A young person alive today might feel an incommensurate responsibility to a world carved up for liquidation by resource wars and misinformation profiteers, bent to preserve Western classical genealogies of separation and extraction, that every fiber of our contemporary cohabitation clamors is obsolete.
There can be a lot of rightful anger towards this levying of a future spent. Heightened co-experience can furnace a determined unison for brokering livability, more so than the dividend singular-interests of the sovereign few.
Tactical diplomacy, kindness, and empathy have a place in this, in leveraging more aggressive measures by and for a generation with the least to lose.
Those least secured have the most to gain from tactical truth-telling. Mutually assured destruction is not an option. Profit myopia produced the conditions we cohabit: industrial capitalism is the reproduction of unlivabilities.
Trust is a key network factor for rehabilitation.
I feel a responsibility to the labor and care of digesting the difficult truths for those marginalized of the tools to. Power differentials in a finite planet are not built to sustain. Perhaps we have a duty to deliver digestibly harder truths until upset. A positive virality is needed, to accessibilize post-humanism with wonder, unveil anthropocentric biases with artist-mediated / brokered rehabilitation, supportive of the web of life.
Warm, humic smell of refuge from once-refuse.
like rain to leaf litter earthen ferment spawns understory aromas of the enriched damp
Soil is social— earthen crust alive eats and renews belches and births sweats and retains, teems with microscopic livelihoods.
Decomposition, but a protocol for redistribution
Thinking of knowledge-pooling akin to moisture- and nutrient-retention goals in rehabilitating soils:
I would love to help organize a curriculum around The Arts of living on a damaged planet. To fill in the gaps to Vitality and diversity, a missing logic in the industrial.
Trust is a key network factor for rehabilitation.
It’s not mandatory to adaptively brace for xeriscape if we challenge the reckless finitude of 'terminality', if we dissipate human centrality and affirm community sovereignty.
The power differentials of both access and production of more capital—infrastructural & technological—upperhand troubles me. Cybernetic and blockchain technology itself is not inherently good or bad, but deployed by extant human systems of disparity can escalate / accelerate / self-perpetuate / mirror manmade inequities.
Myth and modernity go hand in hand.
Myth enables modernity, imprinting notions of the natural and unnatural.
myth is our vehicle for the delivery of hierarchies of humanness, constructs of gender, race, and assimilation a structural violence.
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I work with machines, mineral and metal to fabricate the illusions of immersive fictions—compartments at best; no material substitution for the lived reality that I come from a town of manufactured unlivability: Baotou, Inner Mongolia. Mineral and metal coerced from the earthen crust—refined (And have I been fine-tuned by the industry of institutions to bite the hand that rations out wage labor?)— packaged into polished goods, circulated, and through this atomization, permeates respiration & waterways. Like many affected by imperialism, I come from a biogeochemical natal history of separation and extraction on the scale of the sublime.