I embrace the earth, hugging its enduring face, aside shards of incisive metal pass over head. Warm & unyielding, clashing with the field that never moves, everlasting, indifferent.
Man crushed between earth & wrong Iron in hate & rage.
Then.
Boisterous beast of cast iron rolls up on the surface & rises supreme between the random manic fate of metals.
For a moment.
It pops, men move with splenetic silver dashing all around, it steeling legs, hands, & flesh off souls. My rifle, a lunatic, shouts vile steel & i for more earth. It chokes cracks, & bends while i bleed some. It still only knows virulence.
Man-made metallurgic idiocy. i still reach for more earth like an infant already. But this is not a nightmare & i understand now. I am a man & the earth is more than i. We were born in hate, & evil is our becoming.
"Man is the Origin of all evil" -Carl Jung