Sated, three loves emerge crisply from a corn forest wedding.

As humans we only see objects at the speed of light. Observations at great distances involve great lapses of time. If you observe a star explode in the milky way at night, it actually happened millions of years ago in the keyhole of time.

Likewise if you observe someone in a field as the sun goes down, say a girl in a romper or a man with a epcot center tank, or a lady in white, you would see them as they were some measure of nano seconds before, not actually as they were in that moment.

Short of dreaming on a penny, the only way to truly see someone, is to get very close so the light has little distance to travel, and stay there… preferably on hundreds of acres of mountain farm, with wild blueberries, waterfalls, many bottles of wine, and all the Fleetwood Mac records you can carry.

or some of this: Listen.