It is terrifying that I will never know the aftermath of these accidents. I don't know if they were deadly, if people were wounded or if they just caused material damage. We see the moving life before and a still life after. We are shocked by the difference.
This can happen to all of us. It need not be a car accident, it can be any act of fate. We see speed and then we see the end of speed. We see the tumbling, we see the rolling, we see how it comes to rest and then we see the sky. Do we look through living or through dead eyes? Is this the final picture or just a cliffhanger? Why don't we see big letters spelling out: "T H E E N D" ?
We see a normal situation. Was this normal situation restored or was it been destroyed forever?
We look at a road, somewhere far away, somewhere nowhere. We see the dry giant hogweed and then we see the stalks being mowed down.
Normally we would not care about this place, but now it is special. The place is transformed by spectacle. Would it be worth to come here and investigate? To sit in silence and awe.
Impossible to tell, but in the meantime we can admire the poetry of the situation like a surrealist painting. We stare, think and puzzle.
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