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The Viewers Perspective


I see something different. Instead of filthy streets and broken down cities, I see art. The world is a sculpture. Every single piece carefully, and articulately placed. Every piece of trash Lining the streets, Everything on Earth is a part of this sculpture. And we, All of us, have a perception, An idea, an opinion. But the world is moving. We are moving, Always. So therefore, the message, The viewer's perspective Is changing every second. They see Providence, And I see living, moving art. And it's beautiful.
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