The way of domestication is to alter the nature of the thing for another’s purposes. The way of the wild human is to understand the nature of the thing itself, to feel out its contours, to find where its forms and yours align so that you can engage with it on mutual terms.
The former engenders an obsessive quest for absolute control—a fever dream of all-encompassing domination that renders experience hollow for all parties and turns life into a tool, a disposable implement, a mere means to something else.
The latter is a form of communion.