I don’t understand many peoples approaces to getting in touch with nature. It’s not done through peace and vegetarianism, through projecting love. To embrace nature, you have to be nature. You have to affirm that you are an animal, indulge your desire, release the social fetters that gall you, to snarl and growl and take what you want, to admit death as the equal counterpoint to life, to understand that death has a place, and you have to kill. Cackle in hysteria, and simply feel things. Yes, love and measured use of resources is important to get on natures good side, but until nature can identify with you, see you as animal, you’ll be no more than a benefactor, a helpful stranger to the wild. By placing your self above the laws of wild places, you distance your self from them.
Fucking yes.
Double fucking yes.
(Source: requiemforslugs)
