Instead of sacredness, we have a cult of the picturesque. Landscape has little meaning for us—it has become a political symbol. We use it instead of experiencing it. Few people truly experience landscape—whether in Portugal, Herefordshire, Albania, or France. We see it, but we don't allow it to penetrate us. We have become ghosts, trapped in our own minds—televisions.
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