evolution

The evolution of science, science fiction, and mankind throughout the years.

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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 Yang3 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 Chimney3 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. Harris3 years ago in Futurism
D[R]YAD: An Odyssey
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. One of our eyespots watches the passage of time in the slapdash simulacrum of binary sunlight shifting over ill-suited living quarters; the other gazes listlessly at the miasma of light on the vidscreen, the speeding sundry stars streaked into opalescent fire. We may not be able to hear the sound waves of an exhalation as it escapes from the body and thins into void; but we see the twisting of the flesh and contorting of the form; we feel the panic of the creature as it faces annihilation; and, among those who share the art of Inspeak, we absorb the final thoughts of the dying.
By MA Snell3 years ago in Futurism
The Gord Project
On The First Day “What the heck is all this?” Mark Roid frowned at the thick stack of papers cluttering his desk. There were many things he could forgive, but not mess. He preferred everything neat, from his living quarters to his scotch.
By JL Daly3 years ago in Futurism
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.
By angel favorite3 years ago in Futurism
Carrier 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…
By Chris Buchanan3 years ago in Futurism
CIRCLING CHAOS
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Althea had been told not to go off the ship, she had been warned. The consequences would be dire but she couldn’t stay away; the stairs called to her, beckoning her to have a look, that’s all—just one simple look.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Futurism
Mourning 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.
By Nancy Turner3 years ago in Futurism
Space Pachy
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Outerspace Zone Y.45.Centon6 They might have gone through the vortex, but it seems more probable that Lexion lasered them.” Gjero was reviewing star maps on the other side of the vessel’s bridge.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Futurism
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. "Those people are philosophers," dad used to say. "You can always hear yourself scream. Sometimes even when you're not."
By Tiel Fox3 years ago in Futurism
FARAN
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Amara didn't let the thought keep her from screaming all the same. She screamed and pleaded, she begged and cried, for what seemed like, forever. Her mind flying through thoughts and scenarios, grasping at this and that, she was flooded with emotions and terrified of what was to become of her now.
By Samantha Santiago 3 years ago in Futurism