The guy realizes that nature
doesn’t give a rip about his
existence. It is a-rip like a-
moral. If the conditions are
right (or wrong for the guy’s
survival), nature will do its
a-rip thing and the guy will
die. So, if eternal power is
revealed in nature (just say-
ing), that power might be
a-rip or a-moral as in “God
doesn’t give a rip about your
survival.” How does that
square with love as the mar-
row of the bones of creation?
Or maybe it just means as
was song in the old, TV de-
tective show, “Be careful.
It’s a jungle out there,”
and that must be true because
it was sung on a show about
a Monk.