since i'm interested in the whole language thing, i thought, in this case, the terminology of photography is particularly interesting. very hunter-ly, no?
yeah, shoot, capture, apprehend, a snap(thatsounds violent too)
Roland Barthes observed that the temporal reality of the photograph arrests life in the click of a shutter and reconstitutes is as "the that has been," making the viewer aware that "Death is the eidos of that photograph".
In the future they are able to see how all molecules behave because they have always behaved the same way
So they can roll time through thier projection machines and see what really happened!
and they know that when you picked your nose that time and ate it then lied about it later... that was not only recorded by a star in the sky we can no longer see, but it was the casue of its demise.
And in the future they watch this flick and laugh at the face you made at your bogers own taste.
And before they leave the huge dome of a theatre: past, present and future are irrevokably changed and you decide to wipe that snot under your car seat as usual.
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yeah, shoot, capture, apprehend, a snap(thatsounds violent too)
Roland Barthes observed that the temporal reality of the photograph arrests life in the click of a shutter and reconstitutes is as "the that has been," making the viewer aware that "Death is the eidos of that photograph".
In the future
they are able to see how all molecules behave
because they have always behaved the same way
So they can roll time through thier projection machines
and see what really happened!
and they know that when you picked your nose that time and ate it then lied about it later...
that was not only recorded by a star in the sky we can no longer see, but it was the casue of its demise.
And in the future they watch this flick and laugh at the face you made at your bogers own taste.
And before they leave the huge dome of a theatre: past, present and future are irrevokably changed
and you decide to wipe that snot under your car seat as usual.
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