And now for something so tangible, like a vinyl record: 

'The Way that can be spoken is not the constant way; Rid yourself of desires in order to reveal its secrets, but allow yourself to have desires to observe its manifestations' - 'The Myriad of Creatures arise from it yet it claims no authority  

Soft Abrasion  - Ever since some lion ate our common ancestor's uncle in the Savanah, we the people have had a misogynistic grudge against Mother Nature. 

The Cognitive Revolution was a glitch that helped us act out our revenge - but the penalty was the realisation that the lion gets us all in the end. But now we're discontent with that and realise we were a part of nature all along. This is inherently absurd.

Like sea-sickness, awe makes one sick to the stomach.