Don’t misunderstand my intent, because I fully agree with you. The harmony I mention is the Zen harmony. The Taoist balance. The idea that a poisonous tree is exactly what it’s meant to be. A venomous snake is just snaking through existence. The dance of life and death is natural. Mosquitoes and ticks engorge on blood to feed voracious birds or bats. Beetles exist that literally roll up and collect poop for their babies. We say “ick,” but that’s a palatial creche for those eggs.
It’s only us who ascribe meaning to it errantly. Our egos can’t handle a world that isn’t catering to our every whim.
The world cares naught for our pain and is not here for us. We will lay waste to the earth and it will remain after we’re gone, it will recover in a new way, and we will not even have been a memory.
Don’t misunderstand my intent, because I fully agree with you. The harmony I mention is the Zen harmony. The Taoist balance. The idea that a poisonous tree is exactly what it’s meant to be. A venomous snake is just snaking through existence. The dance of life and death is natural. Mosquitoes and ticks engorge on blood to feed voracious birds or bats. Beetles exist that literally roll up and collect poop for their babies. We say “ick,” but that’s a palatial creche for those eggs.
It’s only us who ascribe meaning to it errantly. Our egos can’t handle a world that isn’t catering to our every whim.
The world cares naught for our pain and is not here for us. We will lay waste to the earth and it will remain after we’re gone, it will recover in a new way, and we will not even have been a memory.
But, ya know… Be nice and all that.