Nothing is as beautiful as it once was.
Pictures are the only things left that maintain any of this earths true beauty.
I have been told that a picture steals ones soul. maybe it does.
Maybe it not only steals the souls of people, but pieces of the soul of the earth.
There is a certain beauty still left in all things, light that still shines, just not so brightly.
The places I hoped to see, the places I imagined would change my life, are nothing more than tourist traps and money makers now.