Alleluia cries the blessed trees, for they have yearned to recognize the wail of sympathetic woodsmen as they bend their vulgar weapons of destruction to the mean, yet obligatory, task of desecrating what they shall now recognize as the majestic efficiency of the forest. Alleluia sings the spirited birds. as they flee their nests, for they now know that their homes are destroyed only out of the bitterest necessity and no longer from wanton greed. Alleluia cries the mother of nature, for her children are now understood, they are now appreciated, and what more could any mother ask for, what more could any living creature ask for, than the respect and empathy of their earthly brethren?
Yet, one must ask oneself to evaluate the validity of that last statement. And, once one has found said validity, one must ask oneself under what context is that statement applicable. There are many who would agree that man has no higher responsibility than to the advancement of his own race. Where humans are concerned there are no definitive laws governing the etiquette between Homo Sapiens and all earth's creatures deemed subservient to their covetous whims- said creatures thought subservient are considered merely tools for the human race to wield, and, in conjunction with the creation of further cavalier mayhem, tools we will use to propel our race into a "Golden Age" of stability and control. Yet, consider for a moment, current sentiments about domesticated animals. Many a pet owner will give more consideration to his pet's needs than to his own. Why is this, one must wonder. Well, is it not because, through time and interaction with said pets, the owner can more easily recognize the merit and beauty within their animal? Is it not fair to say that familiarity breeds beauty? And from beauty does one not grow to cherish?
Our beloved Fido is no tool but a companion. Nature too is a companion, but a more vital one than Fido will ever be for it creates and sustains beauty and life. It is both reasonable and correct to say that Mother Nature has inspired all that is beautiful within the human race; she has nurtured us at her breast and though she is a hard mistress, she has not stolen what she could not grant once more. Let us, therefore, in the realm of common decency, return the favor and destroy not that which what we don't understand. For the moment, humans live in tolerance of nature's wild fancies, and similarly, the earth tolerates the human existence. Each force will strike out on occasion-the earth with weapons composed of dirt, wind and water-the humans with the destructive elements of rude axes and angry guns, of the blunt force of machinery and the acidic touch of chemicals. And the trauma created by both forces will, once more, be endured in both ignorance and burgeoning apathy by the human race and by nature's adaptive healing.
Nature and the human race are the deciding factors in earth's history. Like the mythical Titans who battled from sunrise to sunrise creating and destroying, so too have these two forces struggles. This confrontation has been near constant, and will remain that way as the majority of people live, unfettered by guilt, while the economy gluttons itself off of the reckless annihilation of out natural world, its animals, and its finest gift to man- tranquility.
To accept and to understand truth, to sense and to experience with naive innocence, to know serenity as the aged trees do- this is the phenomena of nature, the phenomenon of its eternal adaptations to rapid change and of the amnesty it bestows upon the alien forces that intrude upon its territory. One must only experience this state of natural repose and enlightenment for but a second to recognize it is a state essential to humanity's sanity. This awareness of nature is the greatest and most imperative responsibility we hold toward the natural world, if not the only true obligation. Let not wanton, materialistic hunger provoke the obliteration of the natural world. Instead, may one comprehend the havoc one inflicts upon the environment when one alters it and may he weep with the environment's inhabitants at the desecration of so much splendor.
To cherish-to learn from- to immerse one's self in earth's natural surroundings is to permit Mother Nature to speak her case and she is not only an eloquent speaker, but she has the bearing and majesty to influence the most callous of hearts into contemplating the value of such an obviously splendid force. Would that the brilliance of nature permeate all aspects of life. And oh! the immeasurable sorrow and anguish of a life without the beauty of such botanical wonders and spectral glories that the natural world is so eager to impart to us.
Time, the perpetual paradox: eternal unto itself, yet so fleeting for the mortal, the greatest illusion man has yet created for himself, and yet, the only recognized illusion for which there is no controversy. The gift of this valuable commodity, which all wish to buy but none sell, is the only obligation one holds to the natural world. The time to contemplate nature's absolute being, the time to garner the reverence due for nature's creatures and of the plights they suffer at our hands.
Indeed, in payment to a force that not only abided our infantile existence but helped sustain it, what could one do but offer nature our understanding as it once did for us. Alleluia cried the red men, for the mother of creation has given them a hearty herd of antelope to hunt. Alleluia cries the old man, for the mother of creation has heard his prayers and rain has fallen on his dying crops. Alleluia cries the poet, for he witnesses the earth's grandeur and is inspired.
Well, yet another Cutt-throat paper. I'm very unhappy with this one, although my teacher seemed thrilled with it. It sounded too pretentious to my liking. I know that's probably ridiculous but...
And there were far too many awkward sentences. I mean, yes, usually I allow a few awkward sentences elbow their way into my paper, but I usually limit it to about 2; this one was rife with ungainliness. Doesn't that sound like an oxymoron? Sooo pretentious yet much too awkward.
*Sigh* Such headache, but, I'm done with school- for the summer at least, then comes my senior year followed by what is supposed to be the rest of my life.
Oh! If Nina is reading this then "HI!!! ^^ How are you?!".
Yet, one must ask oneself to evaluate the validity of that last statement. And, once one has found said validity, one must ask oneself under what context is that statement applicable. There are many who would agree that man has no higher responsibility than to the advancement of his own race. Where humans are concerned there are no definitive laws governing the etiquette between Homo Sapiens and all earth's creatures deemed subservient to their covetous whims- said creatures thought subservient are considered merely tools for the human race to wield, and, in conjunction with the creation of further cavalier mayhem, tools we will use to propel our race into a "Golden Age" of stability and control. Yet, consider for a moment, current sentiments about domesticated animals. Many a pet owner will give more consideration to his pet's needs than to his own. Why is this, one must wonder. Well, is it not because, through time and interaction with said pets, the owner can more easily recognize the merit and beauty within their animal? Is it not fair to say that familiarity breeds beauty? And from beauty does one not grow to cherish?
Our beloved Fido is no tool but a companion. Nature too is a companion, but a more vital one than Fido will ever be for it creates and sustains beauty and life. It is both reasonable and correct to say that Mother Nature has inspired all that is beautiful within the human race; she has nurtured us at her breast and though she is a hard mistress, she has not stolen what she could not grant once more. Let us, therefore, in the realm of common decency, return the favor and destroy not that which what we don't understand. For the moment, humans live in tolerance of nature's wild fancies, and similarly, the earth tolerates the human existence. Each force will strike out on occasion-the earth with weapons composed of dirt, wind and water-the humans with the destructive elements of rude axes and angry guns, of the blunt force of machinery and the acidic touch of chemicals. And the trauma created by both forces will, once more, be endured in both ignorance and burgeoning apathy by the human race and by nature's adaptive healing.
Nature and the human race are the deciding factors in earth's history. Like the mythical Titans who battled from sunrise to sunrise creating and destroying, so too have these two forces struggles. This confrontation has been near constant, and will remain that way as the majority of people live, unfettered by guilt, while the economy gluttons itself off of the reckless annihilation of out natural world, its animals, and its finest gift to man- tranquility.
To accept and to understand truth, to sense and to experience with naive innocence, to know serenity as the aged trees do- this is the phenomena of nature, the phenomenon of its eternal adaptations to rapid change and of the amnesty it bestows upon the alien forces that intrude upon its territory. One must only experience this state of natural repose and enlightenment for but a second to recognize it is a state essential to humanity's sanity. This awareness of nature is the greatest and most imperative responsibility we hold toward the natural world, if not the only true obligation. Let not wanton, materialistic hunger provoke the obliteration of the natural world. Instead, may one comprehend the havoc one inflicts upon the environment when one alters it and may he weep with the environment's inhabitants at the desecration of so much splendor.
To cherish-to learn from- to immerse one's self in earth's natural surroundings is to permit Mother Nature to speak her case and she is not only an eloquent speaker, but she has the bearing and majesty to influence the most callous of hearts into contemplating the value of such an obviously splendid force. Would that the brilliance of nature permeate all aspects of life. And oh! the immeasurable sorrow and anguish of a life without the beauty of such botanical wonders and spectral glories that the natural world is so eager to impart to us.
Time, the perpetual paradox: eternal unto itself, yet so fleeting for the mortal, the greatest illusion man has yet created for himself, and yet, the only recognized illusion for which there is no controversy. The gift of this valuable commodity, which all wish to buy but none sell, is the only obligation one holds to the natural world. The time to contemplate nature's absolute being, the time to garner the reverence due for nature's creatures and of the plights they suffer at our hands.
Indeed, in payment to a force that not only abided our infantile existence but helped sustain it, what could one do but offer nature our understanding as it once did for us. Alleluia cried the red men, for the mother of creation has given them a hearty herd of antelope to hunt. Alleluia cries the old man, for the mother of creation has heard his prayers and rain has fallen on his dying crops. Alleluia cries the poet, for he witnesses the earth's grandeur and is inspired.
Well, yet another Cutt-throat paper. I'm very unhappy with this one, although my teacher seemed thrilled with it. It sounded too pretentious to my liking. I know that's probably ridiculous but...
And there were far too many awkward sentences. I mean, yes, usually I allow a few awkward sentences elbow their way into my paper, but I usually limit it to about 2; this one was rife with ungainliness. Doesn't that sound like an oxymoron? Sooo pretentious yet much too awkward.
*Sigh* Such headache, but, I'm done with school- for the summer at least, then comes my senior year followed by what is supposed to be the rest of my life.
Oh! If Nina is reading this then "HI!!! ^^ How are you?!".
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