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Symbiote Chapter 1
The night sky rotated serenely as Xavier Thomas cruised down the I90W corridor well passed Hershey, Nebraska. The flat of the Great Plains seemed to go on forever, to every horizon. The sun had long since retired, and the temperature, which had been hot and muggy during the day, had become cold and moist in the darkness. Though Xavier had always preferred to be in small crowds, so there were less people to piss him off, this time, it was a bit different.
By daniel morris9 years ago in Futurism
Symbiote Chapter 0 (Prelude)
The pursuit of science is the key to unlocking the universe. The knowledge and technology gained are the gifts given by the universe as a reward for perseverance. No race had more perseverance in the pursuit than the long vanished Ansaii, the Byrds of legend. While other races were still throwing rocks at one another in petty attempts at power plays, the Ansaii were developing interstellar flight in practical theoretical pursuits. They had a gift for research, that nobody else could even contemplate.
By daniel morris9 years ago in Futurism
14/1/1967: The Underwater Menace – Part 1
My ongoing mission: to watch classic television fifty years after first broadcast... “You’re not turning me into a fish!” The problem I have with this episode is that Atlantis is presented as if it’s a legend (and indeed referred to as such) when it is in fact a fictional island from a MADE-UP STORY by Plato. The confusion arose when people started to speculate that Plato may have been inspired by a real place. But as far as I’m aware there is no evidence for this, and even if there was such inspiration, that’s all it was. There has never been any such place called Atlantis! So for Doctor Who to have a story set there, well the Doctor might as well visit the ‘legendary’ lands of Narnia or Tatooine or Oz or Pokemon.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Mirror Cube
Since 2020, the Year of vision, we have been told that the universe is infinitely large but, as I said in my last post, (see Kaleidoscope Part 1) the universe is actually very small. Tiny. It’s vastness is a beautiful illusion created with smoke and mirrors. Whether this is designed to make us feel insignificant is up to you. Since I revealed my Tiny Universe Theory (T.U.T) to the world, on President’s Day, 2025, I’ve been feeling nervous…anxious… paranoid, I suppose. Worrying that I may have made myself a target for the forces that want us to keep believing that we are just an insignificant speck in an enormous universe that surpasses all understanding. There's a new President in the White House and, perhaps, there's a spy in the sky watching me from the Government block right now, I don’t know. I’m sure I see circles among the clouds in the sky when I'm out walking my dog, Robbo. If my social media accounts are shut down they will claim that I was the victim of a 'Bear' hacker.
By Ian Richardson9 years ago in Futurism
Beyond the Colony (Part One)
The boys had just turned eighteen and part of the celebration was taking the walk. It was the first time the boys were allowed to walk around outside of the colony. Not that it was that special in a city of millions lots of kids turned eighteen every day. Walking out into the tunnels around the city was both an honor and a duty. It was part of guarding the colony from outside intruders. Wars were infrequent, started only when one colony drilled or tunneled into another. When this happened the colonies involved would negotiate with each other about how the space would be used. Wars would occur only when the colonies that were involved could not agree on how the space would be used. The boys were from the colony of Denver. They have had several wars with the Great Salt lake colony. Denver colony usually gave in to the demands of the Great Salt Lake colony. But that was because the Salt Lake colony had vast amounts of resources such as Salt and other metals and minerals that the colony needed to survive.
By Adam McCaulley9 years ago in Futurism
Tinni and the Chain
“Tinni, bring me my tea,” the old man said, one hand poised over the leather-bound tome on the desk before him. Tinni rose from his place in the corner, grunting as a great thundering pain pierced his back. The chain hurt more than usual. Some days it felt like little more than a finger nagging at his spine, but today it burned like fire. He pressed a gnarled hand to the place where the iron links poked out of his flesh and struggled to cross the room.
By Jeffrey Aaron Miller9 years ago in Futurism
Modern Mancy Pt 1
The pursuit of knowledge was central to Alexi’s life. For as long as he could remember, he would go to any lengths to attain more. Until recently, however, he had been bound by his duty as a spellsword for the central empires self-defense force. Military service was compulsory for his home land, and he was not about to burn bridges by refusing service, unless he had to, no Centralian would. So, he bided his time while he waited for the tenure to end. Now after more than five years, his power had grown but his hunger for knowledge wouldn’t be sated. Out on his own now, he had studied all he could in the libraries of his home, and he had to move beyond Centralian borders, well outside of his safe zone.
By daniel morris9 years ago in Futurism
Le Cirque De La Vie
Artist's biography A chrysalis wandering through the abyss of the universe, I borrowed a monsoon to descend to the planet and compose a diverse parable. Exposed and observant, I revised Concrete Building Construction and decided to paint it my way.
By Shahram Farshadfar 9 years ago in Futurism
Companion
McCready’s Pets sat at the end of a mostly empty strip mall, its only neighbors a check cashing business and a liquor store. Ted had gotten directions from the internet, otherwise he might never have found the place. It was located in a bad part of town, hidden behind an old warehouse and a government-subsidized apartment complex. Crude paintings of dogs and birds covered most of the windows in front, and, except for his decaying, dirt-colored Honda, the parking spaces were all empty.
By Jeffrey Aaron Miller9 years ago in Futurism
Kaleidoscope
Chapter One Have you ever stood outside on a clear, starry night and looked up in awe at the heavens? The universe… the myriad stars scattered across the darkling sky. And have you ever thought that it looks vast. Really, really vast! Extraordinarily immense, absolutely humungous! Too massive to comprehend.
By Ian Richardson9 years ago in Futurism
All I See Is Sky
The meandering Gypsy approached the dark bark shack after a long long solo journey deep into the dense forest. A lady hermit had lived there for more than 3 centuries; older than the trees. Only in the last 107 years did she become a Curandera of the enchanted forest. The river was her life force and she allowed mushrooms to grow on her skin to reciprocate to Pacha MaMa and her cornucopias of life.
By Eduardo Perez9 years ago in Futurism
Blood Brothers
The sunlight is pale through the haze, though its potency is not diminished by the sodden layer of air beneath. It seems almost to weigh down upon the earth, thickening to a mist that hovers just above the jungle floor. It’s the first thing I notice as I wake with the rest, yawn and stretch loosely. Everyone is slow and languid in the heat. I put my head back down to the ground and roll to the other side. No hurry. Leader is up, checking and inspecting, but there is no urgency in his manner. And the world seems calm at this moment, as if it were a safe and reasonable place to be.
By Anya Wassenberg9 years ago in Futurism
