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”.
A Hug From Oscar
“You’re only 73. You’re much too young to be thinking about something like this.” It was his wife talking, and she sounded worried, as she had since the topic had first come up, as she had since she had first found the slim black notebook in which he had written the address of the clinic. “This is something that people in assisted living do, or even old folks in nursing homes. You’ve only been retired a few years.” She had made these points before, and -- perhaps realizing that he was not giving her his full attention -- she began to wander off and speak more to herself than her husband. “Some people want to relive some sort of sexual experience,” she said. “At least that you could understand.”
By Robert Gulack5 years ago in Futurism
Only Time Will Tell
Jordan hid his head inside of his sleeping bag and lay on his tummy inside the large cardboard box that he had scrounged from an appliance store earlier that day. Good thing he wasn’t claustrophobic. Ironically, it was a refrigerator box, which was laughable considering he felt like he was encased in ice. A light snow was coming down on the street outside of his makeshift shelter. It rarely snowed in Vancouver, likely by morning it would turn to rain. It was cold though, currently -3 according to his cell phone. It was hard to keep warm in this kind of weather, but he had splurged on a new sleeping bag and it was supposedly good to -40. He snorted to himself. not that he would see temperatures that low here at the coast. Yet, he admitted to himself he would need a tent if he were going to spend the winter on the streets. He flexed his thigh muscles as he pondered his predicament, hoping the friction would help him to warm up. He had placed his cardboard box down a narrow back alley way tonight, in between two dumpsters, a green one and a red one, and they offered him some protection from the biting wind though the smell wasn’t so great. He could see out of one end of the box, but unless you knew someone was there, you couldn’t see him.
By Hope Haggerty5 years ago in Futurism
After Before
The sinking face of the house’s hollowed remains stared at me through its empty window frames, appearing resigned to its fate. Thick blankets of moss and foliage enveloped the structure as if the earth itself was slowly ingesting the old house’s skeleton. I doubt a single person has laid eyes on this place since its initial destruction… which was all the better for me.
By Naomi Tyhurst5 years ago in Futurism
The Little Black Book
According to quantum physics, when looking through a microscope at a subatomic range, protons are only visible when someone looks through its lens. However, when no one is looking - there is nothing there. That's the best way I can describe what happened to me three years ago…
By Maria Rose 5 years ago in Futurism
Page & The Tear In Time
Page regained consciousness, but it did not feel like waking up, more like Deja Vu. She could envision the door about to open, and her mother enter, but the colours of the walls were wrong. At first glance grey, but if you focused on them, the wallpaper turned into green, blue, and red triangles, prisms of colour, and geometric patterns.
By Chelsea Olivia Phoenix Hart5 years ago in Futurism
Parallel Universe
PARALLEL UNIVERSE Dear diary, who have I become? Since returning from The University of Pavia, which is just south of Milan, Italy. I’ve become somewhat detached, giving the prospect of immortality a sense of credibility. Even though I once found the prospect, rather absurd!.
By Angelica Vaux5 years ago in Futurism
Alhamdulillah!
Chapter Nine A Kite In A Hurricane I How should we reward the greatest minds this world has ever known? Should their existence be without stimulation, with ease of challenge and obstacles, or should their life be an uphill battle with great opposition? Should peace be their goal; or should it be victory? Were they not created to advance and repair the universe as the world sheds the last of its primordial skin so evolution and the freshness of God’s immaculate design can illuminate through the darkness?
By Rhett Alexander Hamilton5 years ago in Futurism
