Urban living has always tended to produce a sentimental view of nature. Nature is thought of as a garden, or a view framed by a window, or as an arena of freedom. Peasants, sailors, nomads have known better. Nature is energy and struggle. It is what exists without any promise. If it can be thought of by man as an arena, a setting, it has to be thought of as one which lends itself as much to evil as to good. Its energy is fearsomely indifferent. The first necessity for life is shelter. Shelter against nature. The first prayer is for protection. The first sign of life is pain. If Creation was purposeful, its purpose is a hidden one which can only be discovered intangibly with signs, not by evidence of what happens.
I think the best attitude for a serious futurist to have is not pessimism or optimism, but just a deep sense of engagement. It has to mean something to dyou. You have to find aspects of it that can really compel you. And you shouldn’t get hung up on whether it’s “good” or “bad” because these qualities can change their coloration quite rapidly as time continues to pass.
Interview Excerpt, Massive Change, Bruce Mao and the Institute without Boundaries.
Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children