“They are building them out of concrete tonight, trying to defeat the elements I suppose. Well, good luck with that then!” Gun Roswell
The structure standing ever so tall, no matter if someone would down fall. It is built to stand time even it stall, but then again, that thought, could be its greatest downfall. After all, nothing, not even rock, lasts really forever so, maybe, the goal should be set, a tad lower. Just maybe you think?
But whatever the intentions here were, it all looks so totally cool, still in its building stages, against the light from the opposite side, shining ever so bright. At least, then it is totally dark and the moon is the only object now giving light. Casting the eerie shadows across the pitch black night skies.
So, now, I am sitting here, on my own ready made balcony, enjoying (or not) the views of the constructions site, sending all kinds of weird and photogenic vibes across the lines, and in the process of simply glaring at the sight, snapping some kind of photos with a somewhat artistic eye, in the middle of the night no less.
But I must confess, the picture was well worth the taking as it looks kind of cool, am I right?!