Guns, 

Scent destroyers, 

Chainsaw, 

Timber... 



And here I am 

destined north from here 

to colder climes, where a few might stand 

Beyond this ridge I go 

In search for fertile land. 



Soon you'll feel my pain 

because I am your future son 

Man and earth as one 

or I ride on through your cancer haze. 



Blackened days, 

thick with shame. 



The Master; 

"As fluid as melting ice 

Receptive as a valley 

Clear as a glass of water 

Do you have the patience to wait till the mud settles" (2) 

"Success is as dangerous as failure 

Hope is as hollow as fear." (3) 

Victory; is a cluttered home and when 

it kills you to step outside! 



Tree stands, 

Ghost forest, 

Carbon, 

Red Moon, 



Now I lay 

Victim of the modern world 

underneath I plant three seeds 

and giveth my body - decompose 

to let grow from soil once more. 



In Satan's name 

You're exculpated from blame 

for your world turning to black 

Alas the deer shoot back 

before we destroy it all. 



The deer shoot back, 

White tail attack. 



2.(Tao Te Ching. Trans. by Stephen Mitchel,l ch.15) 

3.(Tao Te Ching. Trans .by Stephen Mitchel l ch.13)