We are living in the end times. I swear it, and right before the cusp of the end is the dumpy little mess of cyberpunk. And we're here for it, right now. Hold on to your decks this is going to be a deep shadow run.
Cyberpunk Food anyone?
And I'm not talking about Chinese takeout and pizza. You can grow your own larvae to eat with farm 432.
Farm 432 enables people to become independent from the system of current meat production by growing their own protein source at home. After 432 hours, 1 gram of black soldier fly eggs turn into 2.4 kilogram of larvae protein, larvae that self-harvest and fall clean and ready to eat into a harvest bucket. Black soldier fly adults don´t eat, therefore they don´t have any mouth parts and do not transmit any disease. The larvae can be fed on bio waste, therefore the production almost costs no water or CO2. Black soldier fly larvae are one of the most efficient protein converters in insects, containing up to 42% of protein (dried), a lot of calcium and amino acids.
There's also soylent which is a sort of "shake", that you drink and can be used as an all purpose meal replacement. Just two soylent shakes a day and your good to go. Cause fuck the joy of eating. I mean don't you consider eating inconvenient. I know I do, it takes forever to grow them damn fly's for a fucking meal.
We can now hack cars that are in motion. We also have cars that drive themselves. And Elon Musk has taken it upon himself to build a tube train not all that dissimiliar from tube travel in the Jetsons.
Tattoos that are made of electronics...or electronics that are made of tattoos. Thank you Chatoic Moon, I can't wait to have a bitcoin wallet tatted on my hand. Just call me Jesse James.
Also biohacking is a fucking thing now.
The end is nigh, but we can ride this cyberpunk dystopian future all the way to the edge, and hope the fall is thrilling. So you know what you should do? Take a hacked self driving car, to the hyperloop and head toward the coast you want to see the world end on. Turn the lights down, switch Johnny Mnemonic on, your infinite channel machine, and make a big spread of flies, soylent, have a drone from amazon bring the popcorn.
Oh yeah, and that one overarching theme of cyberpunk I missed. Corporations already own us.