The Tradition of Dinosaurs in Our Engines: A Tale of Oil, Gas, and the Great Cycle of Life
Prologue: The Green Earth Prior To the Autumn
Once, in an era long before the initial human footstep, the Earth was a thriving paradise, a green stage where life played out its grand drama in wealth. Looming trees, much exceeding the reach of our tallest redwoods, extended in the direction of the paradises, their canopies like green seas of leaves. These leviathans of the plant kingdom were the lifeline of a globe teeming with animals of impressive dimension and variety.
Among these animals were the dinosaurs– magnificent beings that roamed the land in unbelievable numbers. Photo them: titanic sauropods, with necks as long as 10 males laid head to toe, their heads buried deep in the foliage as they feasted on whole trees in a single day. A banquet of environment-friendlies, a perpetual feast that maintained their colossal bodies, and a testimony to nature’s capacity to give.
Yet, with such huge cravings, also nature’s bounty was not boundless. The balance in between growth and intake stammered on a precarious edge. It was a delicate dance, a cycle where trees extended towards the sunlight, only to be brought reduced by the insatiable appetite of these mild titans.
The Tragedy: The Fall of the Titans