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”.
The Man with the Strange Journal
Six hours. It had been six hours since Mia had been subjected to the dust filled attic. Her allergies caused powerful sneezes to wreck through her body. Oh, she was getting a migraine from all the brain shaking. After grandma had died, she left her 20k home to her daughter, her only child. The many years of illness took its toll and the house was in various forms of needed repair. The attic hadn’t been touched in who knows how long. Mia suspected perhaps a hundred years from the amount of cobwebs, dust, and boxes that had become settled in their spots.
By Love' Morton5 years ago in Futurism
Ashes
Ashes That was the year the sky fell. It drifted around them in pieces, some clumps as big as mittens, others like eyelashes, feather-light. For all the world like silver snow. But of course, it didn’t get cold enough to snow much later, after the sun stayed blocked and the sky was a steady, righteous gray. After the caldera erupted, fire, water, earth, air combusted and merged, covering the browngold world to create this new one – cold, wet, dark.
By Sharon McNeill5 years ago in Futurism
Gallarium
In just sixty seconds, even if you were to sit motionless, you would still be over a thousand miles away from where you started. Although everything around you would likely look and feel the same. In a single year, you will travel over one and a half million miles as you make your way around the sun.
By Jonathan Dwyne5 years ago in Futurism
Displacement
You bolt awake, a loud rapping somewhere nearby bringing you out of a coma-like sleep. A pillow lies cool beneath your head, and it takes you a minute to drag the heavy comforters off of your body. There’s another knock, and then you hear a voice saying something about fresh towels. Confused, you stand up, making your way around a swaying room to find the door.
By Talitha Degraff5 years ago in Futurism
The World of Avalance
Earth 2.0 Paris, France. 11th November, 2021. Artist and businessman Christopher Les Paul, has just successfully launched his new crypto art gallery and spent the whole day celebrating with friends and family. Christopher, a tall and slender man in his early 30’s, with hazel eyes, a great sense of fashion and an undeniable preference for music, since a young age he always revealed a strong passion for technology, philosophy, metapsychology and the parallel dimensions.
By World of Avalance5 years ago in Futurism
Variables
The promo in his holo-feed was really vague in its messaging, using words like “breakthrough” and “revolutionary.” Jeremy, like most people, was numb to this kind of advertising. It always showed some sad sap in a melancholy “thinking man” pose that was supposed to be him or someone like him before their life was miraculously changed. He liked leaving the holo-feed on because it was the brightest thing in his otherwise dim, windowless apartment. Now though, the after images of a better-dressed sap laughing hysterically in an empty field bathed his room in a ghostly, digital sunlight that hurt his eyes. The ad referred to him by name, of course.
By Andrew Lapp5 years ago in Futurism
Out of Time
A Day in February - Sometime in the Evening A package arrived at his doorstep. The video doorbell failed to notify him of the movement at his door yet again, so he was surprised to find a small yellow package waiting on him when he took the trash to the curb that evening.
By Keith Barclift5 years ago in Futurism
Emily
Welcome to Experiment 56820, formally named the House Experiment. This is a study on memory consolidation. You might be disoriented and not know who you are. This is normal. For your participation, you were compensated $20,000 on January 1st, 2053. Upon successful completion of documentation for the agreed upon year, you will be paid an additional $30,000. This will be paid out in phases as you continue the experiment. This journal will be where you document for the next year, if you wish to complete the experiment.
By Cynthia Rodriguez5 years ago in Futurism
Flashback
She moved quickly through the cold streets. Winter was finally there, so getting out of the house was harder and harder every morning. Huddled in warm clothes, thick leggings and a fluffy sweater topped by a long down coat, gloves, scarf and beanie, she was still shivering. She had some time to spare before her meeting, so she decided to stop by her coffee shop.
By Pedro Mendes5 years ago in Futurism
Mother
Opening the cockpit and out of harms way momentary, I find my “sons” waiting for me, speaking being hard for the man who comes forth he only holds his arms out as I hand him the items, a jewel; containing Lily. A raggedy yellow turtle with green shell plushy; containing Jennifer. And the third, a dagger; containing Ra.
By Gregory Fahrenbruck5 years ago in Futurism
