You want to return to nature? To the loch’s that lurk beyond the electric light? Have you completely lost the plot? Nature hates as much as the concrete, more so. Rip and tear, managed into an oblivion of straight trees and yellow bananas. We’re the responsible party for such things, and nature’s roots hold long memories. Now wander away from them both, away from the cities and the trees, off and up towards the heavens above to seek out a new world without a clue of us, start again under a new sun, a new set of suns.
May we understand that now, a new start in a place that knows
us only as lightspeed rumours.
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