a photograph is a thing,
an experience is not . . .
and experience is not a 3D movie either (we’re only ‘tricking’ our eyes into telling our minds that this is more than 2 dimensional)
And that’s cosmically hilarious because our minds have already been tricking us into thinking that our experiences are only 3D
which we sense in ways and in moments inexplicable . . .
we suspect that we’re way more than 3D sensory organisms . . .
and that what we are experiencing with and in our humanity
. . .whether we’re awake to it or not . . .
is too dimensionally unlimited for us to comprehend and, (hold on folks),
that experience itself keeps happening . . . life until death is continuous . . .
even as we attempt, as we keep trying to stop it, to freeze frame it for better analysis . . . or shut our eyes tight and hope it all ends soon enough . . .
because we can’t make it make sense to our “make it make sense” commander.
we’ve all taken or seen a photograph of a sunrise/sunset/full moon/take your pick of whatever picture or movie you have seen that was stunningly beautiful.
Honestly . . . beautiful . . .
There is nothing inherently wrong with either taking pictures or making a moving series of pictures. It can, and frequently does, however, become confusing when we believe that the picture or movie is reality.