Sometimes, when I wander in the natural world, away from human concerns, I sense some sacred balance that will restore itself, a resilience and patience in living systems that will endure the hungers, fears, and gullibility of my civilization.
On the other hand, a part of me weeps almost daily at the reckless dismantling of this miracle into which I - and the entire human experiment - was born.
Witness: Plastic islands in toxic seas. Methane rising from melting permafrost. Creeping deserts, shrinking aquifers, and declining biodiversity. Black sludge lakes in Mordor landscapes delivering deadly crude oil to our shores, risking our marine environments and coastal communities with oil spills. Our bays, inlets, and wild rivers sold to Babylon.