Planet Interlude

“This world is indeed a living being endowed with a soul and intelligence…
a single visible living entity containing all other living entities;
which by their nature are all related.”

— Plato, Timeus (4th Century B.C.)

Since the last time I visited the Bear Lakes in 2021, humanity had expanded its power of vision a hundredfold.  NASA’s launch of the James Webb Space Telescope (JWST) was awesome in its technical scope, miraculously flawless in its deployment, and unprecedented in its audacity.  Its sensors could provide enough data for images to be constructed of stars and galaxies over 13 billion light years distant from our Earth.  To what astonishing dimensions has the Eye of the universe developed!  This new toy for astrophysicists promised to hugely advance our understanding of the origins of the universe, and the potential for life on other planets.  However, it came with a hefty price tag of over 10 billion dollars, at a time when the U.S. economy was strained beyond its capacity, due to the pandemic and unbridled capitalism.  Add to that the costs of all the research and development leading up to the project, as well as the combined achievements of the past, upon which this latest scientific triumph was built, and the sum was an astronomical proportion of humankind’s resources being devoted to seeing how far we can see.

However, this noble scientific venture paled in comparison to the combined military expenditures of the world’s nations, which still dwarfed NASA’s budget by trillions of dollars.  Unlike science’s forays into the great unknown, the only objective of this vast industrial-military development was to see how quickly we could all kill each other.  You get what you pay for, I guess.  I wondered what the scientists on those distant planets thought of us here on Earth, as they peered through something even better than our expensive playthings, observing and gathering data on our curious appetite for self-destruction.

Several months after the launch, the JWST captured data to produce an image that completely blurred the lines of astrophysics.  It revealed large, galactic structures, whose age and precise location could be calculated from the speed of light.  Those objects were older than what the long-established “Big Bang Theory” postulated was the age of the entire universe.  The brains of scientists went supernova all over the world.  Either the JWST was sensing something outside of known existence, or the rules regarding the origin of everything that has ever been known to exist were due for some major revisions.  Once again, as soon as the eye could see farther due to technological advances, the universe appeared to be much stranger and more extensive than we were able to comprehend with our puny powers of understanding.

“The most radical thing any of us can do at this time
is to be fully present to what is happening in the world.”

— Joanna Macy

How can humankind dare to study other forms of life in the universe (or elsewhere), when we can’t even understand them on our own planet?  Consider that the vast majority of organisms on Earth live in a ubiquitous environment that is mysterious, only partially explored, and hostile to humans: underwater.  There is an entire alien world covering over 70% of our planet; making waves and lapping at our toes, and we can’t go there.  We can barely even observe it.  Oh sure, we use our scientific gadgets and tech toys to explore for a little while, or we might visit for a few minutes at a time in a free dive, but we cannot stay there.  In fact, we would die very quickly.  On our own planet!  Even the simplest plankton or larvae can gain everything it needs from a liquid environment; without technical aid of any kind.  But we cannot.  And yet, we spend huge sums of money and expend vast technological resources to try and engage with distant, alien worlds, when we can’t even fathom the one we’re standing on!

Ask yourself: What if the entire, combined global budgets for space exploration had been spent instead on maintaining our own home, first?  Think of the foolish homeowner who spends all his money on his yard, and lets the house itself rot beneath his feet.  Or burns it to the ground, in his haste to destroy his own domicile!  If we want to be magnanimous, why not divert all the money we spend on weapons of war, to preserve the lands we so jealously guard?  Why are we in such a hurry to extinguish ourselves?  Why do we look outside ourselves for that which already exists within?

We’ve lost sight of the fact that that there is already a vast biosphere of amazing life forms all around us.  For example, one very different class of beings is able to perform “superhuman” feats that we can only approach with a vigorous application of technology.  They fly through the air, dive at high speeds against forces of gravity that would cause humans to pass out, and see accurately for miles (and at night!).  They can outswim and capture fishes underwater, and navigate unerringly across hemispheres using magnetic geo-positioning processes we cannot begin to understand.  They insulate themselves, and raise their young in sub-zero temperatures… completely with their own powers.  Of course, I’m talking about birds, which do not need technology to master their environment: they are the superlative, self-replicating technology we try to emulate (at great expense!).

Insects, birds, arthropods, mammals… they all have nothing but the bodies with which they were born, and the collective life-knowledge they represent.  Humans, on the other hand, have little in the way of instinct or effective body tools, except for opposable thumbs… and an oversized brain that won’t stop trying to possess and control everything.  Driven by our helpless frustration and inadequacy, we have ransacked the planet – and all its living creatures – for our own selfish gain.  Of all the species that have evolved over millions of years, we are the only ones still alive that were not born with everything we needed to survive.  Our inadequacy is complete, and we try to compensate by exerting our insatiable dominion on an entire planet full of organisms we barely understand.

In contrast, even common plants and fungus everywhere are capable of performing astonishing feats of symbiosis, alchemy, and chemistry that our greatest scientists cannot match.  When you think about it, most of the achievements of humankind have resulted from the natural aid of plants and fungi.  So, how do we repay them for all the gifts they provide?  We pillage, poison, slash, and burn.  We haven’t realized but a fraction of all the lessons they have to teach us, and yet we destroy them and their habitats before we even get a chance to learn.  We are far more interested in the products of our insatiable culture than in the ecosystems that provide the basis for them to be realized.

Additionally, the majority of bacteria, microscopic creatures, and soil-dwellers underneath our feet haven’t even been classified or discovered yet, but our civilizations look to the stars with yearning, as if they might answer the questions we have so poorly answered on our home planet.  We obsessively build elaborate tools and visual aids to discover what’s “out there,” when we haven’t even understood what’s right here.  Because if we had fully learned what the earth had to teach us, we would take better care of it.  Imagine if all our culture, money, science, and technology had been devoted to developing a paradigm of maintenance for our special home first; and second, to educate all people and governments about its importance.  That would certainly be an advanced civilization worthy of study!

Learn from Your Elders

Birds = 150 million years old
Whales = 50 million years old
Wolves = 30 million years old
Humans = 1 million years old

Humankind has been trying to define and emulate the infinite for as long as the first human eye opened to the light.  Science labors tirelessly to seek the answers to all the questions: the mystery and renewal of life, self-replicating systems, and the Holy Grail of perpetual energy.  Well, guess what?  Those things exist already; in a singular, cohesive, and dynamic entity.

You’re standing on it!

Our Earth is the highest functioning, most self-sustaining system of life in the known universe.  Trees and plants convert sunlight into oxygen and food, and a multitude of organisms thrive on the bounty.  Water exists everywhere; in multiple forms that naturally recycle.  Life is endemic to Earth.  And yet, the law of life is ratified by death, and so all creatures must die, and return their elements to the system so more plants can grow, and produce more oxygen.  Earth is a self-renewing miracle of creation; the crown jewel of our existence.

Instead of trying to discover the meaning of life, new methods of perpetual motion, or a source of never-ending energy, shouldn’t our first priority be learning how to maintain (and not destroy) the perfect algorithm of creation on which we stand?  Why do we forever search for the supreme system, when we’re already a part of it every day?  Perhaps we are frightened of its indifference to us.  The Earth will proceed in endless cycles of renewal, whether we participate or not, and all we have to do is learn how to be relevant to its journey.

Squatters

Indulge me with a brief thought exercise.  Imagine that you live in a beautiful home that is amply provisioned, offered to you at no cost by a benevolent landlord.  It has all the room you need to live, and more.  There is no need for distinctions such as “inside” or “outside.”  Your domicile has everything you need, and there is no reason to go anywhere else your entire life.  Your home is endlessly fascinating, with enough beauty and entertainment for several fulfilling lifetimes.

This home is your permanent residence, and you aren’t going anywhere else.  So let’s make it fun for you.  For your sustenance and pure enjoyment, there is an abundance of delicious food growing most everywhere in astonishing variety.  Every imaginable convenience of technology is available to you, and all the fun games you could possibly play, or books you wish to read.  You can choose the people with whom you live, or you can live alone – whatever pleases you.  You can do virtually anything you like.

Your gorgeous living spaces are lavishly planted with attractive trees and flowers, and are sustained by dynamic, interconnected bodies of water.  In fact, most of your home is a huge swimming pool, filled with a wondrous richness of life.  These impressive waterways are fed by sparkling streams and waterfalls.  In addition, the sun provides all the energy you could possibly need.  Beautiful companion animals wander freely in your living areas, further enriching your life experience.  There are no walls at all in your home.  Instead, a gigantic ventilation system is powered by the plants, and provides a rich and nourishing blend of gases to breathe, including just the right amount of oxygen.  This same nourishing medium is shared everywhere in your home.  Like I said, all of this abundance is provided willingly, at no cost to you.

So what do you do, now that you’ve got it made?

You do what most human beings would do: you trash the place.  First you start killing all the animals.  The food that grows is getting boring, or you get tired of waiting for it.  So you hunt and eat the animals until they’re gone, and consume all the swimming things in your pools, too.  Then you start polluting your streams and waterways, because it’s easier than the forethought and effort required to keep them clean.  You restlessly explore every corner of your home, and deliberately leave your marks and garbage in passing, as if your existence is validated only by others knowing you were there.  You gouge great scars in the living floors of your home, and cut away many of the plants, burning them in your avarice to gain from every asset implicit in your interior landscaping.  The smoke fouls your home’s delicate ventilation system, causing the temperature to rise and become uncomfortable.  You know, in your heart of hearts, that all this destruction is your fault, and yet you do nothing at all to repair it, or even slow it down.  In your spite, you create poisonous substances and pour them all over your floors, in the waters, and on the grasslands.  You slash and burn, and defecate and destroy, until your filth and pestilence threaten to terminate your own life – and the life of your only home as well – so that no other tenants may enjoy it.

What do you think the landlord is going to do when she comes back?

“It is the destruction of the world
in our own lives that drives us
half insane, and more than half.
To destroy that which we were given
in trust: how will we bear it?
It is our own bodies that we give
to be broken, and our bodies
existing before and after us
in clod and cloud, worm and tree
that we, driving or driven, despise
in our haste to die, our country
spent in shining cars speeding
to junk.  To have lost, wantonly,
the ancient forests, the vast grasslands
is our madness, the presence
in our very bodies of our grief.”

— Wendell Berry