Saturday, May 06, 2006

It seems

that life/nature just is with no purpose or meaning, just livingness happening in the now with no supreme intelligence or pre-ordained direction, but evolving ecologically through the complex interaction of it's numerous life forms, including homo sapiens whose members have developed this destructive habit of psychologically separating from the whole. 

There the game begins, and the seeing of this is the end. 

"Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved". 

Except there's no mystery.