"It is the same misery that is all around us. The trees here are in misery. The birds are in misery I don't think they sing they just screech in pain...We in comparison to that enormous articulation we only sound and look like badly pronounced and half finished sentences out of a stupid surburban novel, a cheap novel and we have to become humble in front of this overwhelming misery, overwhelming fornication, overwhelming growth and overwhelming lack of order. Even the stars up here in the sky look like a mess. There is no harmony in the universe, we have to get acquainted with this idea." The Obscenity of Nature.
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