As man lurches forward towards oblivion, head first, inebriated and numbed by pharmaceuticals and overstimulated by the sheer mass of modernity, plunging our bloated digits into terra firma and strip-mining her of lithium and dignity, infecting her with virulent avarice, our oceans swell and surge, our beasts take flight in search of one last refuge. Where mankind has not plundered, nor left in ruins. The terrible mess we made, we leave for ancestors to ponder as they roam the waste. In search of peace.