Boo!

Embracing impermanence.

We are all haunted.

We are all surrounded by all that has been, all we have ever seen, all we might ever become, all that we did, all that was never done.

The world is either a mystery we make our way through or the mystery is ourselves and the world tries to make sense of us, while we await the explanation that never ever comes because we no longer know how to listen.

Objects

exist in a way that we do not - thoughtlessly. Maybe this is why we surround ourselves with them; a reassurance of existence, of mindless permanence, of the illusion we try to live within - a constant grand transference.

Instead of accepting our transience - living each instant lovingly - we smother ourselves in substance.

These are the signs

that we have evolved beyond necessity. We are now the product of our own unnatural self-selection, dodging Darwin - though perhaps only…. temporarily.

Entropy,

of course, will always win, which is why I love the hidden things, sometimes the forbidden things where trespassers will be prosecuted - rusting away, becoming something other than they were, becoming truer to the land they lie within than to our original and sometimes inexplicable intention.

Like

these slowly delaminating structures, once central to some endeavour, now cast out past the edge of our imagination where events happen without us - unregimented, unplanned, unexpected

yet still filled with all the slow burning energy of the inevitable and now, released from us, becoming lucent

lambent, luminous - as if revelling in all the delight of the utterly unintended.

(Turn the volume up on the video. I want the sea to have the last word…)

All photos, and the video - taken by me, now offered to you.