Hidden in the movie were the smallest details that you could only glean time after time after time of watching the same scenes over and over again. It's not until you can mimic the scenes, breathe the performance that it all becomes apparent.
(more) It's in the way the water separates in the glass, where the lips leave the curved edges and leave behind indelible prints. It makes you realize that you leave behind so many things. Memories, finger prints, the touch of lips on glass.
And yet where does it all lead? Do the details come together and coalesce into something tangible or does it all come to this mismatched patchwork of experience where we try to glean some meaning?
It's hard to say. Even harder when the details aren't as readily apparent. All that's left to do is re-watch and re-live and pick it all apart until the patchwork becomes clear.
The sum of experience is the sum of who we are. It stretches beyond the individual, even beyond the collective.
Within that grand, cosmic equation lies hidden beauty. At least that's what I keep telling myself.(less)