humanity
The evolution of humanity, from one advancement to the next.
Breathe
Chapter One Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Of course, that’s a lie or, at least, misleading to the maxstax. Certainly not the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the “so-help-me-God” pravda, capital T, truth.
Donald J. BinglePublished 2 years ago in FuturismThe Law of Mother
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say,” Taley argued, wiping their greasy fingers together over the plate of fries before them.
Andrea StandbyPublished 2 years ago in FuturismThe Starlet
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. If a bear shits in the woods and nobody sees it, did it really happen? If a woman wails in space and nobody’s around to hear it, did she really lose the love of her life?
Jenna SediPublished 2 years ago in FuturismThe Word of an Artificial God
Chapter 1 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But, for the first time in his life, Ponticus felt no fear. Despite his status as a stowaway on a military cruiser hurtling towards its destination amongst the great unknown of the cosmos, he was at peace. He knew that under the unprecedented guidance of Maiiyah, all of life’s prodigious mysteries would unravel for him, and armed with that knowledge he need not fear the vacuum of space, or whatever awaits him at his destination.
New Worlds
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The quantum mechanics seem to evade the highest and best minds. But, We, are Here to impart that the structures of life Here, can be altered with the correct application. There are knobs, dials and switches.
angel favoritePublished 2 years ago in FuturismCarrier lost
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It’s one of those trite aphorisms that means nothing of course, hearkening back to the times of organic matter and bodies that compressed gasses and passed them through pressurized tubes across membranes that controlled the vibrations in the gaseous material and transmitted sound. Sound. Imagine that. Sound…
Chris BuchananPublished 2 years ago in FuturismTight Fit - Chapter 1
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Ray Turner remembers this phrase over and over again, on loop, as he quickly gathers himself from bed to answer the Major Brigadier’s urgent 4AM distress call.
J. E. SullivanPublished 2 years ago in FuturismThe Second Space Race
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In fact, they’re banking on it. It was around the turn of the millennium that the second space race started. The ultra-wealthy – the moguls, the royals, the oligarchs – mainly men, competing against each other about whose rocket ship is bigger – and stronger, and faster, and better, and carbon-neutral, of course. They had already conquered the seas with their superyachts, the skies with their private jets, and society with their economic and political clout and corruption. Space was next.
Frances L. BroadwayPublished 2 years ago in FuturismGreen Paper
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But then again no one can comprehend the deafening sound of the silence here either. I long to hear any screams fill the skies of this desolate planet. I placate myself with a continual inner dialog.
Heidi L. ShepherdPublished 2 years ago in FuturismSpace Oddity
No one can hear the screams in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And as I float there, screaming, I realized they were wrong.
Kendra J. AnthonyPublished 2 years ago in FuturismJove's Heart
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Aboard a nice, pressurized spacecraft like the Fulminus, however, anybody can.
Chandra FriendPublished 2 years ago in FuturismMourning Star
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That's all I wanted now, to drift quietly into the sound of nothing. I had searched for that abyss here on earth but 2022 had evolved our planet into one giant satellite that could stream a steady kind of tinnitus you could actually feel. There were no more places one could dwell among the mountaintops and contemplate the Now. There was only the perpetual buzz of communications resonating through the Social Registry chip implanted in every citizen's molar. I needed to find fluent silence.
Nancy TurnerPublished 2 years ago in Futurism