(sigh)... innocent ...
That doesn't exist any more Harry. II've lived a long time and I believe you have too. This creature represents a last gasp - a civilization, ecosystem or internet group that is saying, "help me stay here. I'm in this beautiful moment, and I want to stay here." How can we do that when the drive to move forward is so strong?
Then the shutter closes, and the "picture" of a reality we want to inhabit closes as well. Such is the life of a photograph. It's here. We see it. It's gone. Did you get it?
Are you here?