I dreamt of the earth after us,
As mountains erode and time helps the cities crumble.
So easy to think that the earth revolves around us,
That after us, the planet stops.
We who can change the weather.

When we make our world so inhospitable we can’t survive,
Life crawls blindly forward,
Consciousness revives, organisms organize.
Cells of the earth join together to create new minds.

Small lives build new worlds,
Cast a net across the surface and through layers below,
Constant construction, destruction, erosion, rebuilding.
After us, on a scaffolding of rust and ashes, salt and sand,

Digesting through it, stumbling numbly,
Vagabond life picks through the detritus and continues unconcerned.
Profligate Earth pays no mind to the foibles of her creation.
She scatters choices for those who can still choose.





©2016 by Robert Rich, BMI

Recorded 2014-2016 by Robert Rich at Soundscape, Mountain View
Sonic additions by Forrest Fang (2016) on #8 and #9.
Mixed and mastered by Robert Rich at Soundscape in 2016
Tools and assistance from Synthesis Technology, Dave Smith Instruments, Haken, Noise Bug, Old Crow, 2C, Apple, ADK, Merrell, eowave, Izotope, STG systems, Intellijel, Audio Damage, and more. Thanks of course to Dixie and to all of you who listen.

Cover art by Romanie Sanchez (www.romanie.net)
“WhaleBird” (©2014) “Flower in my Desert” (©2011) “Autoflora” (©2011)
Design and Layout by John Bergin

More information and music at http://robertrich.com