
moments live forever now,
distilled and bottled into pixels-
so they never exist fully
(existence has a start and end)
we engrave
captions on
tombstones of
graveyards of memories.
but most life happens between discrete points in time.
bottling moments is an art form
that approximates the essence of the moment
but approximations are never reality
(don’t confuse a finger pointed at the moon
for the moon)