The chaotic confines of society will one day become a vast ruin of decayed insanity. We yearn for peace, yet cater to war. We thirst for love, yet imbibe in hate.

The current race of humanity seems to be nothing more then compost for a glorious future world. A world void of war, hate, greed and poverty. To dwell in a place abundant with love and laughter, to live with no leaders or followers.        

A world that sans money and creativity is currency. Lands governed on peace and harmony. Delicious dreams reign in my thoughts.                                  

Mark (Izzy) Schurr