Until The Culture Recognizes The Legitimacy Of

Ecology Movements, Futurism, Feminism, Urbanism, Protest And Disarmament, Personal Individuation Cannot Alone Save The World From The Catastrophe Inherent In Our Very Idea Of The World. They Require A Cosmological Vision That Saves The Phenomenon 'world' Itself, A Move In Soul That Goes Beyond Measures Of Expediency To The Archetypal Source Of Our World's Continuing Peril: The Fateful Neglect, The Repression, Of The Anima Mundi.

We Are Driven By The Results Of The Big Bang, Billions Of Years Ago, Which Eventually Produced Life, Which Eventually Produced Human Beings, And So On. But Me? I'm An Accident - A Result - And Therefore A Victim.

I'm The Result Of Upbringing, Class, Race, Gender, Social Prejudices, And Economics. So I'm A Victim Again. A Result.

Writing Books For Me Is Anyway Much Like A Military Campaign. I Confess To Fighting My Way Through With Military Metaphors. There Is A Strategy, An Overall Concept, And There Are Tactics Along The Way…tradition Would Say I Was A 'child Of Mars.'

Reconnecting To The Animal Means Getting To A More Sensitive, More Artful And More Humorous Place In The Psyche.