arctic thoughts....

is there a way to cryogenize time?

when you are in the arms of an entity you have yearned to be with for the longest time, don't you just want to achieve the above effect? When everything has built up to a crescendo in the guise of a destructive wave gathering power as it strokes through leagues of water through numerous oceans and with the intensity of a vociferous whirlpool, don't you just wanna be able to capture the moment when the maelstrom achieves its greatest destructive potential, that instant when earth crumbles to its impact and everything in its path is demolished? When you have pined for his presence and reality for the longest and have almost pained yourself at the thought that your rendezvous is getting closer, do you not want to suspend that singular motion when your hair is stroking his face and your lips are on his shoulders?

You want to remember every detail of his existence, his tangibility, and his realness. Every nook and cranny, every crevice and cove, every protrusion and recession is desired to be imprinted in the map of your mind. You try to achieve this by looking, touching, memorising the inches from his shoulder blade to his collarbone, his elbow to his shoulder joint, the size of his hands through touch, sight and taste. You painstakingly stare at the minuteness of his lips, the tiredness of his beautiful eyes, each and every sallow point of his facial structure. and yet you know you are in an uphill battle because they will all fade as fast as the miles between you get bigger and bigger when you cease being with each other. That's why memory is defined as such because it serves only as a reminder that both of you were at one point in ONE PLACE, ONE TIME, ONE MOMENT, together. Its invisible yet cruel suffix and keyword is PAST and nothing seems capable to suffice the need to capture the smells, aura, and motion of that magical instant?
The world has gone so far in the arena of the trickery called technology but has someone manufactured a machination to suspend and relive that heavenly moment of two people nestled against each other? Of the palpability of intense emotion inside the enclave that holds both of them? Aren't photographs sometimes a waste of time? No matter how satisfactory they are at reliving memory, aren't those frozen images of people, places and moments so insufficient to represent all the senses working in that magical instant of union and intense emotional connectivity?

Can we still freeze time though?