Sunday, January 29, 2006

The Future

Growing up with earthquakes, I was well aware that the earth was a living, breathy hunk of burning love - crunchy on the outside, chewy on the inside. As we continue to plunder the earth for black, drippy dinosaur bones, it's getting pretty obvious that we will run out of oil well before we are ready. I'd really like to be dead by then because folks are going to FREAK.

In the meantime, I grabbed this snapshot of the future, once again, along the Mississippi Gulf Coast, south of Highway 90. It was creepy and comforting at the same time. While MaryAnn idled nearby in the SUV, I surveyed what was left and couldn't help but think about bicycles making a comeback. Personally, however, I'd prefer horseback.


Anonymous said...

I've seen the future, brother - it is murder.


ClizBiz said...

Zat you???