I’m currently listening to ambient music that has a bunch of nature sounds in it.
Comfy as that may be, it strikes me as somewhat odd. Here I am, sitting in my room, living at peak denaturization, enjoying all the comforts of modern living, like not having to shit in the woods every day. And yet my lizard brain still craves a lot of the stimuli that come with the lifestyle we’re so glad we left behind. So we fill our houses with flora, and play back sounds our species has gotten so used to picking up.
It’s interesting how that works. Some research has shown that having plants in your house can increase general happiness. No doubt other primal stimuli do the same. And we can do a lot to imitate all that, but it’s going to be difficult to come close to the real thing. I dream of architecture that allows itself to be enveloped by nature without sacrificing convenience of its inhabitants.
The solarpunk future isn’t here yet though.