weathered memories

in the serenity of a solitary moment, recollections of the brightest sensations through carefully kept images rekindle the basic human curiosity about time travel. whereas the common mode would be a series of various retrospective trips, i prefer the repeated exposure to a single event, perhaps two or three. a standstill. a sustained being. an experience of indefinite length. of combined extremes: elation-depression, pleasure-pain, love-hate. like the bittersweetness of like poles that move towards one another but will never ever touch. a desperate longing to fuse all human emotion at the risk of a destructive yet beautiful tragedy. to be human is its own reward.