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