Man bellows greatness, his words melt into space. Man builds monuments, the earth seems to shrug. Man spills blood, the world continues to spin.
wow dude, just wow. it's so simple and brief, but nothing else need be said. So small and brief, we are. Perfect.
Nice, reminds me of the 'Emerald Forest' where one of the shamans were talking about the clearers, on the edge of the rainforest, and the city dwellers as the termite people.
