What’s inexcusable and truly tragic is that we’ve taken a perfectly good environment and pretty much neglected to care for it. There has always been a balance to be kept, and every reason to tread lightly and avoid excess. But instead we’ve treated this planet like it’s too big to fail.
In true literalist fashion, we’ve filled the earth and done our best, i.e. worst, to subdue it.
It won’t fail, though—in the big picture. It’ll fail us because we have failed it. The earth will heal itself, or continue on in some wounded fashion, but without us, without the source of its pain, the source of its neglect and abuse. It is us who have to go.
That process seems to have begun.
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