When I feel downtrodden by life I think of the number of living species, of their interconnections, of the amount of time required for their development in the history of evolution, of their reliance on numbers to be sure to survive in the struggle for life through generations. All our thinking habits are founded on the idea that man is the most important living species. But is it really so? Are we the sovereign on the planet? In the efforts of conservationism there is an implied recognition that those species on the way to extinction must be saved. That whales, dolphins, elephants, butterflies, and various plants are to be saved when threatened of disappearance. But this recognition is never articulated. To admit that each species might have in its structure at least a part of the essential secrets of life that should be considered sacred, would bring to a total upheaval in human philosophy of life. Some very serious authors have neared to a different approach. I name some of them: Gregory Bateson, Maturana, Varela, E.O.Wilson, Lovelock, Fritjof Capra. There are hints of this perspective in Martin Heidegger, in Hinduism and Taoism.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
--Samuel Beckett
