On earth, there are billions of people. Living, breathing, waking up. These creatures sleep when there is no light. When darkness swallows the sunlight but leaves the moon in its astonishing picture. A photo of darkness and moonlight and dancing hippies crowded around a fire in the middle of the woods. The progression of the landscape is continuous and emotional for those who care. One can climb over a wall and visualise manmade buildings and sculptures and towers and one can chose to climb a mountain and see blankets of ocean, rainforest or deserts. The choices are endless, earth is precious, plants are precious, bacteria is precious, animals are precious, apart from one sort, the kind that likes to set itself aside from the animal kingdom, become a different species. Precious is not the right word to describe this wildling. That animal is dangerous. On its own a tiger or a lion would easily **** it, and eat it alive.  Brutal, show no mercy. But give them some tools and they will blow any creatures head of in mysterious ways.