humans
there has been nothing of human design which has brought me to my knees with tears the way nature and animals have.
no structure or ____, only creative human pursuits created through love, and not the greed for money. the poetry of baudelaire, songs written....
and still, the vast ceilings of st paul's cathedral, built for the worship of something so beloved, cannot compare to the holiness of an animal's eyes.
the ancient patterns drawn(etched) into the skin of the arapaima...
man disrupts the perfect, intricate balance of this earth.