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Life and Production: S3 E11: Blast
The laureates of the Dr. Marie Maynard Daly Prize convened on a snowy evening in February. From sculpture to martial arts to dance and poetry, the prizes represented the best in each recipient and inspired onlookers. For the prizes in medicine and business, only one name arose above all others: Trevor Lesane. As far as mathematics were concerned, the central figure in the Daly Prize committee’s selection process had to be Saffron Lesane. “For her extraordinary work in educating students,” Saffron was said to be “the chief developer in building the mathematical minds of tomorrow.” At least that is what the placard read. It could hardly describe the exemplary efforts of Dr. Saffron Lesane. This pair accepted the honor of receiving prizes as the first husband and wife to claim the Daly Prize in the same year. The Lesanes also received the notice via a videophone message that they had been selected for the prizes. Each laureate acquired the invitation to the ceremony in December. A feat this year, Lesane’s dual laurels represented what was possible when excellence was applied to every endeavor.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Home? (Chapter 14)
Thousand eyes are staring at me. I don't know what to do. Should I step forward and call them, make them notice me? They have already seen me enter and I'm scared I won't be able to turn back. I don't say anything for a while, everything seems surrounded by a cloud of silence that is impossible to break, and it makes me uncomfortable. The eyes don't blink, they simply watch me quietly, undecided. Am I an enemy, an intruder? Or am I a trustworthy individual? So as to not cause any undesired response, I remain as still and quiet as possible and my breathing seems to be the only thing betraying the silence. However, standing there for several minutes without moving proves to be a harder task than I had anticipated. I finally decide to go ahead and call them out. Why are you here and should I be here?
Eugenia MorenoPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Life and Production: S3 E10: Impresaria
Finer Tactics To the cuticle, her nails were groomed with precision and care. Aqua blue and neon orange paint covered them. Both manicures and pedicures were financed with the support of her intricate heroin empire. Quintasia Batt, a 23-year-old impresaria held the Northeast Atlantic in the grip of her hand. She headed her company with the wit and tenacity usually reserved for military generals. Quintasia mastered the game of persuasion and the finer tactics in conversing with possible business partners. One such prospect was Trevor Lesane.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Narcissus and Echo
We first see the myth of Narcissus and Echo in Ovid's Metamorphoses (written in 8AD, an epic poem written in Latin and tells the journey of the creation of earth through mythology right up to the death of Julius Caesar).
Eruption
The newly summoned Devil and White-Winged Angel are still fixated on another, pacing back and forth with their weapons drawn. The rest of us continue to grip our weapons in hopes that the White Angel will strike first.
Elijah TaylorPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
No Man an Island
"A lifetime of service in a vast effort of war, the whole of which he could never comprehend. He, who had sworn never again to so much as think of an instrument of war, who had hated the scheming and killing and the designing of scientists for better ways of killing more of their fellow men. But he thought back to the vision of evil that Jorgasnovara had shown them and he knew there was only one answer." —Raymond F. Jones, This Island Earth (1949)
Life and Production: S3 E9: Against Azure Blue
The Flying Machine After exiting from the Goulding Automotive lot, Lesane went straight home to his other prized motorized possession: a robot driven golf cart. Just as he was turning onto the compound, a rumble overhead drew his attention. What looked like a small jet put Lesane in a brief state of puzzlement. Rarely did he not know what particular aircraft took to the skies. Against azure blue above him, Lesane could make out the personalized tag on the flying machine with the aid of a robot.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Review of 'The Orville' 2.10
Well, critics are waking up, after the two-part episode last week and the week before, about how good and important The Orville is. Will Harris of The Verge observed that "With the two-part episode 'Identity,' The Orville has matured into serious science fiction." I actually thought the series was born serious science fiction—that is, in its very first episode—but, hey, welcome to the club.
Paul LevinsonPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Pending
"We all have grown tired watching the countless individuals out there on our front lines fall! Being gutted as we sit here perfectly safe and sound! Safe as they bite dust," the man is pulled off stage as another, better dressed, man in a tux takes his place. He goes on for about three hours about the royal community leaders and how they'll "shape the world of tomorrow," acting as if we have any say in it. A lady in the front actually calls him out on it, though she is the only one as we all know what happens when you speak out.
Raahim AhmedPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Life and Production: S3 E8: Citizens on Patrol
Within the Department A tweed jacket with leather elbow patches bespoke the speaker at the podium. He was thirty-ish, but he had specks of grey in his beard. His gait was that of an emperor from some far gone time. His bald head shone like wooden floors beneath fluorescent lights. He was tasked with introducing the speaker of the hour, Minister Myleecia Tessmer. As former chaplain for the Wilmington Police Department, Myleecia addressed over 250 officers. This speech marked the fourth time that Myleecia would touch on the necessity for God to be on the Force. But with the Great Transition in place, his role was no longer recognized as separation of State and ideas (including faith) eliminated her position within the department. Yet she continued to petition. The bald, bearded introducer stepped to the microphone as any master of ceremonies would do.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Anja (Ch. 3)
In an unfamiliar realm, the landscape stretched endlessly, punctuated only by the vibrant hue of an amethyst sun. Amaranth’s voice, filled with surprise and a tinge of fear, broke through the otherworldly serenity. "This isn't home!" She pressed her fingers into the soft grass beneath them, as if the tangibility of the blades could offer some comfort.
Sweet NothingsPublished 5 years ago in Futurism
Should You Trust Your Senses?
There’s a famous saying that "seeing is believing," as people will often not believe something until they have seen or experienced it for themselves. It’s almost like when someone says to you, "Don’t touch that, it’s hot!" and you still feel compelled to touch it, just to find out for yourself. Yeah, they weren’t lying. Definitely hot. This need to experience things for ourselves is part of what makes us human, but what if we told you that your senses aren’t always telling you the truth?
Wonk! MagazinePublished 5 years ago in Futurism
