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Sunday, October 05, 2003

 

Moment. Soul. Image.

Moment. It is true emptiness, looking for a new soul. Moments go by one after another, forever. Moment will never become eternity. Moment is the past, moment is the present.
The soul is the past. The image is the past.
Are images moments of the soul, are they looking for the soul?
When the image is changed, altered, is the soul changed, altered?
Is the moment new?
Is the image real? Does it exist, or is it just a record of the moment.
A record of the search for the soul?
The creation of an image, the creation, recreation of a soul. The telling of a moment.
Could it be said that every image is a bit of a soul, or search for it.
Or does the image create the disease. The creation of a cancer that eats away the soul, the moment, turning the image into a non-moment.


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