... A BEAUTIFUL LIFE






My love,






a new world







... CONSTANTLY [...] SWEET JOY,









...


AN ECSTATIC BLISS
















SWEET NOTHINGS








I've fell head over heels








HELD

UNTO






seen but









THEY ARE







THEY WILL BE











ours is a romance






HAPPY

with legs












FOREVER











GLOWING






not felt















FOREVER








They always face away, never quite focusing on the lens itself.


There is something out there, another world inhabited by these euphoric people, filled with every joy they could possibly desire - possibly need - frozen in place before us. Their bared teeth resembling a corpse’s rictus grin or the warning snarl our primate ancestors display when threatened, they share their ecstasy with us; an inundation of perfect smiles and manufactured delight. In spite of our technological procession, there is a primitive instinct to identify with them, to believe in their promise; ghosts resurrected by our conviction that through them, we can attain this kind of happiness, this unending bliss.


They are - they will be - happy forever -- glowing forever.



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