Seamless Reality

Sometimes, when I particularly hated myself, I used to read The Daily Mail all the way to the end—scrolling straight down through the gossip regarding British celebrities I was unfamiliar with, gossip featuring American celebrities I was unfortunately all-too familiar with, various stomach-turning atrocities, various stomach-turners which didn’t quite qualify as atrocities, high-definition underwater photos of sea life with the faces of clowns, and, at the very bottom of the site, what I always assumed were crossword puzzles.

That couldn’t have been actual crossword puzzles at the end of the Daily Mail website, could it? I mean, that must have been my brain just filling in something where it expects it to go. Towards the end of an actual paper tabloid there are the crossword puzzles, horoscopes, and personal ads from psychic scam artists and prisoner pen pals.

So because I expected something as a result of previous experience, my mind “filled in the gaps.”

Animation works that way too, you know. Classical animation, at any rate. And films as well. Our brains…they fill in the gaps between the frames. Nowadays, I guess our brains fill in the gaps between the pixels.

Soon, entertainment will be gapless. That has to be the next step. Seamless, gapless entertainment at a higher definition than reality (which, according to science and extremely powerful electron microscopes, also has gaps in it that our subjective senses seek to fill).

Or maybe that’s already happened. Seamless reality, I mean. I wouldn’t know. I don’t read The Daily Mail anymore.