Post 9iRUUPdPvJAVJdBleS by lunaterra@cyberia.social
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 (DIR) Post #9iRUUPdPvJAVJdBleS by lunaterra@cyberia.social
       2019-05-03T17:33:04Z
       
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       Everybody has recycled tech with free software running on it. All people have access to an application which does P2P production and distribution planning. All the border checkpoints have been torn down and turned into parks. Maglev trains, streetcars, subways, and monorails intersect the cities, only a few roads are even paved anymore (still there for accessibility reasons), the grass has been reclaiming the compacted soils underneath the asphalt. There is a sprawl, but it is harder to distinguish from the expansion of a forest. The buildings are all tightly woven together, interwoven with forested pathways and dirt paths which feel like parks. The people inside them are in groupings or alone, but there's no clear pattern governing the groupings, and the people alone have their own spaces of roughly equal comfort. Most of these spaces serve work as much as they serve play and rest. There is something odd about these buildings... they are not concrete. An unknown material which seems to have grown from out of the surrounding trees has formed them naturally, carrying electricity, water, and access to the network in it's veins. The inhabitants all tap into the adaptive tree material with adapters, carrying them where they see fit to work and rest. These buildings reseal their arteries naturally after the taps are removed without as much as a spark or a spray.Walking further, you encounter a bridge across a cold strait. It looks designed, stable, and larger than any lifeform you have ever seen, but it has grown there. It's roots mingle with the roots of the buildings at the riverbank where you can feel a connection. Across, everything is just as green, and as night falls there, and although the sun goes down, many of the buildings spew forth light from inside. A young kid walks buy, apparently sharing your view of the sunset across the strait. "Where does the energy for their lights come from?", you ask. The child answers you in three words: "The forest shares".