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Goldfish Wetdreams

So here's my big insight. My two cents worth, which will remain worth only a penny unless it somehow aligns with your penny for thoughts and shared feelings. What if we put our human nature genie back in Earth's home-nature bottle? OK, already I hear Fundamentalists about the great transcendent Sacred Divide between humanity and monkeys and trees, and even more so between human biosystems and any generic ecosystem, like a river, or four growing seasons in a regeneratively nutritious healthy year. But, if you could just hang in there for a minute or two and let yourself wildly imagine theoretical implications of looking conjecturally at all of creation as one integral Creating Nature; as a Thought Experiment, maybe? Just pretend you're following along in Einstein's brilliant kind of heuristic exercise. Enjoy your ride a bit more. We'll get back to the Cross and the Ballistic Terrorist Terrors later. Maybe a lot later. So we have one united, more or less, nature and now we have two words sharing a prefix, rooted in the concept of "home" or "household", economics, the study of human value transactions, expansions, recessions, stalemates, monopolies, competitive rabidity and cooperative gift-nutrition-forward rhythms and seasonal patterns. Then we have this newer word, ecology, for the study of nutritional through pathological relationships, transactions, weedish monocultural eruptions, empathic trusts and mistrusts and mutually immune distrusts within Nature's ecosystemic organic health lives and deaths of history. Yes, you see where my natural organic mindbody is going with this. In that no one seems quite clear about just what economic science does very well, that could not also apply to ecological systems more generically, maybe if human nature is just...you know, a slightly demented portion of Earth's econature, then we might regain an important clue about our "home team" ecological nutritional and eco-dissonant pathological value exchange patterns and rhythms. All this, by simply remembering that ecosystems gave evolutionary-historical-cultural progenitive birth to biosystems, including AnthroTribe, as divine Light gave birth to humane Word. So ecosystemic development is also egosystemic healthy wealthy regenerative development, or ego-suboptimizing degenerative under-development, sweeping across enculturation's history of redundant multicultural languages and side-by-side specialist paradigms. And, now we can all just learn to cooperatively get along and live happily and healthily ever after. Good. I feel better. My job here is done. I can rest in ecosystemic peace and quasi-justice. Honey, unplug the phone and fire up the hibachi. Let's grill sweet corn and vegeburgers. And, by the way, you remember what Bill Maher said about THC "What? They're afraid we'll be smarter than we really are?" Well, I wonder if that's similar to why an economist might resist thinking of ones' AnthroSelf as an ecologist wanna-be, but only studying the elephant's capital-mind-head investments, as opposed to a full nutritional mindbody analysis, because if eco-normists were expected to confine their scientific conjectures to ecological-evolutionary models, then they might be smarter about forecasting the future cooperative values of sustainable WinWin health-power than is your average MedicinePower Person. I'm frankly not sure what these two insights have to do with each other, but it seemed to make sense to my goldfish, who just upped and died with a smile on her face, so we grilled that golden ruled ecosystem too. I'm sure that's what she would have wanted, but primarily because, had our situations been reversed, that would have been my highest and best nutritious recycling baptism-dream as well.

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