Down by the riverside - "She's a bright girl, but she knows nothing of the world"

The "green belt" runs through Scottsdale, it's the ten percent of the city that isn't concrete. Grass, the colour of which would make the green giant proud, combined with small lakes and large ponds in between the turf and trees. It feels as if the green belt is to nature what pets are to the animal kingdom. It's aesthetically beautiful, it's just that it feels like a golf course for the public. If you dig a massive hole in the ground, fill it with water and fish, then turf round the edges what do you have? How far is it possible for nature to be unnatural? I suppose it's the same as being attracted to the girl with the spray tan and fake breasts; fine for looking at but no substance. Almost as though the idyllic image of nature supercedes nature itself. It's as though we want the desirable parts to exist separate from those we deem undesirable.

I'm not saying perfection isn't beautiful, I'm saying it gets boring. I don't mean to sound like a whiney bitch and I'm not moaning, I'm sitting beside one of these lakes as I write this and it's amazing. As I've said before these are just thoughts, not meant to have a point just meant to be honest. All the conflict and irony I've drawn out of this man - made natural beauty seems irrelevant now. I just took a walk and got to see the sun set into mountains. I'd liken that to the pale girl, with the average sized breasts, with the personality and the substance. The girl who has that smile that leaves you helpless to do anything but beam right back at her. Truly beautiful.