The gardens of the starships
The gardens of the starships
Kari McKern

The gardens of the starships

For centuries, the West has lived by the myth of the explorer. The ship leaving port, the map unfilled, the promise of something just beyond the horizon – this was our civilisational grammar.

From the Iberian navigators to the settler colonies of the New World, from the empires of steam to the venture capital of Silicon Valley, the pattern has been constant: seek, take, move on. Mobility was vitality. Expansion was greatness. Conquest was destiny.

And it worked – for a time. In a world of near empty continents, abundant fossil energy and externalised costs, the predatory maritime state model flourished. It outcompeted the older, land-based civilisations because it was faster. It discovered the exponential curve long before the digital age: guns, steel, capital, and law in motion. It never solved its contradictions – it exported them.

But that world has closed. There are no new continents to colonise. The climate buffer is gone. The seas are mapped. The information age has removed surprise and the biosphere itself is pushing back. What once was a strength — mobility, abstraction, the capacity to extract — has become brittle. Systems built to move are now stranded. States that once surfed chaos find themselves generating more stress than they can absorb.

My “Common Adaptive Model State” is not simply a scientific tool. It is a mirror, and it has a message. It tells us that the systems that survive are those that can sense themselves – those that listen, adapt and reweave coherence from within. It tells us that emergence favours balance, not speed. That resilience is not found in freedom from limits, but in relationship to them. That human complexity, if it is to reach the stars, must first excel at gardening.

Because there are other civilisational grammars. Rice-growing societies, in particular, have known for millennia what the maritime empires never needed to learn: that survival is slow, relational and infrastructural. That you do not move on; you build. You do not pillage complexity; you cultivate it. You do not bet everything on tomorrow’s expedition; you store grain and plan for floods. These systems selected, generation after generation, for patience, for harmony, for long-term thinking.

China, Vietnam, South Korea – these are not just political entities. They are informational traditions, networks of memory and feedback evolved to manage high population densities, fragile ecologies, and collective labour. Their power lies not in military supremacy or ideological purity, but in civilisational continuity. And in the world that is coming — a world of limits, thresholds and entangled risks — that continuity is not conservative. It is revolutionary.

The West, then, stands at a crossroads. Its current model — maritime, mobile, predatory, abstract — is reaching systemic exhaustion. The metrics are clear: declining coherence, rising stress, inversion of functional nodes. The performative elite systems that once governed colonies now govern optics. The economic systems that once distributed physical goods now circulate debt and disinformation.

The society that once imagined the stars now struggles to repair its own water mains.

But all is not lost. The explorer impulse is not evil. It is simply partial. It brought us science, pluralism, music, reason. It cracked open the skull of feudalism and lit the skies with radio waves. We may yet need that spirit to seed intelligence in the void. But we will not survive unless we marry that impulse to the gardener’s ethic and hybridise our system design.

That is the lesson of my model. It does not preach morality. It measures system health. It shows which configurations endure, which fail and why.

It recognises that states are not moral actors or tribal totems – they are living systems, capable of learning. Systems which distribute stress, balance abstraction with memory and maintain coherence through function — not fiction — survive. It points, unmistakably, to a hybrid future.

The post-maritime West must become something new: a civilisation that no longer must sail outward to conquer, because it can regenerate in place.

A civilisation that understands feedback as wisdom, not threat. That builds railways instead of narratives, water systems instead of walls. That draws from Confucian bureaucracy and Daoist balance, not to copy, but to complete itself. That sees in the traditions of rice, ancestor and ritual not the Other – but a necessary partner and mentor.

We may yet reach the stars. But if we do, it will not be by climbing up the bones of fallen empires. It will be because we learned how to manage complexity at home – because we became worthy of exporting order. The ship and the spade, the cathedral and the canal, the cloud and the terrace – all these must be reconciled.

The answer is not to be found in the stock market. It is in the floodplain. It is in the irrigation channel. It is in the ancient road that was repaired a thousand times and the institution that survived not by dominating, but by adapting.

The West must hybridise. Become a learner, not just a hunter. To understand that human complexity no longer rewards dominance – it rewards care.

The explorers may still carry the torch of complexity into space. But if they go without the wisdom of the gardeners, they will repeat the pattern, burn the soil and drift in a void. The path forward is clear. We must build the garden first. Then, and only then, may we set sail again.

 

The views expressed in this article may or may not reflect those of Pearls and Irritations.

Kari McKern