Biopunk
2025.03.02
Sunday March 2, 2025
Good morning, that wonderful way.
Hello. O/
Welcome back.
Another day.
Get your shine on and game on.
Hope you’re well.
On with the show.
What to write about but The World?
Then scale it down.
Airplane thunder sounds take offs from the airport nearby.
The barely-a-need-for-a-telescope night sky gives way to a white hinting at blue upside down bowl.
Color changing shape-shifting Mama Earth, thanks for the place to stay.
We think clouds are random shapes of hydration.
We can be such fools sometimes.
As if Nature, Power-house Tsunami Mami Earth didn’t plan ahead.
A girl’s gotta take care of herself you know.
We oughta help her out more.
If humanity is watched by Heaven above like a television show, we’re a daily episode of Hoarders.
“Why are they keeping all that…?”
The World turns, The Sun burns, stick a seed in the dirt, step on it, wait and you’ve got breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Care for the ground makes the food look, taste and be healthier for you.
Make shelter, make beautiful things, take care of our house and she takes care of us.
Simple.
We shouldn’t go back to living outside like campers, shouldn’t forego our modern conveniences, only make them fit better with what’s here.
Cyberpunk? Steampunk? No.
Biopunk.
We don’t make synthetics; we enhance and encourage and direct the ways already here.
The Earth has house rules. We know them. We need to use our tech to make it easier for forests to grow.
Want more paper? Make trees grow faster, fuller, more abundant.
Synthetic isn’t unnatural; it cycles out of sync with what best sustains the way of life that best supports the well-being of the house.
If you cook and eat healthy and never wash the dishes, the sink piles up. Clean ‘em up or find another sink.
We’ve been in ‘find-another-sink’ mode for so long.
We’re doing what we can to clean the kitchens of our ancestors to keep our house livable… to change the station from Hoarders to a show called, ‘A Good Life.’
Take care, clean up a little, and make a better day.
