“Over there, they have something they call ‘pavement’. Terrible machines use it. Machines that kill merely by existing.

They seemed completely ignorant of the fact that what they were doing to the Earth, this ‘pavement’, was being done »inside them. In their minds. The remains of their relationships. In their spirit.

And, similarly, within them… they have machines. Machines of words, concepts, ‘jobs’ and … images of a world that should never exist.

It’s terrifying.

I didn’t know what to do when I saw this, so I came home, to the mountain, the river, our people and the forest. Whatever they are doing there is mostly a disease. It’s like a library of diseases. I don’t want to see it ever again.

I hope it goes away.”

— a visitor