humanity
The evolution of humanity, from one advancement to the next.
To Dream of Enceladus (Ἐγκέλαδος)
Beneath the distant canopy of Saturn's luminous rings lies a frozen jewel, the moon Enceladus, a sphere of pristine whiteness and secret depths. Here, in the shadow of celestial giants, humanity's longing for discovery finds a worthy adversary. Enceladus, with its icy plumes and hidden seas, calls to our restless spirits like the Sirens of old, daring us to pierce its mysteries. Yet before we can set foot upon this alabaster world, we must first contend with the tyranny of nature, as mighty and relentless as the Olympian Zeus who smote the giant Ἐγκέλαδος (Engélados).
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Futurism
The Symphony of Tomorrow
The world of 2050 pulsed with a dazzling blend of light and data. Streams of neon information flowed invisibly through the air, accessible only to those equipped with neural overlays—augmented reality devices that unveiled the unseen. Towering skyscrapers grazed the heavens, their dynamic façades shifting with the moods of the metropolis. Swarms of autonomous drones zipped through the skies, ferrying goods, managing ecosystems, and orchestrating the intricate choreography of urban life.
By Silviya Rankovaabout a year ago in Futurism
How Do We Dream When We Go to Sleep?. AI-Generated.
Dreams have fascinated humans for millennia, from ancient civilizations interpreting dreams as messages from gods to modern-day scientists attempting to decode the mysteries of the subconscious. We all experience dreams during sleep, but how and why do we dream? What happens in our brains that causes these vivid, sometimes strange, and often surreal experiences? Understanding the science behind dreaming requires diving into the stages of sleep, brain activity, and the theories that attempt to explain why we dream at all.
By Matilda Otuabout a year ago in Futurism
I Built My First Robot. Runner-Up in Future Fragments Challenge.
I built my first robot in the basement of Pteetneet Academy when I was seven years old. I had been jealous of the other boys in my class being excused on Grandparent’s Day. I didn’t have any living grandparents and had to stay in a stale classroom learning geometry while they went to the Golden Onion Retirement Center for bingo and strawberry cake.
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Futurism
The Terrarium Anomaly. Content Warning.
It’s 2050. Plant life was struggling to survive on earth with an excess of pollution, and in 2032 there were three hundred giant Terrariums, some camouflaged as planets, each full of every life form on earth except for humans, sent into space. This was all done by billionaire philanthropist Robert Watkins, who’s family had benefitted from oil drilling back when gas powered cars were king. Now he owned several solar power plants, wind farms and eco-friendly rental properties he called his “tree houses,” or houses that were covered in trees. His space terrarium's were his way of fixing the sins of his family. He
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Futurism
The Observers
Somewhere in a top secret underground facility, a young man sits in a comfortable leather recliner. His eyes are closed. He is extremely relaxed, almost sleeping. He's not. The intense darting eyes under the thin skin of closed lids give him away. He's working. He's playing an integral part of a very important and groundbreaking experiment.
By Scott A. Geseabout a year ago in Futurism
Christmas in 2050 🎄
The Christmas and Santa world pre-2050. The idea of a Black Santa brought all kinds of horror stories to my mind. I sat curled up by my window peering into the starless winter sky as I imagined Mrs. White peeking out her window one cold and bleak New year's eve night. Quite alarmed, she witnesses a strapping Black man dressed as St. Nick, climbing down her neighbor, Mrs. Karen's chimney. Miraculously, the moon shone really bright for this time of year, she could see Black's outline as clear as day.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Futurism
Faces of the Future. Runner-Up in Future Fragments Challenge.
The silver screens flashed at midnight as they sat in the dimmed room. “Happy New Year!” The girls of Iota Delta Iota Omicron Tau that didn’t go back home raised their glasses of sparkling cider as they celebrated the arrival of 2050. Banti77, 4Donna4, and Kar3n stayed in a room at their sacred sorority house on the campus of The University of Mid Southwest Coastal Florida. As part of this well-bonded sisterhood, they shared holidays and many conversations about the past and the future.
By Barb Dukemanabout a year ago in Futurism
The Witness
“Forever is just another word for boring.” The sun never sets here. Not in the Oasis. Not in the perfect little bubble we built to stave off the apocalypse like some billionaire with too much ambition and not enough sense. The skies are frozen in the magic of 2050’s summer glow—where every shadow stretches just enough to be mysterious but never oppressive, and the air carries a breeze soft enough to feel like a lover’s sigh.
By Iris Obscuraabout a year ago in Futurism
