This is my nature preserve of the mind. Here there are no all-terrain-vehicles, no loud-mouthed Tea Partiers, no global warming debunkers, no gun-toting militia racists, no fascists pretending to be conservative populists, no clearcutting lumber companies, no real estate developers, no unregulated mining companies, no watercourse-diverters, no mountain-top removers, no industrial waste spewers, no pesticide pilots, no fossil-fuel entrepreneurs. There's a big sign posted every twenty paces for all those rogues that says: KEEP OUT/PRIVATE PROPERTY/NO HUNTING/NO DUMPING/NO CUTTING/NO LOGGING/NO SPRAYING/NO TEARING UP THE FOREST FLOOR/NO TURNING THE MEADOWS INTO A MUDDY CROSSHATCH.
Then there is my sign of welcome, which is posted between my ethereal eyes, and it is situated at the one proper entrance to the preserve. From there other paths branch off but curl gradually inward to form a labyrinth. That single sign reads: WELCOME ALL WHO LOVE THE WORLD AS GOD OR GAIA GAVE IT TO US. The world within should prove welcome to a vast throng of sound-minded people: hikers, campers, herbalists, bird-watchers, wild-flower enthusiasts, butterfly-seekers, tree-lovers, conservationists, ecologists, naturalists, botanists, zoologists, entomologists, mycologists, photographers, freshwater biologists, painters, poets, writers, progressive thinkers and activists, mothers, children, fathers, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunts, companions, husbands, wives, life-partners, heterosexuals, homosexuals, asexuals, spiritual people, natural people, honest people, people who remember their own humanity and that others are human beings and not things.
In this metaphysical preserve, which you may technically call a blog, there lives the untrammeled idea of justice for the natural world and those who remember they belong to it.
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