Beauty truely is in the eyes of the beholder.
Life and death don't matter, but there is always
beauty. Unspoken, unlearned, it is wild. There
is a strength in its silence, and it roars. It
can hurt you, and you can damn it, but it will be
there. You can not take it away, with technology.
There will always be a battle, but rarely is it seen.
One day it will end. And one day it will begin.