See, this is exactly what I'm talking about. Yes, nature is big and majestic and powerful and impressive. But, nature by itself is fantastically boring—all the time, without fail.
The only way to make nature interesting is to put something man-made into it—a building, a factory, a can-opener, a human, something.
A hillside or field is utterly alone until it's kissed by a dilapidated red barn with a fading tobacco advertisement painted on its roof. The bottom of a ravine is barren without the burned-out hull of an American car or a smashed-up 1950's refrigerator abandoned at the bottom.
What is a rushing river with its whirlpools and torrents until you throw something in it, like a raft full of your drunk friends or perhaps an adorable toddler name Jeffy?
I'm thankful for the eminent domain of mankind—it ensures that there will be not a single square millimeter of nature that isn't hugged by human hands. And, soon all these people and creations that litter the landscapes will crumble into ruins. And, when that day comes I will finally be surrounded by a perfect, beautiful world full of photos for the taking.
Or, maybe I should just learn to take better pictures of nature?
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