Bush. Large green bush; behind it the remains of a previous vision, another utopia scheduled for regeneration. If there is no unattainable ‘truth’, no ‘truth’ above or beyond human reason, no ‘eternal truths’ and no limitless reason then we are scheduled to rebuild our visions as the basis for our cognition changes with generations. When achieved a dream becomes a trap, a confine build from wishful thinking. Those remaining both victors and victims?