Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Day 197 spreads the word


Often times writing on walls, buildings, posters, lampposts, etc. is nothing more than graffiti. But once in a while something truly exceptional pops up. I couldn't tell you what this means but it's pretty amazing. Nothing funnier than deluded, paranoid, crazy people scribbling on municipal property. The transcribed text, just so you don't miss it:

Only when the last tree has withered,
the last fish has been caught,
and the last river has been poisoned,
will man realize we cannot eat money.

Wise words, I say.

1 comment:

Ro said...

i like it. speaking of words on walls, i am collecting photallity photos opts for you around here. please please please come!!!!!