"yeah," I say, "its going to get worse too."
"the gateway to hell is opened," she answers and walks away."
There is no evil, there's only what's worst for us. For example, my dog killed a baby gopher and ate it. Squeezed its little guts out. Is my dog evil? If not, is the nature of life evil? Surely it must be, for momma gopher, brother and sister gophers, and baby gopher especially, who may have just opened its eyes to pretty sunlight before a sudden agonizing pain. That's pretty evil. But its good for my dog. He ate. If he was a wild dog, it would be really, really good, because an easy kill is that much farther from starvation - an easy thing to do when you depend on a volatile environment to provide life.
So what is just? The dog starving, or the gopher dying? Neither of course. Therefore nature must be inherently unjust, or maybe, justice is contained within nature, not above it. A cosmic justice would be that its all a dream, part of a grand motion where at the end is a surprise party where everyone reveals they were just pretending to have forgotten your birthday. That's only a guess, obviously. based on my feeling that the self-evident Beauty Of Life is a hint rather than a delusion.
And I can't really believe my dog is evil for killing a gopher. My dog is a lot of things, but above all I see the innocence in him. Neither do I believe the baby gopher deserved to die, or that its death means nothing, which leaves me in sort of a paradox.
And I don't think I can make a distinction between some kinds of bad being evil and other kinds just being acceptable destruction. Just because a murder is that much more despicable than my dog finding dinner does not make it more unjust. The gophers must be spoken for too. Just because we have brains and make talk does not infer that our lives are more precious than gopher lives. Momma earth loves all her children equally.
The trees are the only ones to have successfully explained this to me. They say that nature is composed of twin principles: creation and destruction, that in fact humans, (who are good at making distinctions, and favor creation (good) over destruction (bad) ), are the ones who divide the one principle from the other. In nature they are unified and form a larger principle - maybe you could call it "motion". There is no sin, no absolute transgression, only trajedies: worst variations on the theme. Unneccessarily destructive and painful, trajic because they are unhappy (at least to us), but in the end only the day to day business of being born or dying.
Keep in mind that the stars and the galaxies and the sun really do not care about whether you live or die. A supernova could knock us out tommorrow and that would be the last word on all our little struggles. Nobody ever believes that the rent will come due for them until it happens. I've watched enough people bulldozed over like trash with nothing more than a shrug to know this by now.
I must add that nonetheless I fully believe in bad spirits, but only in the same way that I believe that a cat plays with a dying mouse, or a person casually eats a cow that died badly in a miserable factory. Because there is no war. Only life, whatever the fuck it is.
She is not disturbed by your possible demise.