Diverting the Flow of Bodies Through a Space to Inspire Community: An Alphabet
I’ve been thinking about the concept of community a lot. How an important part of communal living is surrendering into change, allowing for randomness, allowing for others to transform us. A healthy house, in my opinion, ought to have a lot of different kinds of people circulating through its commons, much like a healthy downtown. It is this level of randomness and flow that actually allows people to do their own thing. They can come down to the river and drink, and then back to their dens to dream and work.
“Diverting the Flow of Bodies Through a Space to Inspire Community: An Alphabet”
ALL-TOGETHERNESS / ABORTIONS / ARRANGEMENT
CREATIVITY / CONSTRAINTS / COLLAPSE / COMMUNES / COMMUNAL LIVING / CCD
DISPERSAL / DISTRACTION / DEFERENCE / DISORGANIZATION
EGRESS / ETHICS
FREEDOM / FLOWS / FORGETTING
HISTORY / HIVES / HONEY / HONEYBEES
KAABAA / KINSHIP / KINDRED / KIN / KINGDOMS
MECCA / MORALITY
NOTHINGNESS / NEGATION / NOURISHMENT
OPERA / ORGANIZATION
PUMPS / PERMACULTURE / PREGNANCY
QUEENDOM / QUEEN BEES
RIVERS / RIVERBANKS / RIPARIAN ZONES
STREAMS / SPACE / SPIGOTS / SHUNTS / SPACIOUSNESS
UTOPIAS / UTIS
VENUS / VENUS BARBATAA / VOLUNTARINESS
WATER / WEAVING / WINTER / WOE(BEGONE)
YELLOW / YARROW
ZEITGEIST / ZEALOTS
Colony Collapse (CCD) is occurring because bees are living among bombs, toxic bombs, poisons lacing their landscape. The fertilizers are killing them, the pesticides are killing them, the mites are killing them, but, somewhat (but never) like AIDS, what is actually killing them is the co-infection, the coming-together, the acquired immune deficiency of these plagues. Each CCD hive has a different constellation of issues, in different proportions, some so different that they can no longer be officially classified as CCD.
Bees hate sickness, so the sick bees voluntarily leave the hive to die. If more than a certain number of bees leave the hive, the rest of the bees leave and the colony collapses, abandoning the queen, a hoard of food, and some nurse bees, who care for the remaining immature bees and the queen herself.
What can we infer from this about our own communities, our own hives? Too many toxins in a space will repel community, ultimately, and a certain combination of toxins will kill the community altogether. Also, once a certain number of members have abandoned ship, the community will collapse, leaving the most diehard behind, maybe, and more community-driven resources than they can handle. Most importantly, though, to voluntarily self-separate when ill will actually deplete the community more than staying to be cared for.