The Pepperman and the Unproductive Farm Land

I OPENED A DOOR AND FOUND MYSELF STANDING ON WHAT SEEMED LIKE A MILLION ACRES OF FARM LAND. THE TEMPERATURE FELT VERY HOT. I WOULD SAY IN THE HIGH EIGHTIES. AND HUMID, VERY HUMID. LIKE MID WEST HUMIDITY IN LATE JULY OR EARLY AUGUST. I WAS WAITING FOR THE CLOUDS TO UNLEASH THAT MID SUMMER THUNDER STORM AND TO MAGICALLY BRING THE FIELDS TO LIFE. WHAT REALLY SEEMED OUT OF PLACE WAS THIS BEAUTIFUL STRETCH OF LAND WAS COMPLETELY BARE OF ALL VEGETATION. AS FAR AS THE EYE COULD SEE. IN EVERY DIRECTION. NO CROPS. NO GREEN FIELDS. NO FARMING MACHINERY. NO WATERING SYSTEM. NO INDICATION OF LIFE OF ANY KIND. I HAD TO ASK MYSELF THE QUESTION WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON? WAS I IN THE FUTURE OR THE PAST. THIS COULDN'T POSSIBLY BE PRESENT DAY. OR WAS IT? PRESENT DAY IN THE FUTURE? I THOUGHT TO MYSELF WAS THIS LAND NOT NEEDED? WAS THERE AN ABUNDANCE OF FOOD SUPPLY? WAS THIS LAND DELIBERATELY UN FARMED TO CREATE A FOOD SHORTAGE? WHY WAS I HERE? WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO SEE IF THERE IS NOTHING TO SEE? AT THE SAME TIME I SEE LOSS OF LIFE, EVEN IF, IT'S ONLY CROPS. IN A WAY I SEE THE STARVATION OF FARM LAND. PREVENTING MOTHER NATURE FROM PRODUCING OR REPRODUCING LIFE. LIFE IS GREAT, FANTASTIC, INCREDIBLE AND AT TIMES UNBELIEVABLE. THIS SCENIC VISION IS UN BELIEVABLE. SIMPLY.... UNBELIEVABLE. Michael E.Harris 02172021