Naqoyqatsi: Life as War (2002)
Prophecies are not "predictions." They state no inevitabilities. They are provided as a warning. Sometimes we find (and perhaps all too often we find), that when prophecies are ignored, the future comes upon us as we have been advised it might. Prophecy becomes prediction. A failure to heed the words of the prophets is a prediction of our doom.
So it is recorded in the Bible. And so we find it true today. Thirty-five years after Koyaanisqatsi, and fifteen years after Naqoyqatsi, don't we, in fact, find ourselves caught up in "Life as War?"
Perhaps (and we are advised to believe this, and to act accordingly), there is still time to avert the full and final advent of the prophecy found at the very end of Koyaanisqatsi. The Byrds, too, have provided a prophecy in music. There is:
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late