it's funny to think of the disintegration of civilizations with mister. my eyes are itchy. it looks like rain again. i saw days of future past last night. we are precarious. the system we created overcame the need to adapt and separated us from the natural environment. in our control of nature we've lost the ability to survive outside of the precarious built space. the systems we created have to be fed fossil fuel, and we have become, with our consumption, plastic people. it's funny to think about these things with mister. nature is still so close by.