nothing, really...

So what is it you write about on that site?...
Nothing, really, I am just trying to somehow write down some of the slightly finer observations, you know. I mean if you look at anything, an idea, a person, a thing... and then a second idea, or person, or thing and you just put one and the second next to each other, then there will be an unlimited amount of shades between the two. Even if they appear identical at first. There is an unlimited amount of numbers between 1 and 2, and now imagine we could be talking about infinitely more complex entities than just numbers... hmm...
But it all does not really exist... I don't know... it is a bit like seeing without looking... perhaps?... gosh now i sound as if I wanted to say something important...
But at some point it just becomes really not relevant, I mean it can be boring, no? And you arte not really comparing apples with apples... who would want to read that?
Well, it really depends... I really like the thought of listening to the ticking of my watch and knowing that even though each one of the ticks sounds as if it were identical to the one before that and the one after, there is no such thing as a repeating tick. They are divided by time and space (as we are traveling through space faster than a bullet, right?) and with every tick, the watch also moves farther away from the moment it ticked for the first time and closer to the moment when it will do so for the last time... everything is different, at every point in time. It is my mind that defines that this unique event can be grouped with the other unique events and just called "ticking of my wrist watch.."
Well, maybe it is not a good example... I don't know...
So what about photographs, aren't they frozen moments, things that are frozen and bound not to change?...
Hmm, photographs are not really frozen moments, are they? Photographs are, as much as many other images, surfaces that contain information that was probably gathered over time, with some sort of device... they become frozen moments once the user pours the idea of them being frozen moments back into them. It takes an intelligent mind that knows at least a thousand words to put that thousand words into a picture... and then we still just have a thousand words... no sentences... no grammar... and the grammar changes with the users... I sometimes imagine how certain pictures which we now accept as contemporaries must have looked to those who were closer to the time of their creation... imagine... just pick any image in any museum... but now it is all before photographs, right?... hmm... very different... (very different?)
I have no idea what you are talking about
What were we talking about?...

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