If the moon was real how could we tell

I have often considered the moon to be real, usually to the disbelief and increasing anger of those that hear my voice mellifluousing on the subject. The idea that so beautiful a vision could be little more than an artifact of cornearial refraction feels so sickening and unfair that I would be forced to believe in more gods than I currently do just so I could curse their unhinged cruelty.

It is to this end that I have been working on an experiment designed to prove once and for all the existence of its queenly beauty beyond just the rubbery lenses of our eyes. It is, as you would expect, a difficult problem, but one which I believe I can master, as I have mastered the problems of fractalised soundwaves and rigid body harmonics.

Although I can not elaborate further on my methods until my fungal sculptures are complete, I hope to have further news on my discoveries before the snow months approach and are gone.