fact or fiction

Is it science fact or science fiction? Futurism presents both sides to determine the truth.

The First Date of the Rest of Our Lives
Janine stood still, eyes wide, surveying the horizon of the foaming, polluted lake. Alex couldn’t help but watch her; the palpable wonderment stirring a long-forgotten feeling of electricity in her chest. This evening, Alex’s limbs seemed to have an endless charge of static; wading through the dust and rubble was effortless. Janine was perched atop a slab of concrete with rebar winding its way upwards as if it were reaching out to feel the thick, particulate wind. As Alex helped her down, confidently securing her waist, Janine let out a nervous giggle.
By Lisa Bell5 years ago in Futurism
Dream Date
Dream Date By Casie L. Williams “Isn’t the kiss typically at the end of the date?” Celeste panted as her arms were still wrapped around Cade’s neck with her fingers entwined in his hair.
By Casie Williams5 years ago in Futurism
The Day We Did It
Look, I don’t expect you to understand. Let me guess, they haven’t even tried to upload the first mind to a computer yet? They haven’t had hundreds of years — and thousands of prisoners of war from World War V to experiment on- to perfect every single aspect of the technology? To finally be able to transfer consciousness, combine consciousness, clone consciousness, erase and alter memories? Create life but destroy the fabric of society on the whims of six men with code and wires and whiteboards who only cared about what they could do and not what they should do?
By Shawn Daring5 years ago in Futurism
Adam and Eve
It was early afternoon in the summertime, and Twyla sat alone at a dusty table. She was running her wet finger along the rim of her wine glass, trying to make it sing. Racks of expensive bottles lined the café walls, many of which would likely never be opened. From among them she had selected a merlot, because her mother drank merlot; it was a 2022 vintage. There were hardly any fires that year, and she could only imagine what this bottle might have cost. Drinking slowly, she savored each sip like her memories of the summer it represented. She toasted to her mom.
By Hillary S5 years ago in Futurism
White Noise
We ate in silence. Mary ladled thick, steaming globs of lasagna onto everyone’s plates, careful not to let even a single drop of sauce escape and God forbid land on her pristine linen tablecloth. I looked down at my plate and suddenly wished I was very, very far away. Around me the kitchen glistened with the tell tale signs of heavy bleach and OCD. The tiny sounds of forks scraping against bone China filled my ears and made me want to scream.
By Toni Jay5 years ago in Futurism
The Moon goddess
There was a time when even a blissful glance out the window would fill me with worry. I'd awake during a panic and run bent the yard to get the moon glowing excitedly within the summer twilight. Because my kids were small, I never considered whether I should turn the alarm off. Instead, I left it ringing, to not signal that the youngsters had been awake too long, but because I felt my need for the complete moon was making it impossible on behalf of me to sleep.
By Sakthi murugan5 years ago in Futurism
What is Chaos Magic?
Magick, according to The Free Dictionary, is when someone uses some form of action or effort to alter the world around them (or to alter themselves) through the power of their will. There's probably as many different definitions of the term as there are spiritual paths surrounding it, but this is the one we'll be using as the jumping off point for today. Also, in the spirit of chaos, I'm dropping the "k" from the word from here on out... you know it's there, however, so just remind yourself as you read.
By Neal Litherland5 years ago in Futurism
CHOICES
The rain pressed down on the car, the road was dark, and the headlights barely pierced through more than a few feet of the murky wall before her.
By Irene M Andrews5 years ago in Futurism
Coffee in the Park…
☼ Phyzz watched from the window as Earth went from a speck in a distant galaxy to a decent sized plant. He was excited to get out of his ship. He had been traveling alone across the universe for years. Phyzz began to slow down as Earth got closer. Unfortunately, he did not start to slow down soon enough. Phyzz buckled in as he hit Earth’s atmosphere. His ship’s lifters burned off in seconds; then control was impossible and the ground was coming fast.
By Kristen Renee5 years ago in Futurism
Sifting Through the End
At the end of 2018, after a nightmare of a nightmare and some time trying to write it all away, I published a novella, Starting in the Middle of The End. It features the story of three little girls, alone and struggling to survive. Since that time, Penny and her sisters have managed to worm their way into many of the short stories on my blog. Theirs is a different world, one that seems more plausible with each passing day, in spite of my hopes that it will remain a figment of my imagination.
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Futurism
Elon Musk's Losing Bet
"Specialising in all things that are strange, unconventional, or more poetically, eclectic since the dawn of mankind." So writes "student writer" Matthew Lee, who aside from writing posts on Quora.com, actually has written for International Business Times. He wrote an homage on Quora to Musk, saying he's as "predictable as the lotto", citing all the different types of industries the founder of Pay Pal has been involved in. That's when the theme of this article came to me because of the obvious linkage to other themes. Like disruption, innovation, and competitive creativity. All things I've exhibited expertise in where, and above, what others haven't.
By Marshall Barnes5 years ago in Futurism
Mysterious Lake
Viknyna Lake in Central Ukraine is shrouded in mystery. It is used regularly as a good lake to fish and for having a family picnics. Although locals visit it quite often to catch fish or just have a picnic, nobody is brave enough to swim in it. Why would that be? Because, according to legend, the lake is a portal or gateway to another world; another dimension. This comes from the fact that the name “Viknina” is a derivative from the Ukrainian word “window” (“vikno“). Locals also say that the lake does not freeze, even in severe frost, and that fish grow in it at an unusually rapid rate.
By Robert Taylor5 years ago in Futurism