God, I'm having trouble with this view. It's gorgeously put, romantic, even exciting to think of these as new manifestations that will be part of ourselves, our art, our literature, our mythology and magic, but then, there's the damage done ... I keep remembering a line from the movie Mindwalk. The physicist says that scientists need training in ethics as well, that sometimes discovery might need to be kept quiet. That's hard to imagine too--that something exists (some knowledge) and we're not able to learn it, follow it through, but I also don't like the notion, "We chop down trees, we plant new seeds," as if it's really that simple. Denying the possibility that everything is connected and maybe one broken link cuts off life for so many more. Yes, the chemicals are extensions of ourselves--we created--them. And war is an extension of ourselves. But a native affection?

Of course, I'm also reading this out of context, and I've never read David Jones that I know of--I'm going to go look to see what I have! Interesting theory; you have me thinking again!