how we think about nature...is it possible to think about the natural world without politicizing it? without fettering it with possession, romanticizing it, thinking of it in the context of us, instead of vice versa? is it possible to appreciate and admire for the truth of it, and not the conceived meaning?
i'm not talking coats and rugs. i'm not talking cameron's avatar dream...what is the mystical but an experience?
we must be together...
i almost said without words,
without clothes,
without the fucking money.
and speaking of,
is that it? the last remaining vestiges of the natural within us?
meditation and sex? or a combination therein?
too many people on the side of mythos are dedicating their energy to alchemy, and not the real kind, not the kind that can save us (finding the chemical compassion), but still the fucking money. if you can hear me, false-chemists, hear this: IT'S STILL ABOUT THE MONEY, FUCKERS! by putting your learning in the desire of the material, you are missing the point. put your learning in the desire.
love,
c
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