Bleeding Butterflies

A commentary to the increasing fracture between mankind and nature, where we are no longer one in the same, but rather a force of friction for each other. In the pursuit of industrialisation, we've lost an innocent beauty in our nature, which we once possessed. In all the hurdles we've progressed past, regardless of their moral implication, they continue to make nature bleed. It's a non-alterable outcome, rather a result of our human condition. Don't be sad the butterflies bleed, accept that it's a result of the world we've created.