Tan sandstone blocks, upon which lies like a shroud a vaporous husk, the branch system of a long-dead ivy, blushing dark cobweb of dusky vine.  What enormous tonnage, what great weight of crumbling stone. All we lack is longterm thinking; the perspective of aeons.  Civilisation as we know it can not be saved, could never in its entire history have ever been saved, as it has never existed in stasis.
Listen now.
A pair of wax candles in the shape of skulls, one candyfloss pink, the other pale green; an origami heron standing two inches tall; a pair of mustard-yellow clogs tied together by a small ribbon in the colours of the Dutch flag; and the soothing sounds of:

• Hedgehog Pie - Cool Reelies
• Pigeon Religion - Scorpion Milk
• Brian Brain - The Asthma Game
• Birdyak - The Sacred Mushroom
• Vinko Trubić & Ivan Drjanić - Tanec (from wedding at Gostinjac)
• Bridget St. John - The Pebble And The Man
• Brame - Zeste Incest
• Virgin Prunes - Yeo

The ever-listening, enormous floating ear of [email protected] is ready to take your call.  Zardoz commands you to transmit your crackling netherwords into its pulsating cavity.
Twenty minutes.  No refunds.