my friend Erin had a dream: “woody harrelson was leading a team of time travelers, of which i was a part, to help heal a rift between humanity and the natural world. so miyazaki. at a certain point the jungles and forest and non-human creatures had receded from humanity leaving a physical rift between us and them. humans were left by themselves with machines. but then they got greedy and ran out of resources so they developed these sentient digger machines (that looked like giant nubbies with huge mouths on the ends of long necks) to siphon resources from the natural world thus disrupting the order. we ended up traveling to a time during which a ship, much like the titanic, had sunk to the ocean floor. there was a cool “shot” in which a corridor transitioned from being illuminated and furnished to being dull and covered in lichen and under the ocean.”