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

The Joy of having Alternative Energy
Introduction Sun-oriented influence is an incredible method for diminishing your carbon impression and getting a good deal on your power bills. The natural effect of sun-oriented energy is significantly less than consuming petroleum derivatives, and there are numerous different advantages also. Here are a few motivations behind why you ought to think about changing to sun-powered chargers:
By Jace Corpuz4 years ago in Futurism
Inhuman
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That is why they had built the Human Abattoir Space Station, HASS. The five kilometre wide rotating disc of titanium, Kevlar and high grade steel, orbiting the earth. At the focus of the disc was the singularity, which was encased in the gravitational suppressor, a five hundred metre deep layer of Osmium. The Osmium reduced the strength of the singularity’s gravitational pull to close to that of Earth’s. The Osmium allowed the residents to ambulate the perimeter of the disc and maintain their muscularity, rather that atrophying in zero gravity. The residents speculated on the origin of the singularity, its purpose, and what would happen if you ever approached it. Many fantasised that it connected their universe to one that housed the so called ‘New Moon’ - a planet habitable to humans, teaming with plant-life unscoured by the evil of man. James was under no illusion that the singularity would atomise you before you got the chance to even perceive it. Despite the complex engineering of the osmium layer, the remainder of the living quarters, or cells, were rudimentary at best. The cells were a tessalation of hexagons, two metres wide, with a single mattress, sink and toilet. The tessalate housed over one-hundred-thousand residents. The female and male cells were separated by a militarised zone. There was a training field one hundred metres wide, where the residents spent the entirety of their free time. The slaughter-room’s location was unknown, but its existence definite. The screams were a constant reminder of that. The men knew the date that they would walk to the slaughter-room - on their eighteenth birthday. For women it would be after their third child.
By SHP4 years ago in Futurism
The People’s Manifesto
The Peoples’ Manifesto: A Unified Defiance L.J. NUTTALL I am writing this manifesto in the hope someone with a bit of power and influence may read this, and just by chance maybe, save humanity. I am deeply concerned for the future. When I look upon our dystopian present, I cannot help but see the treacherous path ahead. A terrifying, uncertain path which is divided, cracked, and is quickly falling apart. Our planet is dying, our systems are broken, and our government is blatantly corrupt. We all live under their iron sky of greed, lies and deceit. Forced to comply with a system that robs us of our very being. The Tories are thieves of our time and money. I am not proclaiming to be an expert but after studying the discipline of International Relations and European Politics. I want to present to you, the reader, plausible and achievable solutions to our current problems.
By Rosie J. Sargent4 years ago in Futurism
Receivers
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Thank God for the written word, I guess. What is it they say? “It’s harder to silence a pen than a sniper rifle”? Yes, I know that’s not actually it. I just needed a better hook than that lame pen vs sword thing. Oh shit, there I go, my mind getting way off course. This thought to text technology is still so difficult for me, as a person whose mind always seems to be going a million miles a minute. Fuck, I’m doing it again… Ok, let’s start over.
By Bre Andi4 years ago in Futurism
meforyou
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Nobody can see a dream in the absence of grace, that’s why we pray.
By Alex Yang4 years ago in Futurism
Section X
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. If anyone could hear anything I was doing right now, it would be a gift. My eyelids keep drifting shut as the blood running down the side of my face begins to slow. I think I have a concussion. I wasn’t this sleepy until I was wacked from behind. My Del4 Comm which lets me communicate with people who have the same model, wherever they might be, is missing. More likely that whoever bashed my head against the wall took it, which sucks. It’s the only way that I can reach my parents or anyone else on NorthStarDelta, a space station that floats about few million miles from Mars.
By Bryan Chimney4 years ago in Futurism
Spaces Between
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. As luck pervaded, it was 4:44 in the morning, on a dark and rainy night somewhere in Edinburgh. Yet another Magnificent echo of a city, buried in absolute stoned plasma and mud, immaculate. Yet another scene of horror. Was it 1894 or 4044 A.R (After Reset)? The thought didn’t resonate anymore. Nor did it matter. None remembered the ‘when’, or the ‘how’. All left were remnants of a muddied social control, or seekers of vengeance through fire and flood.
By Sam Vela4 years ago in Futurism
A Girl of Death and Starlight
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Anyone with a grasp on basic physics or astronomy would be able to tell you that; but the cries of the innocent could defy even the stone law of science.
By M. A. Mehan 4 years ago in Futurism
Musculus Misadventures
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I tried to push the stupid thought out of my mind. Now was not the time for all the trivial blasts of information my mind was so used to spewing. A brief image of my mother fluttered through my mind before I forced myself to open my eyes. They closed again involuntarily as the sound came through my com.link. Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space… Or so they say. They were probably ignorant of the fact that we have com.links built into our suits. His scream was truly deafening.
By Eric Evans4 years ago in Futurism
Repression and Robots
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Just to be safe, Jane always made sure that only Rosie was in the house while she screamed her frustrations. No point in upsetting the rest of the family, after all. If Rosie heard her, she never said anything about it, so the tradition of letting the vacuuming robot drown out her shouts and sobs slowly became habit.
By Guenneth Speldrong4 years ago in Futurism
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.
By Donald J. Bingle4 years ago in Futurism
The Disruptor
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. THE 2095 ANNUAL INTERNATIONAL PHYSICS CHALLENGE for youth age 7 through 18, published on New Years’ Day, asked students to prove or refute that statement in plain language. The correct answer was assumed to be something like “there are no particles to create the sound waves to transmit sound, or any components of the mechanical energy needed to realize sound; by definition nothing exists in a vacuum, so sound is impossible.”
By Donn K. Harris4 years ago in Futurism