Sorry guys, I am on a rant this morning! Definitely got out of bed on the wrong side! 😂
The city of the future? Ha! I wouldn’t design one at all. Why are people living in cities anyway? It’s not natural, it’s by design. A control system, plain and simple. And don’t get me started on the World Economic Forum’s 15-minute city plan (actually Carlos Moreno’s plan)! 😂
Here’s my vision: no towers, no concrete boxes, no neon lights flashing “progress.” Instead, everyone has their own patch of land. A garden, a bit of wild, space to plant seeds and watch them grow. Real food, not something wrapped in plastic under fluorescent lights. A community where people trade a basket of apples for a loaf of bread, where neighbors know each other’s names, not just their Wi-Fi passwords.
We are not ants. We weren’t born to be stacked in high-rises, queuing for elevators, forgetting the sound of silence and the sight of the stars. Humanity was meant for open skies, for rivers you can drink from, for soil under your fingernails and sunlight on your skin.
The so-called “smart city” is just another cage, sleek, shiny, and convenient, but still a cage. My city of the future would be a world where no one needs a permission slip to breathe clean air or drink pure water. Where children can climb trees instead of staircases. Where you measure wealth in time, freedom, and joy, not in square footage.
I warned you I had opinions. 😆 But here is my truth, the city of the future isn’t a city at all. It’s a return. A remembering. A rebellion against the concrete jungle. Tear down the walls, plant wildflowers in the rubble, and build something real.
That’s my design: not a city, but a home.
Mae🧡
UNDER THE WILL... OVER THE DRAMA... 
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