Expanding the ethical tome of Immanuel Kant's Metaphysics of Morals (1785) my ethical claim is bound to categories itself sui generis with beauty, wonder and our movement towards an orderly forme of chaos.
Shown here in silent silhouette, the everlasting sun is somewhat finite yet beyond anything phenomenological. Extended phenotypes spinning round, transcending our footprints if but for a moment. Will these memories last a lifetime? Perhaps.