el otro dia pensaba en que soy muy contextual con la memoria y es increible como cuando me junto con alguien al toque me acuerdo secuencias, chistes compartidos, todo enlazado a lo vivido con esa persona y que ni a palo me acordaria si ese otro no estuviese de por medio
el otro dia pensaba en que soy muy contextual con la memoria y es increible como cuando me junto con alguien al toque me acuerdo secuencias, chistes compartidos, todo enlazado a lo vivido con esa persona y que ni a palo me acordaria si ese otro no estuviese de por medio
Duncan Trussell recorded this conversation with his mother while she was facing terminal cancer.
What you’re hearing isn’t scripted. It isn’t performed. It’s a son sitting with his dying mother trying to hold onto every word before the words run out.
And she, the one facing the end, is the one doing the comforting.
That is what makes these conversations so extraordinary. Not the wisdom itself, as profound as it is. But who it’s coming from. A woman who had every reason to be consumed by her own fear choosing instead to spend what little time remained helping her son understand how to live without her.
These recordings became the heart of The Midnight Gospel. And I always go back to watch it again.
They remain some of the most honest conversations about death, love and what it means to be human ever put on screen…
Space and time reconstructed in 4D
Is this how higher dimensional beings see us - every moment at once?
Starting to understand what Vonnegut meant by humans being “great millipedes” - clearly it applies to our four legged friends too!
Geolocated 2d video → per frame 3d gaussians → each left precisely where & when it happened