There is no need to save phenomena with grace, with faith, nor with totalizing theories, nor with scientific objectivity, nor with transcendental subjectivity. They are saved by the anima mundi, by their own souls, and by our simple gasp at this imaginary beauty. “We love the world because it is beautiful, its sounds, its smells, the composition of its structures, the sensitive presence of the world as a body. Finally, under the ecological crisis1