How It Once Was

And Oron spoke to his son Jacob about
  how it once was

About how the land once supported mankind
  and the creatures of the field

In the beginning the cycles of manifestation
  were the greatest power

The cycles of dispensation regulated all
  Life on this planet

The fruits of Nature came and went

Each learned to work and Live within the Order

Or died

There was no way to cheat

The forms of Life came forth and grew and
  evolved  -  ran their natural course of existence

And died in their own time  -  as all things must

But the Force or Spirit of Life once more cloaked
  its self in the material of this plane

To come forth again and again in it's apparently
  endless sequence of expressions of its self

Each more refined and remarkable than the
  one before

This is how it once was

As the Creative Force wove the glorious Fabric of Life

A Living Cloak upon this once barren globe

At some point in time  -  I know not when

The idea arose in man that he could or should take
  charge of his life

To make things better for himself

That he need not accept the cycles of dispensation
  as Life provided

And took away

Perhaps he thought or desired not to die in his own time

Or that his children or wife should not die

This is not known to me

All that is known is that mankind came to rebel
  against the Order of Life

Perhaps this is the natural next step for man

I do not know

In any case  -  man made many changes in this world

Apparently to improve his situation  -  the he might
  not have to strive and struggle and die

That Life might be made easier  -  and last longer

How and why is lost in the passage of time

All that is known is that man became greedy and
  selfish and feared for himself

Once man took only what he needed to live and
  there was balance in this world

But man then came to take more than he needed

And deprived others of his kind and the creatures
  of the field what they needed to live out their
  allotted span of time

The Order of Life was disrupted

Soon the vast green cloak of the forests began
  to disappear

Slowly at first  -  but with ever and ever
  increasing speed

For a time Nature could heal the wounds to
  the body

But as man sought more and more not to die  -  with
  his vaccinations and his cures  -  the population
  grew and grew and began to overwhelm the natural
  life support system of this plane of existence

More and more the great canopy of the forest disappeared

The creatures of the field  -  who also make up the
  fabric of life on this plane  -  began to disappear

The atmosphere and climate began to change

The concoctions of man to improve his lot in life
  began to sterilize and poison the earth

Whole species were destroyed to make man safer and
  gorge his belly beyond and reasonable need

The signs of decay and corruption were clear

But man refused or was unable to see the error
  of his ways

The great crime being perpetuated on the fragile
  beauty of the earth

And ultimately upon himself

Man created new systems to support himself

And as each failed in time  -  sought to create another
  and another

Each failing more quickly than the last

It is not known if this journey man has taken is right
  or wrong

Perhaps we have failed at our destiny

Perhaps not

All that is known by me is that man suffers greatly
  amid his own creations

Has brought this suffering upon himself by not
  accepting the gifts of Life as they are offered

And accepting their loss when they are reclaimed
  by the order of things

The creatures of the field are born and die in
  their own time  -  without complaint

I have seen it so

In our own time  -  we must make our own choices