For God’s sake, be done with this jabber of “a better world.” What blasphemy! No “futuristic” twit or child thereof ever in embodied light will see a better world than this, though they foretell inevitably a worse.
Do something! Go cut the weeds beside the oblivious road.Pick up the cans and bottles, old tires, and dead predictions. No future can be stuffed into this presence except by being dead. The day is clear and bright, and overhead the sun not yet half finished with his daily praise. Wendell Berry