A young soul shares some old thoughts about what’s really important.
I love the old movies about the late 1800s and early 1900s… back when things were made of wood and leather, stone and steel… not plastic and laminate sawdust with a woodgrain sticker holding it together. It was a better time, I think… everything seems like it was so much more real and authentic… from the things we had to the work we did.. our relationships, friendships and families… life was a lot harder, but better at the same time.
A hundred years from now nobody will have antiques from now, because nothing is meant to last… our lives are disposable. We stamp furniture out of a mold when it used to be carved by an artist’s hand. Instead of shelves of leather bound books and journals containing our stories and memories scratched in ink, we have little screens that don’t really hold anything at all. Cars are made out…
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