Just like the land itself, they are more interested in cutting, pruning, shaping us to some idea of what is Good and Beautiful, whether or not it’s what is actually best for us, or if it’s even based on reality. They do not value things growing wild and free. They cannot find beauty in something they feel is outside their control. They don’t really even want to try to learn how.
And so, like the plants, we have to try to persist elsewhere. To catch the wind and take purchase in wilder lands, and see what works. To try and fail and try again, instead of staying somewhere to be poisoned and flattened and burned until nothing natural remains. To find the ones who do appreciate our intrinsic beauty and give us what we need to thrive.