a man goes into the desert where he meditates on the ruins of a once great city. he goes to sleep or enters into some kind of trance. a spectre (lucifer?) appears to him and shows him the rise and fall of mans history. the spectre tells him it does not have to be this way and departs. the narrator wakes and marvels at his dream. he takes his leave from the ruins and resolves to write a book on how man can avoid any more ruin and create a world without ruin. at a price.
the book is not as interesting as i judged from the title. i had expected a book on architectural ruins, a book similar to rose macaulays pleasure of ruins, a book in praise of ruin. in lieu of that the book is a sermon against the truth of ruin. a book that is nothing less than an early version of the new world order dogma in praise of scientistical progress and usurpation of deity by man, luciferianism.
the entire text of " the ruins or, meditation on the revolutions of empires and the law of nature " can be read online at the archive.org.
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