For all our order, quantifying and measuring and the torturing of our reasoning brains we forget that nature and not our artificial and technological society is humanities ultimate arena.
Nature will claw back it´s own.
Not the benevolent romantic mother nature of Rousseau and Wordsworth but the dark primeval goddess of archaic night. Obliteration, formlessness, dissolution, a return to the eyeless murky womb of nature and the continuum in wind and water, earth and stars.
Cited from Camille Paglis’s book Sexual Personae