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Exploring the future of science today, while looking back on the achievements from yesterday. Science fiction is science future.

A Requiem for a Reliquary
Communion "There is no service without sacrifice." The priest raised an arm to the pale sky from the steps of the cemetery. A black cross dropped out of his sleeve and swung beneath his wrist.
By Kristen Keenon Fisherabout 7 hours ago in Futurism
Last Photograph
I. NEVER SENT Nora has been writing the message for twenty years. Not the message itself--it only took eleven minutes. It is the courage that has taken twenty years.
By Eric Brooks2 days ago in Futurism
Out of the Gravity Well
Syl's lungs burned, not from oxygen deprivation, but from the sheer, crushing weight of three gravities pressing her spine flat into the custom-molded carbon-fiber couch. This was nothing like the cinematic, roaring liftoffs of ancient science fiction. There was no shaking windows or fiery, explosive cinematic drama; instead, it was a brutal, mechanical physics equation being executed with cold precision. The falcon-like ascent profile of the heavy-lift shuttle was a calculation of raw thrust overcoming the stubborn curvature of Earth's gravity well, and every single metric Newton of that force was being transferred directly through her rib cage.
By Syl De'Vil3 days ago in Futurism
We need a distraction!
"We screwed up and made the Internet shoot out. Everyone is clicking on their smartphones with no connection, not even data! We messed up! Please help us create an interesting distraction! We need people to say this happened because of aliens or whatever!" Sharren Cruiser of space engineering has contacted Martie Weethers a marine biologist for ideas.
By Seashell Harpspring 6 days ago in Futurism
Post-Humanity
In the words of Mark Twain, "Truth is stranger than fiction, but it's because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; truth isn't." The truths found in the biblical historical narrative have been more than possibilities. It's difficult not to see biblical parallels and truths unfolding before our very eyes, as the prophets of old once described the things they were shown about a time in the future they would never see with their own eyes. With the language of their time and metaphors that fit the context of their visions. In the book of the prophet Daniel, in chapter 7 there are allusions to Artificial Intelligence, or Super Intelligence, the fourth horn having the eyes being like a man meaning the surveillance capacity that technology has, and it having a mouth speaking pompous things an allusion to the almost superhuman godlike capacity. Daniel 7:8 "I was considering the horns, and there was another horn, a little one, coming up among them, before whom three of the first horns were plucked out by the roots. And there, in this horn, were eyes like the eyes of a man, and a mouth speaking pompous words." [1]
By Beth11 days ago in Futurism
The Day I Forgot What I Was Missing
I woke up. So quiet. I couldn't hear anything. Yet there was something unsettling in the silence. A feeling of losing control was slowly taking shape.
By Alix16 days ago in Futurism
Next
Everyone had forgotten everything, because their phones told them what they needed to know. When you have a device that remebers for you, you don;t need to remember, and your mind surrenders its knowledge to the thing in your hand.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 20 days ago in Futurism
Dead Phones, Live Kids.
One minute Rune was bouncing off the couch like a caffeinated ferret, scrolling TikTok with his ADHD set to “demon mode,” and the next he let out a scream that made me think someone had lost a limb.
By Syl De'Vil20 days ago in Futurism
Dead Reckoning
The screen on the dashboard mount died in the middle of a turn, the blue line disappearing before the voice finished telling Roy where to go. He tapped the black glass once with his thumb, then again harder, leaving a smudge where his thumb had been, while the little mount rattled against the vents. The radio had been caught between two stations for several miles, and now even that had gone silent. Roy pressed the button on the side of the phone and held it down until his thumb began to ache, then let it go and watched the screen stay black.
By Nolan Reed21 days ago in Futurism
The Long Search for a Car Powered by Water
Introduction For more than a century, inventors have dreamed of producing a car that could be filled with water instead of petrol. The attraction is obvious because water is plentiful, relatively cheap and produces no smoke when it is formed from hydrogen and oxygen.
By Alan Spencer21 days ago in Futurism
The old man with the map was having a great day
The silence came at 2:14 on a Tuesday. I was standing in line at the coffee shop on 4th Street, waiting for a cold brew, watching the guy in front of me tap his phone screen over and over. Behind the counter, the barista was holding an iPad, tapping the glass with a sharp clack-clack-clack.
By Annam M Gordon22 days ago in Futurism
Static Ovah the Kennebec
Linda always said Bowdoinham mornings looked like God forgot to turn the brightness up. Fog rolled in thick and low, swallowing the rivah, the trees, and half the Town Landing like it was tryin’ to erase the place one bite at a time. She stood theyah at 7:12 AM, sippin’ coffee that tasted like burnt driftwood and bad decisions, watchin’ the Kennebec breathe like some big creature sleepin’ under the surface.
By Syl De'Vil24 days ago in Futurism