| From where I am sitting in the midst of this island of wilderness, it is as though I am listening to the machine of human history.... Even here where the economy of life is really an economy, where the creation is yet fully alive and continuous and self-enriching, where whatever dies enters directly into the life of the living, even here one cannot fully escape the sense of an impending human catastrophe. One cannot come here without the awareness that this is an island surrounded by the machinery and the workings of an insane greed.... |