A walk down an old dirt road that holds childhood memories held a pleasant vibe. Lead me to remember a special virtue a friend instilled in me. Appreciate all art for art is life.
I knew this walk held a lesson a powerful lesson. Taking an art as old as time and one that is as new as reflection. Stacking rocks known as cairns, trail markers, dated back and dealt with eastern Semitic and Polytheistic beliefs. But maybe this art needed to be brought back to its light. Balance was always key. but people were always quick to judge. Graffiti an art that had purpose and yearning as well. Babylon instills its walls while this art gave it some worthy representation. A little shout out on have we built to much?
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