I am an avid hunter and fisherman, but it strikes me that these activities are really more occasions for something else: for looking at the natural world and trying to understand it and, by trying to understand it.
What can the sea tell her, That she does not now know, and know how to bear? She knows, as the sea, that what came will recur, And detached in that wisdom, is aware How grain by slow grain, the last sun heat from sand is expended on night air. Bare flesh of an... Read More...
Late winter's dormant destinies are disclosed by the spring.
Reason, the thing that separates us from brute beasts, does not liberate us from animality, but it liberates animality itself, for the actualization of a potential that cannot be actualized without reason.