GRAVEYARD

Once upon a time, like twenty thousand years ago, the hunter gatherer picked up seeds into hands then forgot that seeds are to be eaten by all in order to be spread out into the chaos of life;

He began thinking 'smarter' and so began that nice age of the farmer, industrial and now internet heroes, heroic imbeciles bent on bending earth to a one will, theirs...

If they are not now gone into a dusting spread through this earth deep mantle, the remainders are but now being recycled into earth's bin;

Yet we all are still trying to 'spot' the mythical 'YETI', the 'MAN', nevermind technology and all those so called 'predictive' thrinklets, for we shall to the last remain spirit addicted ghosts;

That fateful day one, yes that first sunrise upon our specie digging down into earth's crust in order to 'improve' 'accelerate' 'modernize' all those oldies called earth's natural processes, upon that day, that specie simply started digging it's own grave;

Now this earth is but an immense graveyard,...