What does ‘our own planet’ even mean? What is our connection to this world…this specific world? Why do we bless and torture it all the same? What happens when something tries to take it away from us? How deeply are we connected to this planet after all? And would a necessary piece of ourselves be gone, were it gone…a piece integral to our very being human, as it were? What else would we be elsewhere?
On the Nature of Worlds…
Eclogue of Five Worlds 