I know this statement, put so simply, is very likely to excite heated reactions or be scoffed at as a manifestation of my going dement or mad. But the statement must be taken as a sort of shorthand. The statement is this: Life resides in its tentative manifestation through the efforts of the oak and the albatross, of all animal and vegetal forms unadulteraded by man, who is only a devious and stray road taken by the vital stream. I cannot put this in a more articulated way for now.
Spaceships, stealths, OGMs, airbuses and what not are tragic mistakes. I can even quote the Bible for once: the book of Job. "who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings." (KJV)
I love cats and today I miss my little dog (even if dogs are a little adulterated by man, as all domesticated animals) whom today I could not see and caress and be licked by.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
--Samuel Beckett