Physiolatris. Greek for love of nature. And a lover of nature indeed.
Born under a spell cast by Zeuz, Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, Brahma and Moses, which placed my existence in the 21st century, I was given the name Physiolatris by my mother Earth and by my father Sun. Coming out of the soil, I saw my parents for the first time, so vast and arcane. With enthusiasm and concern, they told me to go live among their other children, beings like myself, and to love one another with infinite respect. So I did, and all of my siblings, including the eucalyptus, the lady bug, the oceans, the bacteria, and the other uniquely perceptive individual beings called human, loved me back in return.
I am Physiolatris.
Thank you mother Earth and father Sun.
