Seeing is Believing

Today with the invention of digital cameras , it seems as if no matter where we go, people are taking photos like a bunch of orientals on vacation. Considering all of the photos taken over time it, makes you wonder what happens to all of these images. Along with all the trinkets that are bought annually, it adds up to quite an account of where one has traveled.

However, If you would actually think about it, a photo is the only proof we have that we were somewhere. You might assume that the souvenirs we buy would be proof, but that t-shirt or trinket can be bought online and it was probably made in China any way. Unless we have actually visited China, that souvenir probably didn't come from where we had visited.

Even with being able to alter images with  Photo Shop or other software programs, close examination can still establish if a photo has been altered, thus providing proof that it is legitimate. Thus it can be proven whether or not we have actually visited a particular location.

The ancients believe that our soul is captured in a photograph. That is why some of the native peoples around the world forbid pictures to be taken of themselves. Whether or not this is true, I really don't know, however, I do know the Australian Aborigine trackers can find a lost adventurer by "seeing" their image of a time in the past when that person passed by , and thus follow that image until the lost soul is found, (sort of an astral projection, if you will). Thereby enabling them to track someone across solid rock , where even dogs with their extreme sense of smell can't locate them .


They believe we are only "dreaming " our life experience, if we travel some where we are only "dreaming" it up. We can dream  any life or reality we choose.

So maybe that photo taken is a reminder  of a time when we remembered history by actually being able to "see" it, a time when our senses were much more acute than what most people enjoy today. A time when humans were much more in touch with the earth and their surroundings. A time when newspapers, books, TV, and Face Book weren't needed to stay in touch with our fellow creatures.

Perhaps, it was a time when as the aborigines put it "A time of dreaming, or a Dream time", when all things could be known by imagining.

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