Memories are irreplacable, unlike film they are intangible and nearly translucent, no matter how much you talk about something in the past you will never be able to bring it back.
There are two kind of memories in this world, the ones we make with our heart and the ones we make with the money we make. Everyone has to make money, or die trying.
The kind of memories that we make with our heart are forever in the dark to everyone but ourselves, we can only share so much of ourselves no matter how much time we spend with each other - that’s what we learn. No two people can ever share a memory the same way.
And then there’s film. Film is deceiving, it can mean anything and everything and turn around on you to become a lie - like the media. But it’s a beautiful lie and a beautiful life because you can see what you want and ignore what you don’t want.
Film can be manipulated and influenced as can we. It’s like a dream, frames and frames of the only possible reality flipped upside down and reversed until only the order has changed. It can also be a nightmare.
Now that we have digital photography it’s as easy as clicking the delete button to move on from people we don’t want to remember.
When they say forgive and forget, forgiving is human nature but sometimes the forgetting part is too hard - sometimes pictures say too many thousands of words that only enhance our ability to remember those moments.
Film is priceless, no two pixels will ever be the same except your own pixels in your memory once you have seen them.
According to dictionary.com:
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film
[film]
Show IPAnoun1.a thin layer or coating: a film of grease on a plate.2.a thin sheet of any material: a film of ice.3.a thin skin or membrane.4.a delicate web of filaments or fine threads.5.a thin haze, blur, or mist.
Film is like money, memory is like the heart.
What would we discover if we were to graduate from our passion for memories?
Imagine a world where film was part of our memory and pictures were dreams
And you didn’t need machines to develop the captivating frames of your genius
Or have to wait to share proof of your memories while they process in time…
We are on our way to honoring our hearts. Some will dishonor theirs.
But we all learn.
Film has taught us the difference between happiness and sorrow, laughter and tears
It’s a phenomena no matter how you look at it, even if you could care less
Whether digital or analogue it has risen like flowers and settled like ashes and dust
It has led us to each other in this world that we have barely even touched
Memories merge with magic, film freezes the distant fog