Ruins in the brain.

Ruins in the brain.

The ruins of buildings from past civilizations are what attract the most people, and I myself have visited the sites of dilapidated fortresses, castles, and estates with curiosity.

In some places, a dual feeling arises: first, admiration for what people once built, and second, the understanding that their destruction did not save them.

There was another, incomprehensible feeling that I couldn't understand for a long time, but apparently the time has come to understand it... perhaps.

You know, all these ruins seem to tell us that what we've lost cannot be restored. How else can we understand that instead of restored palaces, we continue to see only ruins? That's how we were raised... or am I wrong?

Essentially, ruins breed ruins in thinking, like, if you haven't managed to achieve something today, or if you've abandoned some skill, it can't be fixed; it will forever remain ruins?

So we drive along a deserted road, surrounded by the ruins of what we haven't achieved, what we've stopped paying attention to, but it's very important and interesting.

I don't know what I'll be able to restore in my life, but some things will rise from the ruins. For example, I've rediscovered graphite pencils, started studying gardening, horticulture, animal husbandry, poultry farming, and beekeeping. I've become interested in metalworking and woodworking. I've begun to understand how to weave baskets from vines and reeds. There's so much more I need to reclaim from the ruins of my brain. I want to get there. :)

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Category:	Art, Photography, digital art.
Tools:	Sony Cyber-shot DSC-HX300
Location:	Ukraine
Author:	Author @barski. In my publications you will see only my author's works.