Question time.
I was wondering whether time exists. I love to capture cities with my full-frame camera so I sometimes shoot light trails of the traffic at night. If you let your shutter open for some seconds, you can capture beautiful light trails. But that won't be perceived by your naked eye. What is the difference? Is it our brain that adjusts "time"? Or does the camera portray "reality"? Perhaps this question won't be solved within this century. I don't think artificial intelligence is capable of answering such fundamental questions about life. It is within the integration of cognitive and affective factors that render us, humans. I don't even know what that means.
Tell me about love. Well, it is the very inexplicability that explains it. The beauty of language itself lies in its historical development. It's exclusive by nature, so we cannot explain everything linguistically. However, art gives room for the explanation of the inexplicable; it can be subtle, yet it could convey enough.
Next time I am going to make some remarks on the Tower of Babel.
Let us be artists in our own definitions. No need to haste.
Omnis festinatio ex parte diaboli est - all haste is of the devil, as the old masters used to say.
Quote extracted from Memories, Dreams, Reflections (Erinnerungen, Traeume, Gedanken) by C.G. Jung, 1962.
Cordially,
Ken
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