humanity

The evolution of humanity, from one advancement to the next.

The Final Heart
“Dani, wake up. Time to get moving.” The quiet voice was enough to rouse her, but she didn’t move. Sleep hadn’t come easily- or at all, really.
By Emmie5 years ago in Futurism
Cancel Culture
Section 1 - The Post Apocalyptic Dystopia The sun rises slowly, again. The only time I have to myself. I spend it thinking thoughts of my own... thoughts punishable by death should they reveal themselves outside of my skull. Opinions of the human nature do not matter in society. Society is unified, I remind myself of this as I begin to smell the first drips of coffee brewing. 6:45 a.m. on the dot. Consistency makes for longevity.
By Patience Elizabeth Sterling5 years ago in Futurism
Dystopian
Dystopian by: Stephen Koons There is a woman breathing heavily, leaning over a garish red heart shaped locket. The time and place, Philadelphia in a harsh future, 2451. Her heart is beating quickly. There is little time to think about stress. Instead of whining and cursing her fortune there would be bullets to dodge and a man to find, one with a suitcase full of cash, and the only safe haven, a well funded night club run by Token Ellish.
By Stephen K Koons5 years ago in Futurism
The Bough that Breaks
The window was open just slightly enough to allow a faint breeze to flutter through Sam’s sheer taupe curtains. Her neighbor’s daphne odora shrubs seemed to great her with their sweet, inviting fragrance and for a second, with eyes closed, it felt like how things once were. How free and easy existing used to be.
By Kimberly J McGill5 years ago in Futurism
THE LOCKET AND THE BOOK
THE LOCKET AND THE BOOK He curled his fingers around the silver locket: it was heart-shaped. It was the only vestige of a time well past, that he currently had. That locket contained untold memories, untold years of life before the great crooning.
By Corey Lipow5 years ago in Futurism
Utopia
“I can’t explain. It was too horrible,” said the first person. “You should try. I’ve had enough adventures; I’m un-shockable,” the other replied, laughing contentedly, sinking lower into the bath.
By Rhys James5 years ago in Futurism
A Human Affair
They call it “the human experience.” Before The Hunt, the human experience was leaving home for the first time, finding a job, falling in love. The acidic levels of fear and anxiety, fuelled by depression, make the current human experience far shorter and less romantic.
By Shayna5 years ago in Futurism
The Heart Switch
Olivia put down her tablet and gazed at the courtyard garden outside the cafe window. In the spring, the koi pond sparkled in the sunlight and petals from the flowering trees flew into the air, dropped into the water by the rocks, and floated under the wooden footbridge. Now in February, the branches were bare. Ice sheets covered the pond, and piles of frozen leaves cluttered the grass.
By J. Jurout5 years ago in Futurism
The Girl that Stole the Stars
I am known as the girl who stole the stars and saved the slums, a hero if you would. But how could I be a hero if I couldn't even save the last thing I have of my best friend Cayden? Hi my name is Marcella Lace and to the slums im a hero. In captivity however?I'm just a useless kid with dreams too big for most to even fathom, and very sticky fingers. You see, in time the world has gone to shit. Let's be honest, the world has been divided by class, power plants have overloaded and shut down and the world is in chaos. The government took those in power and with wealth and built them a nice wall away from the rest of us. Soon they took the middle class to build them a wall, though not as nice. But us lower classmen? We were left to make our own society and it's honestly not so bad.
By Destinee C Williams5 years ago in Futurism
poppy seeds
You must understand this, if you are to understand anything at all; I am not, by nature, a materialist. I do not believe, either, that The Wealth Gap has made me a materialist. It has only made me indiscernible from those that are materialistic.
By Riley C5 years ago in Futurism
The Two Hidden Truths
There are two hidden, yet self-evident, truths that underlie all I try to accomplish as a storyteller, playwright, and social activist. These two simple realities, once understood, transform your attitudes toward the prevention of crime and toward democratic government in general.
By Robert Gulack5 years ago in Futurism
Starting Over
June 1: It's been at least a week since the attack. My phone's been dead several days and I'm losing count of how many sunrises have come and gone. I wouldn't be here today if not for my job with the city's water works. My supervisor sent me underground to check on the water mains and valves...Routine maintenance. I never liked descending into the city's underbelly; I suffer bouts of claustrophobia. But on this occasion, being below the pavement, saved my life.
By Bryan R..5 years ago in Futurism