In the beginning, man could hear the grass grow. He sang with the music of the Universe. And then, for survival, the Fall. Switching off the celestial programme, he chose to make with the mechanics of the intellect a wheel and a fire and an atom bomb. Now, purpose served, Nature in our age of electro-chemical technology is preparing for an exhilirating gambit -- to implode the ecstatic and terrifying riches of the brain at present only stored as deep collective nostalgia into the very heart of our own time's mind.