science fiction
The bridge between imagination and technological advancement, where the dreamer’s vision predicts change, and foreshadows a futuristic reality. Science fiction has the ability to become “science reality”.
Eternal Containment
Rays of iridescent green light peeked through the gaps of her clasped hands. One hand tightly bridged over the other trying to protect the precious encasement she was shielding. She was standing in a void, dark surrounding her. The light from the source gently started to reveal the features of this women. A silk slip hugged each corner of her long, slender profile and flowed beyond the length of her bare feet. The color almost matching the fair flesh that lay below. Toned, slender arms extending from her perfectly aligned posture. Weaves of white lace and silk concealing everything below the hollow of her neck. Her long hair complimented her piercing, deep-set eyes of honey reflecting the rays of light. They sat perfectly placed above her thin pursed lips. The features of this women were angelic, and I had seen them sometime before. I had been in her aura before.
By Stella Marie4 years ago in Futurism
Home.
It was the light that woke her first. The neon green seeped in through the cracks in her curtains, covering everything in a luminescent glow. Was she dreaming? Her dreams often took on an eerie quality when she fell asleep after 2am. Nothing good ever happened in the small hours of the morning.
By Nati Saednejad4 years ago in Futurism
Interview
The cool, blue-white glow from a row of bioluminescent trees planted in the sidewalk shone on the worn brick facade of a single-story building, tucked away off the city street. There it clashed with the warm yellow glow of the windows, both illuminating the wordless sign hanging above the door of the steakhouse. A simple, gold-painted bull on the wood plank reflected brightly as the sign swung lazily in the evening breeze.
By Gabe Unick4 years ago in Futurism
Kriger II Rebirth of Light
Robert had aged since his last meeting with the President. Ever since the Kriger boy had left the safety of Rufeus two years ago none of the programmers were able to get near him. They followed, to some extent. The programmers always reported the same results.
By Kashmir Quinn4 years ago in Futurism
The Inception of War Against the Coilers
I wasn’t born yet when the Coilers arrived. Father told me they came when Mother was six months pregnant. They came with vast spaceships, silently springing up in the skies after the green lights had shown up, like that of the Northern Lights. Father said the world hadn’t prepared for their coming. Because if we had, we could have won the war against them. We hid underground so they couldn’t see us. Some had taken off to space, and, by now, would have been dead of suffocation or starvation. They have killed millions of people around the world by tensely wrapping the human body to death as a snake does to its prey. That’s why we call them the Coilers.
By M.G. Maderazo4 years ago in Futurism
Chalhuek
Alright all you Wasties and Amp heads! This is the newest edition of… Ahhhh, you know… we still haven’t come up with a good name for these things. What should we call them? Pamphlets to live and die by? Oh my gob, I’ve got it. The A-B-C’s for Wasties! Sounds good?
By Kerry Williams4 years ago in Futurism
Purple Mouse
Alright, the next little beastie we’re going to talk about is, Mr. Squiggles… The Purple Mouse. Nah, he’s not a little beastie, is he. Huh Sir. Squiggles? No… no you're not. You’re the sweetest little thing. Oh… okay… I guess you don’t wanna hang out while we… oh. Oh, you were just going to get a snack. I see. Okay. Alright, well, let's get this one going then!
By Kerry Williams4 years ago in Futurism
A big responsibility lies with science fiction creators
"If you were in your 20s, what field would you pick to gain expertise in?" This was the last question asked by the host of the above interview to two of the most influential thinkers of this generation - Yuval Noah Harari and Daniel Kahneman.
By Vaibhav Tripathi4 years ago in Futurism
