We create a reality centered on desires which may or may not be symbiotic with natural phenomena.

Nature, the ever-so-slightly more-powerful-beast, reclaims its possessions inevitably. We {our imagined structure of things} crumble within it and look to the stars as the 'primitive' ancestors had for eons before us - completing nature's curve.

why can't we just ditch the plastic and play naked in the street?

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