Naked Tech:

One must try to determine the best balance to strike that benefits the whole network.. In the world, we will have to deal with infant societies, ghastly out of scale, boisterous and piercingly chaffing the fabric of our culture of referenced cadence. If we at one point reach a density pattern that allows society to stabilize at 12 billion, within that will be packets of society that refuse to live in the fabric, and thus fall into megastructural pockets. The rare, but refined Arcology that in their very imbalance is in balance! This is Naked Tech's mantra, and to make it happen one must seek to make predominant the naked tech, in the vastness's between arcological nodes.
The grid is a field.

I pledge allegiance to my soul, that I will water it each day with knowledge and the quest for truth. I also swear to protect all, as if they are myself, even those threatening to harm (from them selves). I acknowledge that no flag, or book can contain the complexities of the worlds, with their infinite spectrum of being in totality. Even Gods. Therefor, let all flags be aware: You don't need me. Your fabric I stitched.

Motives of Change

I read a lot about members of Congress reading warnings, and getting insider memos alerting them to a dire financial crisis... "William White predicted the approaching financial crisis years before 2007's subprime meltdown. But central bankers preferred to listen to his great rival Alan Greenspan instead, with devastating consequences for the global economy." and I have to start wondering... Maybe these who knew, were actually anticipating, and triangulating for this crisis.. Perhaps the thought crossed their mind "let us use this crisis to launch the changes that have been resisted by the masses, such as more monopolized and privatized systems of public resources.."

They had ample warnings, they had brains (have?), they had resources, and one should also therefore wonder, did they have Motive? What were they?

This to me, always comes back into focus, when I place it into the human nest scale... I first think "is the nest healthy?"

Already knowing that the nest's are grossly out of scale, and cancerous, I then jump to the conclusion that this is merely more symptomatic of a system that is reaching for its last glowing resource, and its original resource, the human soul.

It is up to us to tame and to manage our garden.. To also allow it to flourish in a way that is healthy in the long term, in all it variety and depth.

Floating Circi

we are going to start a travelling Walenski Circus
one tent: See Dangerous Dave fly on a wire
another: see jumping julia juggles jucifer the cat, jill, jimmy, and lexy the mice while standing on a balanceing cube.
another will be managed by the trapezing trojer, who will leap with sircio and yoannica on a trojan torus
the welding shop will have a collection of stainless steel tubing that is collected from ship wrecks we raid on the way.
oh, by the way, we have a tent that floats around as a kite, above our travel ship, a mobulus amalgum of anarchistic derellict ships from a shipwrecked king mob empire. they made their statute, now we ours.
our main tent?
of course, the four ring circuitous! The TetraGammatitron, the self assembling Halidome, made of interwoven lighter than air low pressures invisioned by Bucky.
Forget how we did it? without grants, money or farms!
we were imbeciles, but genious.
we grew it!
RA

Grant Morrison

I love Grant Morrison.
I was struck by his layer of a city under the visible city... This is a true/unreal thing... A dream world if you will that one can see or not see.
Barbelith... So, I also like the interview of the author Jeff Vandermeer for just this element as well. In G.M's Invisibles he has this element. Also calls to mind the Bible's statement (gosh, where was it at..) that each city is governed by an arch angel, a spirit, that was referred to as a principality... Really, seriously: the city is a live real thing, as in, it lives and breathes. We are its red blood cells.
I have seen the face of this creature personally, glimpses of it.
Very similar to the face of the city in Brazil, "stay.... Don't go, stay..." It wants us to carry its concrete, steel and glass.. To spread it out.