Pollution is everywhere, in that ancient Greek sense of miasma: guilt experienced as abject body fluid, moral pollution defining what kinds of beings count in social space.
The ecological crisis we face is so obvious that it becomes easy...to join the dots and see that everything is interconnected. This is the ecological thought. And the more we consider it, the more our world opens up." The ecological thought "...is a vast, sprawling mesh of interconnection without a definite center or edge. It is radical intimacy, coexistence with other beings, sentient and otherwise.
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What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the interconnectedness of all life and the importance of understanding our relationships with the environment.
Timothy Morton's quote highlights the profound realization that everything in our ecosystem is interconnected, urging us to recognize our relationship with various forms of life, both sentient and non-sentient. This interconnectedness fosters a deeper ecological thought that invites contemplation and promotes a sense of responsibility for the natural world and our place within it.
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In a speech on environmental awareness, one might say, 'As Timothy Morton points out, the ecological crisis is a reminder of our interconnected existence with nature.'
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All quotes →The trouble with ecological invocations of Nature is that they're like calling for a medieval tool, perhaps a portcullis or an arrow slit, to fix a modern problem.
I grew up in a haunting postindustrial landscape where prehistoric ferns grew among tens of railway tracks surmounted by brilliant arc lights where birds nested and sang in the dead of night, because for them, it was day.
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The truth is, natural organisms have managed to do everything we want to do without guzzling fossil fuels, polluting the planet or mortgaging the future.