There is an inner logic to the mountain stream that exists regardless of what we say.
Our stories are artifacts of our extensive neurology–no more, no less.
The human is not the yardstick of the cosmos. We are not the measure of progress or elevated above the natural world. Our destruction or preservation is inconsequential. The human paradigm is an infinitesimally small one, as deserving as any other.
There are rewards if we act in harmony with our bodies and ecosystem.
Reality is beautifully indifferent.