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Id imagine, if the architects are still alive and the network still up. (I personally dont think so but anyway) Id like to imagine Al-An having to somehow frantically do a mental equivalent of "delete history" and closing every damn tab, because god forbid the first thing a whole species hears from a disgraced scientist that doomed the universe is his human fetish being broadcasted worldwide. Hes not telling anybody to give him a second, cause he cant let them think hes hiding something and they arent waiting, so hes essentially setting his brain on fire and beating it with a bat while the "connecting" loading screen is going.

Algae Street Lamps?

Fellow solarpunk genre fans, have you ever seen the algae-powered lamps? They were a popular topic back in 2013 when a man named Pierre Calleja suggested using them.

During the day, the algae uses C02 and sunlight to create energy through photosynthesis, and at night the lamp uses that stored energy to light the area.

" Basically, an algae lamp can remove as much CO2 in one year as a tree would in its lifetime." — Smithsonian Magazine

A schematic showing the design of an algae street light.    image by Peter Horvath via designboom

Using the natural energy reserves of algae may actually limit it's lifespan, so other companies are now looking towards bioluminescent algae. These algae glow naturally, so there is no need to syphon energy from them.

As of right now, those companies are still working on ways to make the glow brighter, but if it works, their blue lights could give a power-free way to light a street while the algae is also munching on C02.

Realistically, there are problems with algae lamps, such as:

How would it work in freezing climates?

How often the glass will need cleaning (though self-cleaning glass cold be an option)?

Would it put off enough light to be comparable to actual street lights?

For a fictional Solarpunk story, however, I think someone could easily make this work.

CHILDREN WHO CHASE LOST VOICES (2011)

Your kisses taste like bitter almonds

It’s wrong but I want you tonight

This is my new hear me out...Don't judge me harshly👉👈

dont be scared, even cryptids probably cum

Dirt roads

~

I love ultrakill. It's a serotonin generator. You get to do badass bullshit at basically every point in the game.

But it's also got a super interesting story hidden behind that badassery.

The story of mankind's sudden demise, at the hands of machines that they themselves created. The story of a dead god who abandoned their creations. The story of the dynamics of heaven and hell, the rebellions that started, the council, gabriel.

And, most importantly, the story and philosophy of the struggle to survive, despite all odds, the desire to persist despite the unyielding hell that one can be put through. V1 is doomed. They've been doomed from the start. No matter how far into the depths of the inferno they decend, their fuel supply will eventually run short. The other machines whom also delved into the depths of hell have already entirely cleared out 2 whole rings of hell by time v1 reaches the end of the 6th. And within the time span of less than 24 hours, no less. They won't stop until every tortured soul and demon has been wiped out, the blood runs dry, their fuel slowly depleting as they race towards their next target, battling eachother for what little scraps remain. V1 will come out on top, they always have thus far, as even god's strongest angel was no match. But top will only last so long when their fuel starts to fade, eventually leaving them nothing more but a lifeless machine once more.

But they'll be damned if they don't go out fighting.

The mirage that's fought in 2-S. The overwhelming sense of nihilism, that mentality of "we're born to die, so why try?" Life is worth living, even if it's a fleeting resource. We're born without purpose - so carve your own. V1 is a war machine created just before World Peace was achieved - as was V2. Their purpose was useless, and so only 1 of each was ever made. Yet they persist-they fight for their lives against the odds, against the pointlessness of it all.

They might just be mindless machines obeying their programming - again, they're war machines. Self preservation is probably hard baked into their very core. But should it not be that way for all of us? Shouldn't we also be fighting for our goddamn lives every second we must? Misery be damned! Get that shit out of my face! Look Misery in her cold dead eyes, and spit in her fucking grave!

Every moment you live is a defiance to the cosmos themselves. We live in an infinitely expanding universe which is utterly empty

Except for us. We are defiant. We exist. For as much as we know, we are the sole observers of this empty void, bigger than anything we can even comprehend!

So fight like an animal! Persist against the odds, scream in the face of god that you will not be brought down, no matter what hell you're put through. We were born to die anyway - so carve your own destiny, live life to the fullest, become the best you possible. Do what makes you happy - whether that be solving little puzzles, or fishing, or perfecting your own niche skills.