If the Sun and Moon should doubt, / They'd immediately go out.
By living on a planet with one sun and one moon, it seems to have given rise in our very beings to a view of the universe that is ordered and unitary. There is something to be said for chaos and polytheism. Two moons, multiple moons may have reinforced the ancient propensity towards pluralism. Why then did the ancients have such pluralistic conceptions? For them, the universe was a wide open space that gently, gently, harbored the Gods. Heidegger is not naive: he knows that what science states about our solar system is largely true, but he vociferously states that the Copernican revolution was an abomination! It was a travesty for our hearts and minds. The ancients felt that the sky was a numinous brightness and stars were holes poked in a curtain that draped our world to shield us from a beauty we could not fathom. Sure, balls of matter and gas may be more accurate, but what does it matter!? The ancient theory is far, far more beautiful, a beauty that was reflected from our souls as from a brightly polished mirror, whereas now our souls, after centuries of bombardment by unity, and logic, have become dull, tarnished, and rusty, like an old mining machine.