This is that harmony, that symbiosis with nature and the world that we used to have as a species but over time and, rapidly within the last 50 years, have forgotten. This goes back to what I was writing about yesterday, about living in season. I actually think we’d be a lot happier and a lot healthier too. We are animal. There is no denying this, yet collectively we seem to think we are above that. That habitats should be bulldozed over to make way for ours. Badger sets destroyed for new housing developments; this is actually a crime, but no one cares and it’s done anyway. Deer and foxes will move on without a second thought, but the principle still holds.
We do not accommodate anything. We are the bullies. We, as a species are totalitarian. A complete dictatorship. As fascist as you like to use an already overly used term. We have gone from hunter gatherer ancestry who venerated the natural world to the destruction of it completely. Nature’s iconoclasts, intent on being the sole survivors of a parched and scorched earth. Exhausted and resource less, as we think we thrive and survive.