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RE: Southern Lights, 1991: Wednesday Yellow

What makes this photo so special - also for us, most certainly for me - is that it's "real" - guaranteed unmanipulated - save for what your memories allow. But is there any other reality worth exploring?

Now that I'm soon going to be gone fishing for new etheric supplies, and there will be no more of my gefilte fish each morning, I was thinking a lot on all that "capturing" we do with the intellect and our technological imitation-helpers and how I won't miss the false hope that hangs out here like a mist that in communicating our thoughts we are weaving a network that can sustain us. It is not ALIVE ENOUGH. Unlike your living picture breathing on your treasured memories.