Forests Precede Us And Deserts Dog Our

I Wondered What It Does To Each Of Us To Spend The Majority Of Our Waking Hours Doings Things We'd Rather Not Do, Wishing We Were Outside Or Simply Elsewhere, Wishing We Were Reading, Thinking, Making Love, Fishing, Sleeping, Or Simply Having Time To Figure Out Who The Hell We Are And What The Hell We're Doing.

Stand With Me. Stand And Fight. I Am One, And We Would Be Two. Two More Might Join And We Would Be Four. When Four More Join We Will Be Eight. We Will Be Eight People Fighting Whom Others Will Join. And Then More People. And More. Stand And Fight.

We Are Members Of The Most Destructive Culture Ever To Exist. Our Assault On The Natural World, On Indigenous And Other Cultures, On Women, On Children, On All Of Us Through The Possibility Of Nuclear Suicide And Other Means--all These Are Unprecedented In Their Magnitude And Ferocity.

There Is A Language Older By Far And Deeper Than Words. It Is The Language Of Bodies, Of Body On Body, Wind On Snow, Rain On Trees, Wave On Stone. It Is The Language Of Dream, Gesture, Symbol, Memory. We Have Forgotten This Language. We Do Not Even Remember That It Exists.

If We Hope To Stem The Mass Destruction That Inevitably Attends Our Economic System (and To Alter The Sense Of Entitlement - The Sense Of Contempt, The Hatred - On Which It Is Based), Fundamental Historical, Social, Economic, And Technological Forces Need To Be Pondered, Understood, And Redirected. Behavior Won't Change Much Without A Fundamental Change In Consciousness. The Question Becomes: How Do We Change Consciousness?