driving into the trees, yeah gimmie some of that priestly aura, the time slows down, life flows around this space, here elements seek harmony, placid lake, breeze rustles the leaves, the earth is vibrant and filled with magnetic energy, all in harmonious flux, just like an alighnment i stop in the track and listen, turning off the radio, winding down the windows, turning off the engine, i activate my perspective, ahh slip into some slow time, and thousands of years pass me by while the seconds cross the face of a clock, i see the civilization eating nature, encroaching upon the woodlands, the spine of trees severed for the human need to erect constructions, fake reality. i see the future and i mourn the trees. i return to the past where i find nothing changed, such relativity. i turn on the radio and the same song plays, i start the car and reverse along the track, the trees moves backwards into the forest and soon it is gone.