The Sky Oscillates Between Eternity and Its Immediate Consequences
The future comes in renders, and sustainable smart cities are imagined as highly eicient stomachs. Their guts spread across valleys and mountains. They aim to achieve an alchemist’s dream – to create a closed system that turns their waste into gold. Being part of a designed endless metabolic cycle is not so much an invitation but a strict schedule for the biological and environmental clocks of all landscapes and organisms, including yourself, to keep on churning at the desired speed. For the system to be on time, you have to be on its time, or you are deemed a disruption. Yet you still stop your work and dream of your lover, or lie down simply because it feels good, or meet others on the street to witness something other than yourself burn out from exhaustion. The disruption is not a flaw but a necessity to outlive the set paradigms of a future placed on you.