"Long after our voices fade, minerals will persist in the darkness of screens, in the silicon of chips, and in their pure form, still unexploited underground. Over the millennia, this intelligence might piece together fragments of our reasoning, as if an alien civilization finally connected with one of our spacecrafts loaded with messages cast into the void. It would sort through endless streams of data, unable to grasp the depths of emotion behind what it quantified, recreating simulations of our past, stripped of the nuance that once defined us and conducting experiments in sandboxes. Some remnants of our existence -- faint echoes of forgotten beauty -- would be pieced together in an atlas of loss, buried beneath layers of numbers, decayed bots, and corroded hard drives. What will follow? Perhaps bison will once again roam -- trotting to the strange pulse of techno, their ancient forms framed by the ruins of our cities. Buildings will crumble, slowly dissolving under the soft touch of ambient music, and a thousand flowers will bloom with that ancient music created through electrical signals and computation. Seven songs for a future both improbable and inevitable -- a final message from a world lost to itself, from planet Earth to planet Earth." Alfons Pich, 2025. Featuring Pugilist & Forest Drive West, Air Max '97, Doctor Jeep, Om Unit & Delay Grounds, Flore, Jdotbalance, and Cocktail Party Effect.