Pupil As World, Or World As Pupil Poem by Denis Mair

(for an image posted by Tom Sin on Jan.27,2025)
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Quite an amazing image that fits with the open sky of your speaking.

This picture poignantly asks: Why did we arrive on this world equipped with an exquisite suite of perceptions?

We have this thirst for beauty dragging us onward to see more, until we round out a world.

Someone probably said 'we are the eye with which the world sees itself.'

Is this a self-appointed role? Uncanny nevertheless, and now being augmented and extended.

The image- making urge is a tower of shoulders we're all standing on;

it builds on an amazing history yet flings out a world picture that's wholly in this moment;

like a flower of spray atop a fountain, jetting and flexing its muscles in sheer exuberance.

My monkey mind wants to know how such an image was created.

By digital art tools? By an Adobe suite with 'paintbrush'?

Was it executed by giving a prompt that only a human could think of? *

What sort of A.I. Caliban was told to work the prompt out in Herculean detail?

Does it have a title? Should one even wonder if it has a title and provenance?

Perhaps it would be better just to let it wash over one's eyes, taking it as the elemental image it is.