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i’m in love with the photons that are impinging on the photoreceptors of my retinas, coming straight from all kinds of light sources, or come bouncing off colourful objects into my eyeballs and on the cones, telling me all about their colours.

but for now let’s skip the cones and stick with the rods, allowing me to see in greyscale.

let’s go monochromatic, to black and its almost infinite shades of grey all the way to white and in many more other than just low-light conditions.