Untitled — 002

When I first held
a newly printed photograph
in my hands,
a strange thought crossed my mind.

How did you
come to look like this?

How does
such a presence
come to be?

The moment a photograph
enters the world,
there is a quiet mystery.

A single scene
becomes
a single presence.

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It remains
as a life of its own.

Digital images
seem as if they will last forever.

But with a single click,
it disappears.

A print
grows old
and its colors fade.

But it does not disappear.

Unless
it is thrown away.

© Hallelujah.com — Untitled Series

Originally published at https://hallelujah.com on March 14, 2026.