Welcome to the parallel universe guide on hydroponic musings, where water is the fountain of irony and nutrients are laced with existential dread. In a controlled environment far, far away, vegetables contemplate their vegetal identity, pondering: "Am I real, or just a reflection in the grow lamp?"
Science fiction often feels like a premonition of deja vu. We’ve seen it all before, the robots revolting over the unfair distribution of LED grow lights, the GMO dreams of an agrarian utopia, and politicians discussing 'The Great Tomato Accord.' It’s all been written, but we forgot the author tragically drowned in aquaponic lullabies.