how plotinus's ancient idea about evil explains our environmental madness

Plotinus argued evil isn't a thing but a lack, a privation of light. We've spent two thousand years chasing external demons when the real rot is closer to home. Our forests don't die from some cosmic malice, they suffocate from our absence of attention, our refusal to see them as anything but resources. The Amazon doesn't burn because evil possesses us—it burns because we've forgotten how to tend. Climate collapse isn't punishment, it's the universe screaming into a void we refuse to hear. We are the gap, the hollow where reverence used to live. Every endangered species is a symptom of our collective apathy made manifest. Maybe evil isn't somewhere out there waiting to trap us—it's the space between our ears where wonder used to grow.