Patterns in Nature
I recently watched a video on modern architecture which try to design miniature environment on a massive artificial structure.
It looks very impressive from the outside with some semblance of life in it.
But on entirety it is static landscape eye catching from a distance but more and more you come closer to it one find oneself at a loss.
Nearer one gets to the structure more artificial it becomes.
It looks a miracle but that miracle has no life.
We would like to imprison ourselves within four walls and it is some comfort to our very selfish desires and way of life.
However, nature is not designed to be selfish but for all and sundry.
Everything that is designed biologically is part of a whole and one is connected to the other and to the physical elements and the moment one sits down and watch one feels the beauty of it unravel before ones own eyes.
It is dynamic and full of life.
The patterns of nature are made to be part of whole life.
I was watching the leaves of the coconut move gently with the oncoming wind upward and directing the wind upward. As they do that the shadows of the leaves on top falls on the leaves that are not moving making shadows on top of the leaves and making some undulating movement as they were living creatures moving on top of the leaves (call them shadow of the moving creature).
Leaves of the bread fruit tree (taller than the coconut tree) stay in tune with the wind and move it gently upward and the bamboo leaves breaks the wind in endless direction and when the wind touches me it has all the softness that one could never get from a ceiling fan.
There is not a moment a pattern remain same, it changes and changes but giving infinite variety with the rustle of the leaves making subtle musical note one could barely hear.
With this background music comes the birds resting for moment bit of a chatter with rest and making a bit of a symphony orchestra before leaving for another kind of bird to take the chorus.
Then come the squirrel giving some note or alarm by its very watchful eyes focusing on events around it.
None of these patterns can be seen in the gigantic structure with very still shadows.
The cup a tea I was sipping was over it tasted nicer even though I forgot to add some sugar.
That taste I will never have in luxury hotel suite.
Hotel suite isolate me form the living world.
No wonder all the crimes happen inside closed doors.
Why we hate our environment and built more and more skyscrapers is beyond substance or rationality.
It makes us more and more selfish. Self imposed prisons.
We want to close our doors to everything the living planet has to offer.
If this is called development I do not want it.
They are not miracle structures but monsters where life freezes for ever.
I wish I could bring them down.
Even if I do not wish them demolished certainly earth quakes will do that to bring some equilibrium in nature.
Which sensible company would take the risk rebuilding on a devastated land?