We exist in a bizarre combination of Stone Age emotions, medieval beliefs, and god-like technology.

In the early stages of creation of both art and science, everything in the mind is a story.

One planet, one experiment.

Jungles and grasslands are the logical destinations, and towns and farmland the labyrinths that people have imposed between them sometime in the past. I cherish the green enclaves accidentally left behind.

Political ideology can corrupt the mind, and science.

Nature holds the key to our aesthetic, intellectual, cognitive and even spiritual satisfaction.

If we lose half the species, which could happen by the end of the century if we don't do anything, that's going to create a big difference down the line in the stability and even the economic potential in the living world. Irreversibly.