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”.
Fallen (Part III)
Max and Karen sit at the beach on a blanket, her red hair radiates as the sun is shining while she wears a cute two-piece black bikini. Max is wearing his usual attire except his pants are rolled up to his knees and he's not wearing his socks and shoes. Waves crash against the shore and the air smells like the water, Karen rests her head on Max's shoulder while they admire the scenery and Max plants a kiss in her hair while he puts his arm around her.
By Don Anderson II5 years ago in Futurism
The White Room
For the first time in her life, Mac was going to the White Room—otherwise known as the Hall of Illusion, as her classmates liked to call it. The space was really just a room outfitted with simulation technology. She wasn’t sure exactly how it worked—not that her technician dad had ever failed in trying to get her to understand the inner workings of the design he had a hand in creating—but she knew its purpose: the white room existed to show you the future. Your future. Or, rather, the variations of it.
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Futurism
THE PRESIDENT OF EARTH
(Inspired by America 2020) The year is 2040 in the Unified States of Drodian. The bipartisan political struggle continued until a new political party overwhelmingly took over the country, leaving the traditional party’s helpless. The political party known as,"Earth” swept the country by storm. The party’s policies were exactly what the country needed and desired for many years prior. This party was ran by Vice President Jack Jackson, and President Jon Brosco; the first multi-racial president to re-circulate the $10,000 bill as well as allying with Congress to sign and implement the Leap Tax Act. This exponentially stimulated the economy to remarkable all time highs. The Government covered all federal and state taxes, thus relieving all employed citizens from paying taxes every other fiscal year. Summing up to be one year of citizens paying the traditional taxes, followed by one year of paying zero taxes. This continued pattern and policy allowed Drodian citizens to fully get ahead in life, establish generational wealth and happiness. So much that it brought out the true greatness in the country Drodian. It inspired immigrants to legally become citizens, allowed the creation of numerous millionaires, homelessness was eliminated, crime was non-existent, and racism had fallen due to the playing field being equalized in many aspects. No other country had the gall to empower their citizens the way President Brosco did which truly made Drodian the most dominant and financially superior country on Earth. With the approach of another Presidential Election President Brosco and his administration delivered historical notebooks to all tax paying citizens. The notebook manufacturer by the name of Moleskines exploded the stock market over night when the government purchased 500 billion notebooks for Drodian citizens to document the impact of Leap Taxes on their lives. Shareholders purchased Moleskines stock for a penny a share. After the governmental transaction the stock soared to $1000 a share and rising, thus making an abundance of Moleskines shareholders very wealthy. The journaling provided the administration with the most eye opening insight and gratefulness for the most revolutionary tax policy the country had ever experienced. Word had gotten wind through the Milky Way in which Extraterrestrial beings felt the human race on Drodian had finally evolved to the point of being worthy of legitimate communication. President Brosco received a classified email from the President of Mars. The laws within the galaxy restrict communication between humans and extraterrestrial life forms unless there is one standing leader of the planet. The President of Mars contacted President Brosco privately thru FaceTime to provide a forewarning for Drodian to build defenses against possible nuclear attacks due to be the most powerful country l the world. The mild mannered President respectfully thanked the President of Mars, but declined as he felt no need for violence. The president of Mars advised that he would be sending a masked Dark Web link to a nuclear arms merchant. President Brosco politely declined the heed for protection and anxiously ends the call to avoid galaxy prosecution. President Brosco informs Vice President Jackson of what just occurred, thus resulting in scheduling face to face meetings with all foreign leadership with the goal of re-establishing respect and diplomacy. The President and Vice President immediately set forth on their peace mission.
By DRODIAN KILLAHRONH5 years ago in Futurism
Terracoin
“No, no! Water. Uhhh, 'aqua'!” Maude stammered out as she attempted to drink from an imaginary glass. If only the imaginary water felt as real as the imaginary weight of the glass her frail arms attempted to hold up, maybe then she would have been able to get her message across to what looked like a pair of farmers. Maybe then her charade would actually resemble drinking, rather than whatever it is her hands were doing in their weakened state.
By Brandom Hernandez5 years ago in Futurism
Suitcase Full of Flowers
I do not know why I cannot sleep without my old school over the ear headphones on, snuggled in a blanket with the heat on and the window open as the cold air hits my face and the heat envelopes me. I also cannot fall asleep without the sounds of the rain beaming through these headphones to calm me as I sleep. The last four days have been very rough for me. I’ve switched careers which was about the stupidest thing I think I’ve ever done. With constant thoughts of if I was cut out to work in the health care field and I can’t even stand the sight of blood but I want to help. I know that I am an artist at heart, from the tip of my toes to the crown of my skull I was meant for so much more than this. Yes I want to help but is losing myself worth it. I started having the worst dreams four days ago and I was for sure it had everything to do with my career choices.
By Rasheedah Thompson5 years ago in Futurism
Communications from Beyond
It had been nine years, six months, three weeks, and a day since Sophie had a place to call home. Nearly a decade since she’d left her husband, their house, and virtually all her belongs. Following a few months of couch and internet surfing, she stumbled into the career she’d been doing ever since.
By Suyana Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Hereditary
Early morning light filtered through the gauzy curtains and I squeezed my eyes shut even tighter. I was having such a good dream. There had been aliens and a fantastical dimension that I’d somehow ended up in, the undulating scenery around me full of bright colors, colors I didn’t even know existed. I’d had these same kind of dreams as a child, but the more time I spent awake, the more the dream would slip away until it had all but disappeared. Sure enough, as sleep ebbed away and my mind started whirring once more, remembering it felt difficult, like trying to hold on to something slippery and wriggling and wet.
By Trisha Srigiriraju5 years ago in Futurism
Too Much of Nothing
And so, it was that life would be doomed to a miserable and lacking desire. He didn’t need it, any of it to be sure, and yet he wanted it. The difference was great enough to drive a man from drinking to dying. It was an empty life, but what the hell, he didn’t have much to lose.
By David Zimmermann5 years ago in Futurism
