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The Change
The people with power, money and status hoped things would return to normal. But the pandemic lasted too long. Thousands who had paid day by day to attend an office and bask in the status of not being one of those sweaty little people who worked outdoors, cleaned toilets or helped heal the sick learned that the little people mattered more to society than the squeaky clean office workers in bullshit jobs.
By Axel P Kulit5 years ago in Futurism
Summoned
Urug stares down at the lithe mage who had summoned him from the Place Beyond Places. Metallic dust had been set into an intricate circle and he’d roared out some incantations—a bit over-the-top in delivery, in Urug’s opinion. The next moment he’d found himself here: A dingy apartment with ancient shag carpet, a bunk bed whose lower mattress was now occupied by a number of dirty clothes, and a kitchen he didn’t even want to cast his gaze towards. Something was moving, he could swear.
By Paul LeGendre5 years ago in Futurism
The Flaming Sword Of Michael
Before this humble narrator proceeds with the conclusion of this part of the story of Michael and his flaming sword, I must set the scene a bit before it unfolds. From the Smoke Mansion where Michael and Lilith had proven victorious, there leads a path. The path is a flat plane the color and pattern of heavily laden rain clouds. It leads to a similarly colored stair, which in turn leads up to a once beautiful citadel, now in ruins.
By Ross Nelson5 years ago in Futurism
The Boy With The Careless Smile
In 2072 a time where meaning has become meaningless. Where surprises have become a repetition. Where the little and simple no longer existed, where no more enjoyment existed. It was a time of nothingness. For an AI traveling through different areas nothing was different, no tasteful fashion or art, everyone was dull and boring. The AI has no means of learning anything new because there was nothing new. That is until he met the boy who would impact his life for good. On a fruitful evening a hopeful moonlight lit night the AI was wandering through a town that it never visited before called “Dry”. It’s funny why the name was chosen when it was quite the opposite in this town. The air was fresh and new, the breeze of the wind was air light and smelled inspiring. The AI was intrigued. Walking on a road that smelled like candy and the clouds were made out of a fluffy substance. Things were different here. Life was more inspiring, although it was night you could begin to feel that life was blooming here and hope was still a hopeful feeling. Unsure where to go the AI continued down the street. There were little modern homes each with different types of shapes like some looked like apples, some looked like trees. It was like this town was not affected by time, it was peacefully inclined and beautifully projected. This fascinated the AI with even more curiosity, as it advanced through the main long street of the “Dry” town. After walking for hours and absorbing all sorts of scenery, the AI grew tired. It sat down at a huge tree near a forest at the end of the road which it had finally reached. It reached out a sketchbook and began to draw the scenery. Drawing every little detail of what it encountered. From the bumpy but smooth grey textured road. To the homes that shone with its audacity and lights and different colors painted on the outer exterior walls. The grass that glistened with rainbow colors they were beautiful lights. It was a vintage feel with an add of eccentricity and modernity. After drawing every little detail, the AI began to look up and stare into the fascinating darkness above with bright little stars. The sky was embracing the AI with a show of dancing stars and glistening meteor shower. As in this time even humans were robotic emotionally and empty, except there were people in this town that were different like the AI was. Standing out with a personality, taste and curiosity. This AI never felt at ease or relaxed in the other areas that it had encountered. After all, his creator had the biggest heart in the world metaphorically speaking. Andrea the AI’s creator was a visionary, who enjoyed to travel, to wander in the world and to take the time to enjoy his surroundings while remaining peaceful and empathetic. After his years of traveling through the world and enjoying the simple things of life, Andrea’s spirit slowly was diminishing, he was dying. Obsessed with having an heir and wanting to have his dreams continued on, he took a child that was abandoned and broken physically and emotionally made him into a hybrid AI slash human. First of its kind unique and different. A successful toy, but not a boy. Tired of being a toy, the AI left to be a boy. Venturing in unknown places and continuing his creator’s dreams while working on finding his own dreams and purpose. All the venturing through life it led him here to this little town a hidden gem that may be the only one left in the world of dull. And he was loving it. The AI hybrid got up from the spot he was chilling at and began to enter the forest. Before entering he closed his small notebook and put it in his pocket. He began to walk into the forest and saw little butterflies with wings that had a glow in the dark floating aura on them. The colors were bright pink and a very light white. He smiled and reached out with his arm hoping that maybe the butterfly would land on his metallic left arm. And his wish became true the little butterfly sat on his arm and smiled with its cute little face. He began to feel at home in an unfamiliar place, a place where he could finally rest and feel at ease. The AI looked at the smiling butterfly and smiled back, the butterfly then flew away. The AI resumed walking through the forest and encountering nature’s gift and wonders. After walking for a couple minutes, he reached the beach and there he was. A tall beautiful boy with red hair, wearing a white shirt and black checkered boxers. The AI curiously looked at the boy from afar, the boy then noticed the AI. Walked towards the it and then said:
By Maii5 years ago in Futurism
The Flaming Sword Of Michael
“Then shall he say also unto them on the left hand, depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels.”
By Ross Nelson5 years ago in Futurism
The Humanoid
“I don’t know Mr. Stone,” said the Humanoid. His wide, deep black eyes were fixated on Agent Andrew Stone. “I don’t understand how I ended up to be here or anywhere at all. I only know that I wished for it.”
By Aaron Cortés5 years ago in Futurism
Free Vedic astrology life predictions: Deep insights into your Future Life
Most accurate life prediction helps human to have a better life and future. To know the future of a person and his life, we need to check his kundali chart. This life prediction by date of birth tells about our future and guides us to achieve a better future and successful life. For exact life prediction, we need the date of birth, time and place of a person.
By kundalimatching expert5 years ago in Futurism
The Flaming Sword Of Michael
"They said: Will you put on the earth one who will make there mischief and will shed blood? He said: I know what you do not know."
By Ross Nelson5 years ago in Futurism
The Flaming Sword Of Michael
Even Almighty Zeus could do nothing for me; even as I prayed, And blessed Minerva could not impart Her wisdom to me, ever to my dismay;
By Ross Nelson5 years ago in Futurism
The Flaming Sword Of Michael
“I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope, For hope would be hope for the wrong thing.” -T.S. Eliot
By Ross Nelson5 years ago in Futurism
Peaceful Storm
Before, I had laid my head down for slumber, the night was still and quiet, the heat was still on the rise, not feeling any relief from the fans that just moved hot air around in my room, as if I was lying in a hot oven… baking. While trying to sleep, a relaxing dream was interrupted by wind. Of late, I had been having dreams that caused me to rise from in terror, instead I was startled awake by the sound of the gust of wind that entered my room, in the middle of the night.
By G.A. Moore5 years ago in Futurism
My Take On Star Trek: Picard
I just recently finished the first season of Star Trek: Picard. As a long time Trekker (or is it Trekkie?), I've been longing for a descent new Star Trek show. Despite its flaws, Star Trek: Picard was the first show in a long time I was excited about seeing once it aired. In fact, it was the only reason I even purchased Amazon Prime!
By Halden Mile5 years ago in Futurism