We have been living a myth. We have constructed a dream. We have cajoled and seduced ourselves into believing we are the center of all things; with plants and other sentient beings from ants to lizards to coyotes and grizzly bears, remaining subservient to our whims, desires, and needs. This is a lethal lie that will be seen by future generations... See more
Terry Tempest Williams • The Pall Of Our Unrest
We will be known as a culture that feared death
and adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurity
for the few and cared little for the penury of the
many. We will be known as a culture that taught
and rewarded the amassing of things, that spoke
little if at all about the quality of life for
people (other people), for dogs, for rivers. All
the world, in
... See moreImagine that the earth we are experiencing now is like a star.
Many of the stars we see have already died.
What we experience as that guiding bright beauty,
is the residue of something time and the eye has not caught up with.
If the apocalypse already happened,
then the talk of the end of the world is a distraction from the world that already ended.
T... See more
Many of the stars we see have already died.
What we experience as that guiding bright beauty,
is the residue of something time and the eye has not caught up with.
If the apocalypse already happened,
then the talk of the end of the world is a distraction from the world that already ended.
T... See more
Allegra Preuss • The Water in the Wood
The somber truth is that the vast bulk of nature’s staggering abundance has already disappeared. We live in a world characterized primarily by the relative silence and emptiness of its natural spaces.
resilience.org • The Ideology of Human Supremacy
The worm drives helically through the wood
And does not know the dust left in the bore
Once made the table integral and good;
And suddenly the crystal hits the floor.
Electrons find their paths in subtle ways,
A massless eddy in a trail of smoke;
The names of lovers, light of other days --
Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke.
The universe winds... See more
And does not know the dust left in the bore
Once made the table integral and good;
And suddenly the crystal hits the floor.
Electrons find their paths in subtle ways,
A massless eddy in a trail of smoke;
The names of lovers, light of other days --
Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke.
The universe winds... See more