Broken Stars . Walking a summer road, following humanities trail. Revealing light of constellations amid scattered stars of broken glass. Glinting remains of pepsi, 7-up and beer bottles. Wondering if a lesson is to be found… Nothing else comes As man made stars destine me to silently and hypnotically move along.
Archaeologists document: The history of any culture is told in garbage. By this account modern civilization has already thrown away its tale. Leaving me to understand: The time of lessons just passed on by.