The slime mould Physarum polycephalum in a spherical and isolated habitat. As it runs out of resources and the toxins produced by its activities begin to poison its environment, it seeks to escape. The futility of its efforts, and its externalized memories of failure, are recorded on the inside of the dome for us all to see. .
There is an obvious metaphor here for ourselves, and the impact of our own activities on planet Earth. At some point though the slime mould, this apparently simple organism, will recognise it’s predicament, take steps to reduce its activity, and will form dormant forms whose purpose is to survive the approaching crisis.
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Elevated status for slime mould – metaphor?
Yes Jac!