It's true what they say, about the urban jungle- It's a mess of concrete, steel, and rubber, slowly decomposing through the mundane ins and outs of everyday existence. I passed a sign that endorsed our new highway that runs in a circle around the city, and thought of all the poor souls running round and round that thing till the road disintegrates or till their wheels fall off; and in the center of this wonderful metropolis, jam-packed like sardines, are business people and corporate goons chasing their own tails of greed and ambition.
Maybe it's the ambition of man that has allowed him to flourish, the will and drive to do more than simply survive; to chase the dreams and delusions of grandeur. This growth-obsession, to go beyond nature, is what threatens nature itself. I'm sure if the animals could talk their news cast would be something along the lines of
"Humans Move Further Inland! Thousands Evacuated."
The human expansion phenomenon is in full throttle, and while the urge to broaden our horizons does seem to be a natural human trait, so does the dark deal it has with self-destruction. It would seem that the more advanced we get, the more we leave ourselves behind. The only hope for our furry brethren now is to adapt human traits, and I believe I saw progress on that front the other day.
As I was returning home from work I saw a bird eating it's brother on the road. The dead fowl couldn't care less of course, but what of the other? Certainly times weren't as harsh as to warrant cannibalism, but that is just what was happening. Perhaps the bird couldn't be bothered to go to the local field where he usually ate, or perhaps he saw it as a way to get ahead in the neck-and-neck competition for territory and food privileges. We'll never know, but in a hundred years or so, I'd say the animals will have come a long way. Survival is a powerful instinct.
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