Sacred sand

Yesterday I took a rather long hike into the desert and came upon a sand dune and spent several hours just meditating upon this wind sculpted landscape of sand and it occurred to me that much of modern life is much ado about nothing. I recall reading an observation that Benjamin Franklin made in a letter to a friend, it was about how native Americans would leave their original lifestyle and become educated in the early American universities, and upon being "civilized" these newly educated individuals would at some point return to their people and return to their former lifestyle. One native American remarked that the white man overly complicated life and in the process became detached from the natural flow of nature. Which makes me wonder why we fuss so to modernize the world, to bring all the conveniences of modern science to all beings, and for what? To become aliens in our former garden? After countless eons of humans adapting to the natural environment, we have in a very short time detached ourselves from that environment, and have become overly complicated beings who have become lost and disconnected from what God and eons of evolution have made us.