Sometimes the internet makes me want to just cry and cry.  I guess such a huge collection of human ideas would. Even the pictures are just the ideas of pictures. Part of me (the part that just said that) wants to believe that pixels are different from atoms, that breaking down a photograph into bits is different from breaking it down into crystals. Or photons. The other part of me suspects that they are mirror instances of the same process and the distinction should not be made, that romanticization of paper pictures does not make sense in light of my other systems of value.

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