Nature sends storms and man builds shelter. At first he uses Nature to build and then, over time, creates his own materials. Concrete Jungles conquer the real ones and Man harnesses Nature. He takes the animal features he most desires and paves over wilderness. He creates light when Nature is dark and travels further than he can walk.
Things begin to die. Nature waits. She is playing a long game and watches Mankind tear themselves apart. When they are gone Nature’s green fingers grow through cracks in the concrete.
She cannot be harnessed, tamed or conquered. And she will endure.
