I, Alvar Nuñez Cabeza de Vaca, was shipwrecked on the eastern shore. A dainty drop of water fell from the green leaves above and landed on my tongue. I drank from the rivers without fear. I walked naked, everyone was naked. I made love with whomever I chose. I spent my days eating what the jungle provided. I went on walks though the gardens; all was health and peace; there was no work, there was no boredom, for I was an animal. I swam in the ocean; I lazed about the beach; the sun did not strike me; the cold did not chill me. Paradise, the eastern shore.

But I grew curious, and traveled west. I saw a man pick up a thigh-bone, and smash his brother's head with it.

I had left the eastern shore. And not all was green, not all was well. Ambition suddenly stirred the hearts of men; and anger suddenly burned hot in their skulls; and curiosity suddenly swelled their brains; and their brains would not be satisfied, not ever . . .

and a man circling the Earth in a spacecraft is not satisfied . . .

and a man walking on the moon is not satisfied . . .

and when men walk on Mars they will not be satisfied . . .

and men's terror increases with their dreams . . .

and men's dreams are yeast of Kali . . . dreams bring on the Age of Kali . . . energy always overflows to bring us farther . . . energy overflows to take us faster . . . Kali shall come faster and faster, till every minute shall bring a thousandfold more suffering, and every second advances that are yeast for more advances . . . and greater decline, and the prison-caves of hell.