Depressed Earth
The older you get, the more life becomes miserable, all the people you grow up with die, your parents die, your grandparents die, your dog dies, your energy diminishes, there’s less books to read, there’s no more groups to discover, you just end up a barren wasteland, trying to discover something new, which never really occurs. You end finding worth in groups which 2 or 3 years ago you would have spat on, which I do all the time, its depressing, I mean, I am getting into Buffalo Springfield, which is a nightmare.
Richey Edwards

Beneath the Silures’ feet the Carboniferous swamps, mud, sediment and organic matter, compressed over millions of years, turned into high quality anthracite coal. This valuable dark artery runs serpentine from Spain under the Bay of Biscay to Britain and across the Atlantic to Pennsylvania. The subterranean horizontal passage of solidified carbon sludge is an ominous harbinger of the tumultuous binds that link the peoples and the social institutions born out of its exploitation. On the golden sands of Langland Bay, 2,500 years ago… a Silurian child is building sand castles and knocking them down.