We live in an era where the old has died, but the new has yet to be born.
Depraved wastelands of opulence have been validated by the miserable compensation modernity affords its captured clientele.
Reefs, islands and large swaths of landscape have been engulfed for the insatiable and unsatisfiable needs of a few, raising the question where have the earths protectors gone?
Radicals, deviants and conservatives alike have not escaped the inevitable pull of social gravity, like rivers converging into the same lifeless ocean.
Whether to enjoy the comfort of conformity, or the arousal of pseudo rebellion, we are all catered for.
All that holds meaning is soon subsumed. Eroded of its sincerity and wholeness, it is repackaged and resold at nausea, energising the system it sought to unsettle.
In this world, individuality has conquered connection, competition has conquered community and the rational conquered all beauty which cannot be explained.
In the fragile remnants of hope, a new species must emerge, undivided from the earth it prowls. Freed from the illusions of false divisions, it heeds the timeless call to nurture, safeguard, and renew.
