Time sampling is a form of poetic entanglement. This is a photograph of the residue of stars, the ash of designed universals, the way light trespasses into infinity. Once upon a time there was an explosion of sound, cataclysm of pressure so we digitize the archives to complete the radical swerve we cultured. The camera is a device for erasure, not catalogue. It is the way the poet is a danger to everyone because an inability to contain measures crutches the established norms.
Something is being conveyed instantaneously.
And yet the mind remains nothing but emptiness.
But what can we know about emptiness except in relation to all that we must abandon: It is almost as if consciousness created all of this not out of desire for, but a desire to depart from, so that we could determine the truth of what is.
Digital cameras sample light from our world, or outer space, spatially, tonally and by time. Spatial sampling means the angle of view that the camera sees is broken down into the rectangular grid of pixels. Tonal sampling means the continuously varying tones of brightness in nature are broken down into individual discrete steps of tone. If there are enough samples, both spatially and tonally, we perceive it as faithful representation of the original scene. Time sampling means we make an exposure of a given duration.
But let me ask you: Does potentiality entangle with the environment?
Do we create the potential for attachment or aversion, or is it beyond our control?
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