Why do you intrigue me so? I travel over great distances to see beauty of foreign landscapes, but somehow you always manage to steal some of their attention. Is it just that I suffer from the typical human flaw of wanting what I can’t have? Is my infatuation because you are so rare of a creature where I live? Where I live, we are rich but not wealthy enough to own anything of your quality. Our riches are birthed in being able to have more not better. You have been placed so far out of our grasp that we wouldn’t even know where to look to find you. Because you see, in the land of plenty where I live, it only refers to plenty of cheap, useless shit. oh no, You would be too expensive and too rare for a person like me to have where I live.
But in these foreign lands, people, much less affluent than I, can have you. Is it because they have not yet created valueless substitutions to replace you as they have where I live? They keep you through their whole life and then you live with their kids. Each year becoming more and more enticing, taunting me with the grace of your aging beauty. But where I live, all we have left are soulless substitutions of you; Cloned in rapid succession. None of them have your aura. Getting uglier with every year and every mark.
You were born of skillful labor and care. You were created, not just simply produced. But all we have are soulless substitutions of you. They serve a function but have no purpose. You hold the stories of the lives that dwell behind your protection. You are the first statement of who they are to the outside world. But unfortunately, all we have are soulless substitutions of you. What do they say of us to the outside world? Are we are cheap, utilitarian, soulless creatures. Are we offered up on discount; are we expendable!? It seems like our only source of individually comes from our adornments. Other than that, we are of little difference to one another, with little connection to our creator. Is there no one to take pride in our creation? Has our aura faded into transparency? Are we now just soulless substitutions?
