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Pretend the world has a floor you can see.
Not a magic pull. A floor that can wrinkle.
People used to say gravity is a secret hand, yanking you down. Einstein’s picture is kinder to the eyes. Space is like a trampoline. Empty, it sits flat. You roll in a straight line. Nothing is grabbing you. The “force” was a story we told because we could not see the floor.
This floor is not under your shoes. It is the world itself, drawn so you can watch it.
In your life
When you jump, you come back down because the floor under the Earth leans. You are sliding, not being snatched.