Landscapes are competitive, violent places. Ecosystems are made up of many landscapes together, making something greater than its parts. As part of an ecosystem, landscapes endure cooperatively and balanced, like the molecules in a snowflake, held together by a hexagon. An ecosystem is qualia in its fullest, innermost sense, holding the world together.
The mind, too, is held together by and ecosystem. It is filled with inner landscapes, and happiness exists where these inner landscapes are cooperative and balanced. The mind quiets. The self loses its ego.
Just as every animal is at the center of its outer landscapes, the ego always at the center of our inner landscapes. But no animal, and no mind, is ever at the center of an ecosystem.