Paris, a winter garden; fruit orchards on the boulevards

the Seine filtered and warm -- abundance of artificial precious stones

-- gold everywhere

lighting of houses: they will store light, for certain bodies

have that property, like sugar, the flesh of certain mollusks

and phosphorus

its radiance will light the streets

end the world through the cessation of heat

the disappearance of evil 

through the disappearance of need

communion of all peoples, public celebrations

we will go to the stars and when the earth is used up

you know, humanity will spread to other planets