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the right angle

For those who still genuinely appreciate nature for the wonder it is, they will have noticed how the right angle is conspicuously absent, yet in the artificial construct we call civilisation, it is utterly inescapable.

For the most recent part of our history – the last few thousand years – the right angle is surely the most defining feature of civilisation, one so basic and unimaginative, so uninspiring, that it’s arguably the reason why we arrived so prematurely at the end of our time. From screens to stairs, paintings and pages, windows and walls, beds and bricks, from boxes to buildings, chessboards to chocolate bars, the right angle describes them all. Simple, yes, and practical to a degree, in that the square and the rectangle tessellate perfectly; but therein lies the issue, and the reason why nature never sought to make use of them.

Square tiles perfectly cover our floors, they seamlessly sit side by side. We have become fearful of gaps lest nature might squeeze through uninvited. ‘Mind the gap’ is our unspoken mantra, and the right angle is our weapon of choice against that perceived threat. Our cities are expanses of tessellating concrete which suffocate the very life out of nature. Our houses are made of tightly knitted bricks, sealed doors and windows; an unhealthy environment kept sterile by the use of noxious chemicals. And if we do entertain having plant-life in our homes, it will be kept in isolation, controlled, and serve no function other than to feed our vanity. Even more disturbing is the increasing popularity of plastic plants and synthetic grass.

Yet the natural world thrives on gaps. The sunlight through the gaps between the branches of trees allows for other plants to flourish. Cracks in rocks are places for seeds to grow, for roots to take hold, for insects and animals to make their homes. Gaps allow for diversity, which is nature’s greatest strength. Our sanitised, hermetically sealed world on the other hand, is designed to deter diversity, creating a ‘human only’ barren landscape of steel, concrete, glass, and machines. Even water cannot permeate our concrete ground – it is diverted away, out of sight, poisoned with our pollution and detritus, which ultimately decimates the organic life-supporting properties of the rivers and oceans which are its unavoidable destination.

Absurdly, we wage war against ourselves, supposedly to survive, but it’s our war against nature that is the cause of our demise. To survive, we need to live alongside nature and recognise that vital need for biodiversity. Despite thinking otherwise, we are just another animal on the planet, but one endowed with the means to end all life, or potentially, make it thrive.

Nature is not dirty, it is our pollution that is causing the decline of the precious ecosystem. This pollution is the by-product of our misguided desire for excessive indulgences, and the manufacture of pointless artefacts of our own creation, which only serve to alienate us further from nature, as we see the natural world as nothing more than a means to service that unfortunate obsession with artificial distractions.

We need to reevaluate our use of the rudimentary right angle, and rather, start to consider gaps in our lives – gaps where nature can flourish, and we can once again learn to live in harmony with that which we so completely depend upon. Nature is far superior in her creativity and diversity, and more beautiful than anything we can produce with our limited imagination. Celebrating our own childish achievements just prevents us from recognising the utterly astonishing phenomenon life really is.

The right angle, in truth, has proved to be the wrong angle.

Sept 2024