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Beautiful.
Every day should start with an air of unreality, a reminder to my self of the power of artifice, a confrontation of how the past haunts us, and how stunning humanity is, who can craft such dreamy visions, confront ourselves in its strange spaces, and come out the other side.
Old movies seem especially good at this; their theatricality, and no insistence that you're supposed to think this is reality. You're just supposed to believe it, to see meaning in the craft, the stories, in what you're shown.
Everything disappears with time. We are all ghosts.
(the shot of the disappearing slippers my god) 352