Caveman

We are not fit for four walls. The preservation of favoured species by means of silicon electronics is a dead end. We are made out of carbon. Perhaps however the caveman’s skill to cope with nature has been preserved somewhere deep inside of us. If not, we are caged man, confined to our self-inflicted zoo for all eternity. So I set out for the Scottish Highlands, to find out for myself. In desperate search of the way back.