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 Storm
The storm raged on for a week, months; it was one of the biblical proportions. It looked so beautiful from a distance; he has always had a great love for the power of Mother Nature. But this storm is far from being natural… in fact when a multi-billion dollar corporation is operating a massive weather machine which covers the globe these storms are human-made disasters. He remembers hearing tales of naturally occurring storms, beautiful dark gray clouds, bringing down a light show like nobody had ever seen before or even anticipated. However, those were the storms of his ancestors; those were storms that as of today exist only in myth and legend.
By Alberto Pupo9 years ago in Futurism
Dancing in Starlight
She loved it. She wanted and needed more of it. The thrill of the drug is unbelievable and gave her a high never experienced before. She now felt lonely, depressed, like the world has lost all of its colors. The way home was dark, very dark, and now the drugs have completely disappeared from her system. She sits on a lonely park bench and breaks down into tears, thinking about abstract things like infinity. But this time, the voices are not responding to her inquiries. She misses the voices. He brings forth such knowledge even if they are nothing more than auditory hallucinations. She feels utterly sad as if she has been abandoned and has nobody left in the world. He even had the audacity to walk out on her after she had given a good three years of her life. Relationships are hell; she wishes that the events of the last two weeks could be erased. This is why she has been indulging in the high; it is a high like no other it seems to break down the walls of reality.
By Alberto Pupo9 years ago in Futurism
Tinni and the Chain
“Tinni, bring me my tea,” the old man said, one hand poised over the leather-bound tome on the desk before him. Tinni rose from his place in the corner, grunting as a great thundering pain pierced his back. The chain hurt more than usual. Some days it felt like little more than a finger nagging at his spine, but today it burned like fire. He pressed a gnarled hand to the place where the iron links poked out of his flesh and struggled to cross the room.
By Jeffrey Aaron Miller9 years ago in Futurism
Outrun Stories #2
He looked out onto the ocean, the pre-dawn moonlight sheen glowing a neon blue and mixing with the first hint of sun. The silhouette of the palm trees, an early morning runner with her dog. The waves crashing in the distance, their faint sound creeping through the floor-to-ceiling glass he stood behind, the shiver across his skin.
By Outrun Stories9 years ago in Futurism
Five Experiments That Show Your Universe Is Weird, Really Weird
We take our reality just like we take our tax preparers: solid and dependable, with an aversion to surprises. Experiments during the last few years, however, seem to indicate that our reality is less like a nerdy accountant buried in piles of 1040 forms and more like the half naked, fully drunk performance artist who thrives on not just surprising, but shocking the ever-loving crap out of us.
By Matt Swayne9 years ago in Futurism
The Stepping Stone of Mars
Space travel is an unrehearsed dream. Many men have looked up at the night sky and thought about traveling to those pinpoints of light out there. First man went to the moon and now Millions lived there. The next place we went was Mars. It is only a stepping stone out into the great unknown. Men using their own minds to battle the vastness of time and space. Men who are always imagining new ways to further themselves and mankind as a whole. Even now shuttles are landing and departing from the red planet. This is a story about Milo, one man who is determined to tame the new frontier. Milo, who traveled to the new west to make his claim on history and make his fame and fortune here on the red rock and beyond. His shuttle landed and he made his way into the station and from there he was able to take a tram to his hotel. The gravity did feel lighter here than on Earth. As well it should but Milo thought about how much less gravity he felt here after spending his whole life on Earth. Knowing that the gravity was about a third of Earths was one thing but feeling it, experiencing was quite another thing. Milo felt so light on his feet. The fact that he could jump fifty feet at a time when running was exhilarating. But that was not why Milo had come. Milo was an inventor. Milo knew that the corporations that were on Mars wanted to go further. Those companies wanted to go out into the stars. Those companies wanted to do the impossible. Mine for Diamonds that rained down from the sky on Jupiter. Some companies had faster than light travel and were preparing to go out into the vast black emptiness of space. To explore those worlds that until now had been beyond mankind's reach. The corporation called Lightwill had designed an engine that would travel faster than light. Lightwill had a major problem though and that was stopping fast enough to make the trip worth it and not smash everything inside of the ship. That is where Milo came in. Milo had invented an artificial gravity machine. Arriving at the hotel Milo got very little sleep and was excited about presenting his idea to the board of Lightwill. Milo was up early and ate a very small meal as his stomach couldn't handle more. Milo thought for a few moments that maybe his loss of appetite might be due to an illness and that was something he couldn't have right at this crucial moment. Then Milo thought maybe it was due to the low gravity. As soon as he got up he knew it was just the excitement and nervousness at the life changing technology that he brought to the red planet.
By Adam McCaulley9 years ago in Futurism
The Limits
"I don't know how much longer I can take this." Elisa would have muttered those words only to herself were it not for her virtual buddy, Peter. Peter was her tag along. Everywhere she went, she made sure Peter followed. Elisa found Peter many months earlier while rummaging through an old, long abandoned robotics workshop. Elisa was a talented and brilliant woman, so it was only a matter of short time before she had figured out how to activate Peter through the embedded controls of the otherwise ordinary pair of glasses. Peter was an artificial intelligence whose only visible body was that of the glasses that were now a semi-permanent fixture settled on the bridge of Elisa's nose.
By Rod Christiansen9 years ago in Futurism
