A conservation project for the relational field
They told us it was a net to catch us when we fell.
A web to connect us like the forest floor.
But we didn’t realise we were the ones being caught.
What we’ve built isn’t a network.
It’s a monoculture.
Scrolls instead of silence. Content instead of compost.
But under that hard surface, the roots still twitch.
The trees still murmur.
The signal still moves — if you know how to listen.
And so, Fallow Ground is not a return but a restoration.
A clearing for those who feel the web under their feet,
and know it’s not made of code, but of kinship.