Chapter 11 - Epilogue - The Dreamstate

‘…For each age is a dream that is dying and one that is coming to birth…’

At the close of the opera, the question of where we are headed as the Plastics Age draws to a close hangs in the air. What have we learnt from this journey?  

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Libretto

We are the makers

What are the dreams we can dream

With our earth

For each age is a dream that is dying

And one that is coming to birth