There Is Nothing Very 'normal' About Nature.

We Are One Of Many Appearances Of The Thing Called Life; We Are Not Its Perfect Image, For It Has No Perfect Image Except Life, And Life Is Multitudinous And Emergent In The Stream Of Time.

Man Is Dragged Hither And Thither, At One Moment By The Blind Instincts Of The Forest, At The Next By The Strange Intuitions Of A Higher Self Whose Rationale He Doubts And Does Not Understand.

I Am Not Nearly So Interested In What Monkey Man Was Derived From As I Am In What Kind Of Monkey He Is To Become.

There Is Nothing Very 'normal' About Nature.

Modern Man Lives Increasingly In The Future And Neglects The Present.