The Eleventh Film Part VI
At the start the world thought that their presence was something of vital import. Something founded on their notions of variation.
In the shifts in quality evident in the images.
The tones and lacks and blurs and blemishes.
The filters and the fragments.
The spaces between as well.
The joins.
The fissures.
The friction.
But they danced before us here and not here.
There and not quite there.
We were never able to properly overcome their liminality.
The Shadowed Universe 