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F.8 and be there

They were right, those primitives in darkest Africa and Polynesia and the Amazonian rain forest who believed in the early days of photography that the camera was a device for stealing souls. A century later, flesh is the dream. Only the image is real,only the image endures; all this picture taking by the media is a harvest of souls. The purpose of life is to await the camera, to keep in shape for it in case it ever comes. Out of celebrity, immortality. Should the universe collapse and then be recreated out of nothing, the image will still be present in the nothingness. When new galaxies form,when intelligence arises again,when technology is reinvented the  images will be recaptured and become visible again; tight shots of immortal beings who have escaped the bonds of flesh and mind, who have no memory of them,who merely are.