Laws, religion, civil society—they were just veneers, constructions put in place by the powerful to tame us animals, impose control. Over so many years we’d forgotten, treating the constructions like they were part of nature. But nature doesn’t know good or evil. All nature knows is survival. How terrifying and freeing that right and wrong aren’t laws in stone but navigational instincts, like the kind of instinct a swallow feels for its place in a murmuration, like what guides geese north on a dark and starless night.
