My favorite terrible place at the Silverdome was the ballroom/restaurant near the luxury boxes.

I wish I’d had more time in that space, but I did manage to get a few nice shots of the dregs at the bottom of the proverbial glass.

There was little left to focus on.

So few objects to hint at what once was.

So much had been sold off or stolen.

And only ghosts remained.

It’s a sobering reminder that all our best efforts to make a mark on this earth eventually come to naught.

Glass breaks.

Paint peels.

Carpet is eaten by moss.

The lights go out.

And the party ends.

 

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

~ Matthew 6:19-21 (ESV)