The Rain Forests
Because as you get older you find wisdom, make peace, rely on science. Ultimately things find measure and assigned value will force importance on weighing change. Little else in the word is so misguided as youth. Blazing trails is so often coincidental to the trials by fire which will scorch the wonderful nature which stood before. Tearing up the atmosphere and the ecology so helplessly. Helpless because of a lack of science. Misguided because there is little wisdom as to which information is reliable. The youth relies on a narrative which is sought after, not stumbled upon. Decisions made without consistency. When time rolls forward errors are the scars on both the land and the hiker. These rummaged remnants of places where choices were stubbornly forced. The damage done to relationships and resources deplete spirit and wealth. For this there is no currency. Each backstep is priceless and has irreparable consequences. A fine distinction...