Vats and tanks of fermented bacteria line the walls like a well stocked convenience shop, each concession stand carefully paired with a small family of specialist tending to an odd array of fibres and foods. A Fermentation Lot like this would usually pop up in any vacancy or space, but this one drew a particular crowd of traders and makers.
Biont traders swarm the daily inventory dashboard with their empty containers and carrier bags of small metals from salvaged devices. Its large florescent interfaces mixed with bundles of grow lights woven throughout the open lab flicker against the Bionts as they jostle next to each other and attempt to log what’s available. The dash flashes ‘Horologium Flora’ and in fine print below a protocol of how the ‘flower clock’ works is detailed.
In the 1700s Carl Linnaeus wrote about alternative time telling– a *clock made up of flowering plants that open and close given the time of day. He called it Horologium Flora because each species is said to go through its own circadian rhythm by preparing at night for somnus platinum or 'the sleep of plants'.
Pair your device to the dashboard
Return seeds to the seed library
A familiar ai steadily repeats the daily inventory…
Grades of plant root from @Materialbank
Hedges of micro fibres from @fibreshed
Folds of Streptomyces coelicolour from @faberfutures
In one corner of the room a 10ft loom interlocking strings like a spider presses the vertices of its web together procedurally. Quickly printing a long sheath, this one must have been from the late 1900s because it was still made of wood. As if it was breathing the specialist checks the material as it cascades from the contraption, pulling it gently on to a table in the open lab and further evaluating its symptoms. Another vendor takes 1 metre while patching a reclaimed jacket with something that strangely resembled cotton.
Two Bionts move through the space, in tandem, towards the booth...
: do you think is Modernity coming?
: leaves rustle only when the wind passes through them and the sound of cars are beginning to seem foreign
: a lot like the latent space between a butterfly fluttering
: what nature is to science what faith to fashion
: grabbing anything thing today
: nope, I'll pass the lab and trade for tokens
Recipes for tomorrow (RFT)
Anything from meat textures, insect proteins, and open source seeds, RFT is an illustrated collection of 3D printed foods following some of the most obscure and novel ingredients in food sciences available to us. Inspired by endangered or unsustainable practices that mark a strange shift in past and future foods. It's become more than what we consume– today the performance of food is sacred to some and less important to othersAnd while the kitchen aid was once a large scale industrial machine made compact and easy to use for the everyday kitchen, what happens when the 3D printer makes its way into appliances?
On their way to a Fermentation Lot, residents of a small pod collect remnants; scraps of gold and other metals from discarded devices to be sold.
Warding off Dwellers during a slow migration, these savvy repairist trade in tarot and other tinctures.
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The swelter of salt
Haneul checking the machinery that would absorb 500 atmospheres of pressure 5 kilometres below the ocean's surface where air cavities in living things are crushed and proteins fold in on themselves. The piezolytes printed into the vessel's carbon skin would help stabilize the thing down there, but make it reek of thick wet fish. The marine engineering unit calls it Jijneun.
Trawling the trench for manganese nodules, kicking up iron ores the size of walnuts. Thermal vents superheating the water without boiling it from the pressure. Extremophile life forms metabolizing heat gradients at vent lips lined with the richest ores. Extremophiles, metals, and mining equipment that smells like dead fish – that's all that's down there.
Not even dead matter – those bits of captured sun glinting slower and slower down the ocean’s trophic cascade until the oppressively heavy nothing of the bottom stops the few carbon molecules left. Just the howling of the vessel as it scrapes the bottom.
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Memories of terraforming
By the time we realized the damage we had done to our world, it was too late to change our ways. We were going to suffocate. The atmospheric models said we had 200 years—maybe 250 tops—before the air thinned, incapable of shielding us from the sun.
We needed an escape. A planet-scale eject button for civilization.
At this time there were two schools of thought. The first was to look to the stars for refuge. Propulsion technology was getting good. Perhaps good enough to launch us to the next star system. Spectrometers on reconnaissance probes painted pictures of an oasis of lush, habitable planets, a few light-years away. We had two centuries to figure out a way to survive the long journey through the vacuum. As you know now, we did survive, and the rest as they say is history.
But not many remember that a second proposal was also made. There was another planet in our star system at the time, capable of sustaining life. Close to home, but a barren wasteland. A series of controlled thermonuclear reactions could bring about the right conditions for abiogenesis - the origin of life. As to plan, we deployed the bombs and set the planet on fire. But we ran out of time. We were forced to escape to the stars before getting to see the result of our handiwork.
Memory is a pendulum. Swing your mind far back to remember the past and if you let it loose just right, it will swing forward to reveal the future. On a clear night, point your telescope toward our neighbouring star, the one you call Sol. A civilization now exists that reminds me of our carefree past, long before our escape. You’ll find them on the third planet from the sun, one that's teeming with life. We rediscovered them recently. The successful conclusion of a forgotten terraforming project.
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Sasha isn’t working anymore, mentally. Ate something bad in the mess he says.
The cryoroaches keep moving across the plateau. Their hosts' faces frozen like death masks. Hundreds of legs pulsing in metallic tritone. We feel them on the backs of landscapes but rarely see them. We're supposed to be hunting them. But half their shell is inspired by squid skin, a plate structure that blends with the terrain – if you’re lucky you’ll spot some light dispersion, a patch of oil silking among the lichen.
The permafrost farmers said they saw 8 last week. With the Fifth Melt they’re relocating. I don’t know. Where are they going. To another unguarded grid, siphoning power to keep cool a hundred years.
The KrioRus logs say there’s 500 left. But marketing and operations used the same numbers when claiming sales a couple centuries ago. Premodern accounting. Could be just 10 really, keeping their human hosts prelive.
Seems like they set up a mesh each move to warn we're coming, distribute energy. Might be better to become one of them.
Didn't report it earlier, but we’re building one. Sasha’s been testing it.
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