For Many a Millennia

For many a millennia man has walked on this earth. During this journey he has learned much but not enough for his appetite. To feed the hunger he grows a special garden, a garden filled with technology, each year a bigger crop is harvested to satisfy the increasing need for knowledge. For many a millennia man has mauled and scarred the face of the earth, has interrupted and disturbed the workings of nature with his pollution, destruction, wars, tearing down, and building up -- events of mainly technological origins. For many a millennia man's knowledge has enlarged, now it's running amok. If it continues we will find ourselves buried in long forgotten tombs of earthen crust, from space just holes and pot marks in Terran soil, on ground level vast wastelands excavated by man to feed technology, to build concrete roads and buildings, creating a Heaven for man, a real hell for Earth, a planet which millennia ago was still uncluttered, much greener, pollution free. A virgin among the stars awaiting the then unknown dawn of technological rape. 1977