Impermanence

I've been going for days without a single thing that I wanted to write. It's not that I don't have thoughts or ideas that wanted to be formed into words. It's just one thought couldn't make it to an ending that I fancy at the moment. These things happen.

The one thing that compelled me to write tonight is the concept of impermanence. For the human race to want permanence and to be naturally a changing species sometimes baffles me. It is so apparent in the way we live, the way we spend the little time we have.

When I take a picture, I always attach a specific emotion or thought with it. Photography for me is not about the technique but the emotion that goes with capturing the memory. It's my way of preserving that particular emotion, encapsulating it in time. It also serves the purpose of revisiting that emotion whenever the need to run back to the past arises.

Come to think of it, humans really are clever. Because we know that nothing is ever permanent, we invent things and dream up of ways to bottle up memories of what we want to be permanent. I think our quest for "growth" is actually just a quest of staying etched forever in someone else's history. We're  not really growing. We just want to be remembered, one way or another.

And so photography is a thing humans invented to keep memories "permanent". But in the end photos fade, and the people in the photos change.

And we're back to impermanence.