A long time ago there was an Earth that hung high in the sky surrounded by many many other planets. The rivers meandered here and there, spiraling downhill towards a magnificent Ocean.The Trees in the Forest loved one another and gladly helped hold one another up. As always reaching towards the Sun. The animals frolicked and understood their lives. Their deaths. Their existence. The battles never existed bc death was short when others needed to be fed. The circle of Life and Death they would say. Acceptance and Surrender like the roots of the majestic Trees in the Earth.One day man evolved. No better nor worse than the animals, until he discovered the ways of destruction. Creation for purpose of destruction. And little by little chunks of the Earth were pulled apart. The Trees plucked not one by one but in great masses. The Forest's were torn down and it was then that the animals learned fear. The balance was gone and would no longer exist. Yet man"progressed" with it's creations for destructions. And little by little the world shifted. The land shifted. The oil of Mother Earth was sucked out like a straw leaving her dry and dusty. She wept and raged. And of all the people there was just a few recognized the gift of the Earth.