just look at this fucking image. the distinct shape of the polygons, the colors, the shaders, the way the textures are mapped, the antialiasing. the distant and lifeless yet distinctly past-uncanny-valley face pulled into shape like a puppet and rigged by a skeleton of vectors and compressed into a lossy image. everything about it is so perfect, yet imperfect. intentional, yet unintentional .why would OP choose this image? did OP know how vague or specific it's meaning could possibly be? did he choose an image that reflected his emotions? At the same time, it could just be a completely random image chosen from a directory of random images with random filenames posted randomly on a random image board on the internet to strangers. and then the text, which doesn't even fucking mean anything distinct at all except to convey a sense of monotony alongside the image
it's completely astounding and mysterious to
me.it is so beautiful.
nothing is completely real, everything an idea of an idea. But nothing is completely fake, no idea exists completely in isolation from reality
