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Dropping Clues
Miranda plops down on her couch. She grabs her favorite book from the table in front of her and curls up. She’s trying to distract herself from her thoughts and she knows that a good book should do the trick. Her thoughts start to untangle and her body starts to relax. Old memories are lost as thoughts of wonder and mystery from her story are found. She’s reading a fiction about a man convicted of murder. Currently the killer is on the run and the main charter, Sarah, is right on his tail. Sarah finally catches up to the killer, but only to be shot down cold. The book continues showing how Sarah’s loved ones celebrate her life and how they wish they could have saved her. Miranda puts her book down and starts to gets ready for the day. She dresses in a red cropped top with a small stain on the shoulder with high waisted baggy jeans. She ties the laces on her midnight grey boots and throws up her raven black hair. She grabs an apple for breakfast before walking out of her rusted apartment door. She meets up with her best friend, Bree, downstairs in the same complex. Bree and her laugh and chat as they start to walk down to their favorite coffee shop around the street watching out for daily city dangers. They both have been living Chicago since they were kids. They enjoy the city life, but they both know the risk that comes with living in Chicago. The Windy City has a very high crime rate. Before reaching the coffee shop, Miranda spots a middle age man with messy clothes that have more holes in them than fabric and a shopping cart with a single pillow and what looks like a moldy loaf of bread. The man has a nearly empty cup next to him with a few coins in it.
By Carlie F.8 years ago in Futurism
Review of 'Humans' 3.4
A big development in Humans 3.4, one which puts Sam very much in the spotlight of this narrative. It was a logical move, putting him right in the middle of our central characters, but one which I was not happy to see.
By Paul Levinson8 years ago in Futurism
Wicked
“What do I do now?” Her question hangs in my mind, my heart beating steady as I jingle little bronze bells over the flickering wick of an ocean blue candle. The light dances in my eyes and I study the flame as it moves. My hand flourishes across the page of my journal, documenting, scribing, casting words onto the page, and forming ethereal bonds with crow-black ink. Lyra and I have been friends for nearly a decade. She trusts me, and I do my best to help her and others with my gifts when I can.
By R. M. Townsend8 years ago in Futurism
Indigenous Sustainability
Indigenous Sustainability is a soulcentric and earth based practice founded by The Rusty Anvil. This practice calls on the human species to reevaluate our place on the planet. This is a calling to shift our mentality from a world full of commodities to a world full of gifts. This gift based mindset creates a relationship of reciprocity among all life on earth. One way we can begin to understand this reciprocal relationship is by practicing ancestral skills and learning indigenous wisdom. The gift of learning how to thrive with the land instills an awareness of interconnectedness and interdependence. When we become aware of the many gifts that the Earth provides, we want to nurture, protect, and honor her rather than destroy and take advantage of her. In an indigenous world, reciprocity is in constant motion. Now more than ever, we need to shift away from an industrial growth mindset and closer to an intimate and reciprocal relationship with all life. Indigenous sustainability is a practice of ecocentric beliefs, ancestral skills, and reciprocity.
By The Rusty Anvil8 years ago in Futurism
Home? (Part 2)
Walking through a white corridor illuminated by fluorescent blue lights, I feel completely emotionless. My uniform has been slightly stained, giving the whole outfit a different overtone from the rest of the ship. Despite the fact that some invigilator may force me later to change to some clean wearables, right now it's like I'm my own self, standing out from the monotonous and boring crowd that inhabits this spacecraft. Throughout my short journey to base 5, I continue encountering several individuals, all ignoring my slightly audible "Hello's" yet some focusing for a split second on the somewhat striking dirt patch that decorates my shirt.
By Eugenia Moreno8 years ago in Futurism
Light Show
~Be Dillon~ It was after dusk when you both approached the end of the field. You settled down a distance from the water's edge, gazing out from the thinning mist at the bay and further on, the sea. The turquoise blanket was big enough to lie down on, but you smoothed it out as best as you can. Only the best for tonight.
By Monos Alba8 years ago in Futurism
Justified Paranoia
Over the last month, I have been driven… compelled… to talk about my experiences as a person who has interacted with extraterrestrial beings, or a contactee. Some people call this phenomenon “abductions” and the people involved “abductees.” Some people say we are “experiencers.” I say what I have witnessed, experienced, endured, is real—real to me—valid, and has shaped me into the person I am today.
By Erin Montgomery8 years ago in Futurism
Fearless 2
Morning came and just as promised I was able to go home. My whole family came. I was finally allowed to change into real clothes, but my clothes looked baggy and big on me because of the amount of weight I had lost since I was in a coma. I got into my dad's Volvo and we drove into the city. We then came to a community that had large black iron gates. My dad rolled down the window and punched in a code. Then the gates slid apart making way for the car to roll in. As soon as the gates were wide enough my dad drove the car forward. All the houses that we drove by had tall walls guarding them against the outside world. Then we came to a property where the walls were pink and had white trim on the edge of walls. A simple white gate held the people out of the estate. My dad punched in another code and an automatic voice answered: "Thank-you, welcome" and the gates opened so fast that it almost snapped the walls. We then drove down a curved driveway that was lined with trees. Then we came to a roundabout wherein the center was a large white fountain with a tacky cupid that sat on the top and shot water from its arrow. I then saw the largest mansion I had ever laid eyes on. There was a marble staircase leading to the house and large rectangle windows with silver frames. The whole house was pink and it matched the walls of the exterior of the house. There were white columns just beneath the balcony that had patio furniture set up. Two large planters stood on either side of the staircase. A man in a tuxedo stood by the car door and my whole family got out, including me, and the man in the tuxedo took the car keys from my dad and he drove off to park it.
By Ada Zuba8 years ago in Futurism
Top Ten Superhumans. Top Story - June 2018.
In comics and movies, human superpowers are limited by only our imagination. But in real life, there are some talented individuals with skills beyond the reach of ordinary mortals. Myths and legends abound of people with abilities ranging from the supernatural to superhuman, but these 10 people have had their unique powers verified by science. Behold, the top ten real-life X-men!
By Katy Preen8 years ago in Futurism
Culture, Religion, and the Intersection of the Two
I shift between whether I refer to myself as an atheist or an agnostic. Perhaps an agnostic atheist would be the most accurate—it's not so much an active disbelief in any deity as it is a passive lack of belief due to there being no way to prove or disprove the existence of any such deity. On a cultural level, I'd probably consider myself Hindu.
By K S8 years ago in Futurism
The Fiara Lunii
Fiara Lunii, or Beast of the Moon, is akin to the Earth stories of a werewolf, a man that can transform into a monster during full moons. However, the name Beast of the Moon is a misnomer. A more apt name of the beast would be Demonul nopții, or Demon of the Night. I give it this description because while some people think that this monster only transforms during full moons, it, in fact, can transform at will even during the day. Long ago before they were eradicated, the Fiara Lunii ravaged several towns across the countryside of Brëtana. Their gruesome night raids became infamous and also attributed to the inaccuracy in the name. This misnomer often leads to many unfortunate souls meeting their end while trying to cross the forest paths at night. Sadly this is how our story begins. With a particularly unfortunate traveler wandering a lonely forest trail a little after dusk. He had been hiking since that morning and had grown weary. This brought him to a tough situation. He could either make the journey through the night to make it to his destination by morning, or he could set up camp then finish his journey by tomorrow afternoon. Feeling the toll of his long trek weighing him down, he decided he would make camp. He soon came to rest in a clearing that would do. Lazily, he set up a makeshift tent and started a fire. Feeling satisfied with his accomplishments of the day, he looked up at the stars, feeling sleep beginning to consume him. The stars in the wilderness were always so much more clear than in his village. The moon shone brightly, bathing him in a white light that made him feel safe. This was until he heard a sound that chilled him to the bone. It was the howl of a vicious, bloodthirsty wolf. He shot up and did a quick scan of the area only to see that his fire had gone out enclosing him in darkness.
By Ink Equus8 years ago in Futurism
Organic Human
What makes us human beings I ask myself many times, in this ever changing world where ideas and constructs evolve on a decadian stage? With all the advancements in technology from biological, ecological, symbiotic and synthetic integration within or on the human body, what then was once pure flesh and blood may, it seems, soon cease to exist.
By Sharon Smith8 years ago in Futurism