Smokestacks fall.

Cities are turned to dust.

Buildings collapse.

Nothing is left but vast wilderness.

The star-crowned elder

whispers songs of long forgotten days:

An aeon of balance.

A world in harmony.

Bow down to Mother Earth:

Eternal guardian of life.

Show reverence, feel the rain on your skin

and become one with the hallowed earth again.

There is only one hope for life on earth: The end of industrialism, global capitalism and civilization in general. Technology won't help us solving the problems we face. it may solve some, while continuing to create more and more. We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors - we borrow it from our children. If they shall have a future on a living planet, we need to live in harmony with nature and the living systems surrounding us. Visualize vast wilderness." - M