I’m burnt out on politics, by the way. I care less than I used to. If the world could be changed with signs on street corners, fervent support of well-intentioned bills, votes cast for the right politicians, it would have been changed already. Wouldn’t it? Not that we shouldn’t do those things — we must. And yet…
I believe, today, that the world we’ve made will be changed by only two forces: love, and catastrophic disaster.
I await both of them now, with equal anticipation.
Dear sweet species, I love you endlessly, in all that we have made.