MAY 19, 2024


My Dearest Colleagues,

In the hallowed halls of human ambition, there dawns an epoch unlike any other—a time when our collective ingenuity shall unveil the grandest of enterprises. Imagine, if you will, the Earth's oceans, those vast and unfathomable abysses, transformed into sanctuaries of progress, supporting a teeming multitude of one hundred billion souls. What once was the domain of dark, eldritch horrors shall now become a testament to the limitless optimism of mankind.

To accomplish this monumental vision, we must embark upon a path strewn with marvels that defy comprehension. Picture the infinite expanse of the sea, now paved with colossal platforms—vast, cyclopean structures that emerge from the depths like leviathans of steel and concrete. These platforms shall house our burgeoning populace, their immense foundations anchored in the very bones of the Earth. The construction of these leviathans will require us to delve into the ocean's deepest trenches, harnessing forces so primordial, they were once the stuff of our darkest myths.

The sustenance of such a multitude shall spring forth from the ocean's hidden bounty, utilizing methods both awe-inspiring and nightmarish in their execution. Imagine vast underwater farms, illuminated by an eerie bioluminescence, where monstrous, genetically-engineered flora and fauna are cultivated in a macabre dance of life and death. These creatures, twisted and sublime, shall provide an endless supply of nourishment, ensuring that no soul goes hungry.

To quench the thirst of billions, we shall summon the arcane forces of desalination on a scale hitherto undreamt. Gargantuan machines, akin to ancient titans, will rise from the depths, converting the briny deep into pure, life-sustaining water. Their relentless labor, though echoing with the groans of tortured metal and the sighs of steam, will stand as a beacon of our triumph over the elements.

The very energy to power our oceanic utopia will be drawn from the heart of the planet itself. Geothermal vents, those fiery, abyssal maws, shall be tapped with delicate yet relentless precision, harnessing the raw, volcanic fury beneath the ocean floor. Our engineers will descend into these stygian depths, braving pressures and temperatures that would annihilate lesser beings, to secure a future of boundless energy and prosperity.

In this grand pursuit, we shall encounter trials that might seem nightmarish in their intensity. Yet, it is within these trials that our true nature is revealed. The sight of towering, biomechanical harvesters, scything through the bioluminescent fields, and the unending toil of desalinators, converting saltwater into sweet nectar, will be met not with dread but with unyielding determination and hope.

Thus, my esteemed colleague, let us embrace this wondrous vision with hearts full of optimism and resolve. We stand on the precipice of an age where the horrors of the deep are transformed into the bedrock of our ascendant civilization. The oceans, once shrouded in darkness and fear, shall become the fertile grounds of our greatest achievements, a testament to the indomitable spirit and boundless optimism of humanity.

Yours in relentless hope and eternal brotherhood,

H. P. Lovecraft