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Exploring the future of science today, while looking back on the achievements from yesterday. Science fiction is science future.
3 Practical Ways Smart Devices and Smart Lights Enhance Your Home
We live in the golden age of technological development. We used to depend on wired telephones for communication, until the time came when we now carry miniature computers in our pockets that offer more than just communication functions. Technological advances are literally making their way into our living spaces, turning our homes into smart homes.
By Hudson Electrical NB5 years ago in Futurism
Gemini Season
Look at you, Gemini. Just look at you. Either you’re conquering the world by the sheer force of your personality, or you’re laying on the couch in a fetal position with an empty can of chocolate frosting by your head. How did it get this way? How does it always get this way?
By Christopher Lincoln5 years ago in Futurism
Doomsday Challenge
Father and daughter bring it. Hiding from the sick is just a normal everyday thing. Jenna had been doing this since the outbreak. She and her father were comparatively safe in the hills. Her dad saw what was coming and set up a lab in the mountain’s months before the outbreak. Her mother had died about year ago. That was devastating to them both, they had taken all the precautions and mom still got hit with the plague. Dad was angry most of the time, fortunately he took his anger out on what’s left of the government. Jenna had been tasked with supplies today. Father and daughter usually went out together, today she had to go out on her own, at 18 she had been trained by her dad to accomplish most things by herself, checking and resetting traps, skinning, hunting, fishing, escape and evasion and self-defense. Her dad had served in the service and had been very well trained plus mom and dad was the outdoorsy types. Before the outbreak they spent a good amount of time in the hills hunting and fishing and such and just enjoying the close-knit family ties they have.
By Mike Frandsen5 years ago in Futurism
Dead Silence
Silence, a rare occurrence in this world. The silence weighed on my back almost like a heavy blanket. I found myself waking to dirt in my nose and mouth. How had I survived the attack? Taking a moment I turned and found that a piece of rubble had created a pocket for me. Gunpowder and smoke still choked my breath as I shifted up to get a better view around me. The crumpled buildings that usually hid soldiers or guerrillas were empty. The war had gone on far too long for the line between soldiers and guerrillas to remain clear. In the end there were no heroes, only people trying to survive or kill.
By Aria Beardsley5 years ago in Futurism
The comfort of dreams
I awoke with a start. Heart pounding, covered in sweat, not quite sure of where I was. It was a dream. The one I've had every night since it happened. Transporting me back to a simpler life - where we were happy, we didn't have to worry about survival, there was joy and laughter. And family. And hope. I never want to wake from these dreams. I long to go back to sleep where I can return to a happier time, visit my loved ones, and let myself hope for a future.
By Claire Lewis5 years ago in Futurism
Doomsday Diary
Pandemic 2025: The After Math No racism, No sexism, No agism. No isms at all, but yet, to keep in line with American values, EVERYONE has to be free, but keep in mind the phrase is "ESSENTIALLY FREE". How? Infrastructure is what we all came to call it. It was quite amazing. For everyone to be free or "essentially free", we the people decided to give up the ONE thing that we had been flirting with as a nation for generations. Our Privacy! Privacy is completely GONE.
By Elijah Davis5 years ago in Futurism
The Movie is Real!
The rain is relentless, pounding with angry fists on the roof and slashing demandingly on the windows of the old house, ruined and shabby. How it is still standing, no one knew, but with its rusty red and green door and roof and sides patched up from constant repair, one would have thought it would have collapsed long ago. Maybe, it is held up with the astounding willpower from the three beings inside it who depended on it for life and death.
By Olivia Gyuran5 years ago in Futurism
The Last Watcher
Beyond the garbage hugging the gutters and preventing water from entering the storm drains, and the telephone poles plastered with flyers in various states of disintegration, there stood an imposing concrete structure bridging the wide deserted city street. At the base of the cracked footing there was a small forgotten shrine where thin stubs of candles had long since burnt out and flower petals, once fresh with dew, had withered and blown away with the wind. One forlorn teddy bear with a stained and frayed bow guarded the once lovingly tended child's memorial. Signs from a world before the big bang.
By Rebecca Weaver5 years ago in Futurism
A Cut from the Past
I used to say flying cars was the answer to everything. What would make me happiest, when leaving this earth, is knowing that living being that requires clean oxogen to survive has that and more. Also having the ability to travel to anywhere in the universe without a single molecule of pollution would be cool too. The ingredients to do just that have been sitting right under everyone’s feet since the very first fire smoldered out. Ceramics, aka heated dirt, can bind carbon molecules together in such a way to build crafts of any size or shape. Carbon molecules can store electrons, aka electricity. What if removing the need for electric lines and redefining the past is exactly what we need to help propel a sustainable future for all? My Fiskers helped me figure this out, and for that, I am eternally grateful.
By the decreez5 years ago in Futurism
