I find odd beauty in these destructive forest machines
Can we have this beauty
Without this ugly
To the point...
What do we value most as Modern Homo sapiens? Can we keep natural beauty, and coincidentally extract the raw materials necessary for the 7.6 billion children of the Earth to survive? Or are we going to continue to scrub the entire surface of the Earth clean?
Beautiful forest machine rusting in peace
I am going to let a wise woman end this post, with a sentiment to ponder...
When we Indians kill meat, we eat it all up. When we dig roots, we make little holes. When we build houses, we make little holes. When we burn grass for grasshoppers, we don't ruin things. We shake down acorns and pine nuts. We don't chop down the trees. We only use dead wood. But the white people plow up the ground, pull down the trees, kill everything. ... the White people pay no attention. ...How can the spirit of the earth like the White man? ... everywhere the White man has touched it, it is sore.
Wintu Woman, 19th Century
[Images: Pixabay] [Quote: We touch the Earth]