloud.Allpleasurespalleduponme;allsightstantalizedandtemptedmetooutspoketreason,becauseIcouldnotcomparewhatIsawinTwoDimensionswithwhatitreallywasifseeninThree,andcouldhardlyrefrainfrommakingmycomparisonsaloud. IneglectedmyclientsandmyownbusinesstogivemyselftothecontemplationofthemysterieswhichIhadoncebeheld,yetwhichIcouldimparttonoone,andfounddailymoredifficulttoreproduceevenbeforemyownmentalvision. Oneday,aboutelevenmonthsaftermyreturnfromSpaceland,ItriedtoseeaCubewithmyeyeclosed,butfailed;andthoughIsucceededafterwards,Iwasnotthenquitecertain(norhaveIbeeneveraftewards)thatIhadexactlyrealizedtheoriginal. Thismadememoremelancholythanbefore,anddeterminedmetotakesomestep;yetwhat,Iknewnot. IfeltthatIwouldhavebeenwillingtosacrificemylifefortheCause,iftherebyIcouldhaveproducedconviction. ButifIcouldnotconvincemyGrandson,howcouldIconvincethehighestandmostdevelopedCirclesintheland? Andyetattimesmyspiritwastoostrongforme,andIgaveventtodangerousutterances. AlreadyIwasconsideredheterodoxifnottreasonable,andIwaskeenlyalivetothedangerofmyposition;neverthelessIcouldnotattimesrefrainfromburstingoutintosuspiciousorhalf-seditiousutterances,evenamongthehighestPolygonalorCircularsociety. When,forexample,thequestionaroseaboutthetreatmentofthoselunaticswhosaidthattheyhadreceivedthepowerofseeingtheinsidesofthings,IwouldquotethesayingofanancientCircle,whodeclaredthatprophetsandinspiredpeoplearealwaysconsideredbythemajoritytobemad;andIcouldnothelpoccasionallydroppingsuchexpressionsas"theeyethatdiscernstheinteriorsofthings,"and"theall-seeingland";onceortwiceIevenletfalltheforbiddenterms"theThirdandFourthDimensions." Atlast,tocompleteaseriesofminorindiscretions,atameetingofourLocalSpeculativeSocietyheldatthepalaceofthePrefecthimself,--someextremelysillypersonhavingreadanelaboratepaperexhibitingtheprecisereasonswhyProvidencehaslimitedthenumberofDimensionstoTwo,andwhytheattributeofomnividenceisassignedtotheSupremealone—IsofarforgotmyselfastogiveanexactaccountofthewholeofmyvoyagewiththeSphereintoSpace,andtotheAssemblyHallinourMetropolis,andthentoSpaceagain,andofmyreturnhome,andofeverythingthatIhadseenandheardinfactorvision. Atfirst,indeed,IpretendedthatIwasdescribingtheimaginaryexperiencesofaficitiousperson;butmyenthusiasmsoonforcedmetothrowoffalldisguise,andfinally,inaferventperoration,IexhortedallmyhearerstodivestthemselvesofprejudiceandtobecomebelieversintheThirdDimesnsion. NeedIsaythatIwasatoncarrestedandtakenbeforetheCouncil? Nextmorning,standingintheveryplacewherebutaveryfewmonthsagotheSpherehadstoodinmycompany,Iwasallowedtobeginandtocontinuemynarrationunquestionedanduninterrupted. ButfromthefirstIforesawmyfate;forthePresident,notingthataguardofthebettersortofPolicemenwasinattendance,ofangularitylittle,ifatall,under55degrees,orderedthemtoberelievedbeforeIbeganmydefence,byaninferiorclassof2or3degrees.Iknewonlytoowellwhatthatmeant. Iwastobeexecutedorimprisoned,andmystorywastobekeptsecretfromtheworldbythesimultaneousdestructionoftheofficialswhohadheardit;and,thisbeigthecase,thePresdientdesiredtosubstitutethecheaperforthemoreexpensivevictims. AfterIhadconcludedmydefence,thePresident,perhapsperceivingthatsomeofthejuniorCircleshadbeenmovedbyevidentearnestness,askedmetwoquestions:— 1.WhetherIcouldindicatethedirectionwhichImeantwhenIusedthewords"Upward,notNorthward"? 2.WhetherIcouldbyanydiagramsordescriptions(otherthantheenumerationofimaginarysidesandangles)indicatetheFigureIwaspleasedtocallaCube? IdeclaredthatIcouldsaynothingmore,andthatImustcommitmyselftotheTruth,whosecausewouldsurelyprevailintheend. ThePresidentrepliedthathequiteconcurredinmysentiment,andthatIcouldnotdobetter. Imustbesentencedtoperpetualimprisonment;butiftheTruthintendedthatIshouldemergefromprisonandevangelizetheworld,theTruthmightbetrustedtobringthatresulttopass. MeanwhileIshouldbesubjectedtonodiscomfortthatwasnotnecessarytoprecludeescape,and,unlessIforfeitedtheprivilegebymisconduct,Ishouldbeoccasionallypermittedtoseemybrotherwhohadprecededmetomyprison. SevenyearshaveelapsedandIamstillaprisoner,and—ifIexcepttheoccasionalvisitsofmybrother—debarredfromallcompanionshipsavethatofmyjailers. MybrotherisoneofthebestofSquares,justsensible,cheerful,andnotwithoutfraternalaffection;yetIconfessthatmyweeklyinterviews,atleastinonerespect,causemethebitterestpain. HewaspresentwhentheSpheremanifestedhimselfintheCouncilChamber;hesawtheSphere'schangingsections;heheardtheexplanationofthephenomenathengivetotheCircles. Sincethattime,scarcelyaweekhaspassedduringsevenwholeyears,withouthishearingfrommearepititionofthepartIplayedinthatmanifestation,togetherwithampledescriptionsofallthephenomenainSpaceland,andtheargumentsfortheexistenceofSolidthingsderivablefromAnalogy. Yet—Itakeshametobeforcedtoconfessit—mybrotherhasnotyetgraspedthenatureofThreeDimensions,andfranklyavowshisdisbeliefintheexistenceofaSphere. HenceIamabsolutelydestituteofconverts,and,foraughtthatIcansee,themillennialRevelationhasbeenmadetomefornothing. PrometheusupinSpacelandwasboundforbringingdownfireformortals,butI—poorFlatlandPrometheus—liehereinprisonforbringingdownnothingtomycountrymen. YetIexistinthehopethatthesememoirs,insomemanner,Iknownothow,mayfindtheirwaytothemindsofhumanityinSomeDimension,andmaystiruparaceofrebelswhoshallrefusetobeconfinedtolimitedDimensionality. Thatisthehopeofmybrightermoments.Alas,itisnotalwaysso. HeavilyweightsonmeattimestheburdensomereflectionthatIcannothonestlysayIamconfidentastotheexactshapeoftheonce-seen,oft-regrettedCube;andinmynightlyvisionsthemysteriousprecept,"Upward,notNorthward,"hauntsmelikeasoul-devouringSphinx. ItispartofthemartyrdomwhichIendureforthecauseofTruththatthereareseasonsofmentalweakness,whenCubesandSpheresflitawayintothebackgroundofscarce-possibleexistences;whentheLandofThreeDimensionsseemsalmostasvisionaryastheLandofOneorNone;nay,wheneventhishardwallthatbarsmefrommyfreedom,theseverytabletsonwhichIamwriting,andallthesubstantialrealitiesofFlatlanditself,appearnobetterthantheoffspringofadiseasedimagination,orthebaselessfabricofadream.