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)