The Residual Image
A Residual Image?
What is a residual image, but a electrical difference upon the planets atmosphere. A spirit, no another being that functions along a different reality unlike our own. A contradiction in our eyes that such beings could possibly exist, but one must consider a simple experiment. Now if you will, imagine for a moment that you walk to a beach, and with a 8oz glass in hand, you take a scoop of the water from the ocean. Upon examination, you notice that there are no fish, but an empty glass of water; the entire ocean isnt in your glass, so if you didn't know water held life, you would define it as nonexistent.
That is, unless you wanted to dig deeper into the question of is there life in the body of water outside of the glass. On a molecular level, there are organisms that can be picked up under a telescope, so why couldn't life exist on a electrical frequency pattern? Is there a possibility of a species causing remolecularization among the wavelengths that travel through the air? Just like with a glass of water, one sits there thinking something is watching him, but until closer prospects of examination, life would be deemed an unknown or non-existent.
A Poem for Thought
It is simply because of the never-ending questions about life outside of our own, and a poem fits quite perfectly to match the vague summary of just a residual image:
A motion from there...a sound from the edge of the room...finding your way in electrical grid realities,
Much unlike our own...what may look like a pot or pan is really the molecular breakdown on a subatomic scale.
The dimensional breakdance you perform on a daily basis...every once in. Blue moon we feel you sitting there,
Although it is strange enough that you may not see us...just as it is so that we do not see but feel you wandering.
Could it be that we wander with your actuality of reality the permanent fixture...ours the illusion,
Tangles frequencies of this or that wavelength...nevertheless giving your structure upon which we may understand.
Let it not be wrath nor sympathy that allows us a coexistence...but a forthcoming solution of virtue,
The temporality of contemporary modernism conflicts your historical backdrop...one day we'll understand.
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