In memory of Sonia Marguerite with lasting love from a world without you

One June morning in 2004, Ana Maria Santi sat against a post beneath a large palm-thatched canopy, frowning as she watched a gathering of her people in Mazaraka, their hamlet on the Rio Conambu, an Ecuadoran tributary of the upper Amazon.

Quoting Les Knight " The last humans could enjoy their final sunsets peacfully, knowing they have returned the planet as close as possible to the Garden of Eden"

" He now fears that the planet is suffering a high fever, and that we are the virus."

Or even that one day--long after we're gone, unbearably lonely for the beautiful world from which we so foolishly banished ourselves--we, or our memories, might surf home aboard a cosmic electromagnetic wave to haunt our beloved Earth.