I fail to see how there are people in the world, who cannot appreciate it.
Our cities: our paved; cemented; rebar reinforced; glass, steel and concrete monstrocities, sprawled out like steaming, teeming, turds on the soil - they are not natural, and more than that they are not honest. They are designed to lie, to look like something they are not - a false beauty overlaying an ugly core, all these things blotting out the natural land beneat them. Parks, zoo's, these artificial environments in the middle of these vast and ugly lies, they are lies too.
I dont understand how some people can love that lie, and hate the truth... but they do it with everything else, so why shouldnt they do it with the physical world around them?
We construct our own myths, legends and realities in our own minds, because the truth of all that exists is something so vast, and frightening, and honest that we cannot deal with it. Most people fall into this so deeply, they rarely if ever see truth. The create lie upon lie, so that they can see the beautiful happy facade and pretend that the honesty and truth that makes them uncomfortable isnt real, doesnt exist.
This is what a city is - it is a desperate argument against truth, that has been built into a towering, vast, lie to stand before all who desire it as truth. Built to look beautiful, but with an ugly black heart... and in the end far worse, far uglier, than the truth its architects and engineers and inhabitants seek so desperately to avoid having to face.
Facing the truth of the world, of existence, of the universe, means having to face the truths about yourself... and that is a journey few people are comfortable with, and will go to great and terrible lengths to avoid.
I am forever thankful to live in truth...

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