Natural As Fuck.

Nature is within and without us; for we are not fully domesticated, or so we should hope.
Yet, even though it makes little sense to distinguish nature and culture completely, given that what nature is is already overcoded by culture,  there is still that which is (and so could be) chaotic underneath the ontological crust that is domestication. We are technology to the degree that we depend on an apparatus that is civilization; so we must become our own tools; tools for being conduits of Being; tools for our own liberation, until we break free of ongoing domesticating culture.

Of course nature still exists. Those that are less affected by culture, at the limit, (and none can be completely "independent"--consider dioxin-everywhere) are those that we envision as moral exemplars; and for guidance we should choose those psuedo-domesticated animals that would take us away from the shitty; those that are clearly parasitic tools, but still with options. We could steal and live like parasites on a dying host; but can we, like raccoon, leave the shitty and find life? The raccoon, and the robin, the rabbit, and coyote, raven, crow and wolf; all of these are like ladders to climb towards Nature, the pure tool; completely in opposition (and prior) to technology. 

Nature is only like a perpetual motion machine, not just like, as if our imaginations were so boring; and there is nothing technological required. She is (perhaps) fully indifferent to our plight. She bats last and we shouldn't presume to know her batting record given that she has never had to step up to the plate. Nature has all sorts of processes that we might fruitfully refer to as technical processes, and letting her be, without interference, is to witness a production of beautiful perfection. How might we mimic this Art? Perhaps it starts from being with options, from being open to whatever becoming; to be in opposition to dependency; to become indifferent to expectancy.

We are suggesting that there is a world of difference between depending on X, as we technologies depend on civilization, and becoming independent of technology in becoming-tool. A mosquito, or a tree-persyn in a wild space is not dependent, but also not completely unaffected by humyn modification. If everything is connected, there is no purity--no Nature that isn't ontologically natureculture; but the ways that things are connected matters; and I'm insisting that there is a difference between dependence--technologies--and near complete indifference. Since nothing is unconnected to/unaffected by humyn scourge to some degree, we explain the intuitive difference between nature and culture by a difference about dependence and indifference. For us, dependent to a large degree, this is a matter of defection, in the sense that we ask: Does Civilization matter to us? Can we say that we do not need it? We are not yet fully indifferent because we are still dependent, and even if we could go without, we would still be affected.

Our ideal descent opposes civilege, and it isn't impractical. Our downgoing is a moral piggybacking on parasites with options. We wish to survive, by any and all means; and we are fully aware of the consequences of our choosing shitty life--for now. Could raccoon leave the shitty? Or has raccoon grown too fat off the host, thereby atrophying wild living? Perhaps some, but not all; like those that thirst for revolution and those that get paid to sell it out, we must eat the latter. Staying, defending, depending; all of this makes us restless, without genuine (qualitative) rest; leaving, traveling, opening to outpouring; all of this makes us thirsty for our own blood, that flows off us as we enliven our capacities without apparatus.