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Space: The Final Frontier. Exploring space developments and theorizing about how humans fit into the universe.

3081: Hyperlane Blues
In space, nobody can hear you scream. This, of course, only applies if space is still a vacuum. Sometimes it’s not. Sometimes it’s a jelly. A sticky, ship-trapping jelly.
By A.N.G. Reynolds3 years ago in Futurism
Serenity's Quest
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Except for the Lumarians, of course. The remaining members of their race, few as they were, had been in a high state of distress, after hearing the screams of terror and despair for days.
By JL Daly3 years ago in Futurism
The 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.
By Frances L. Broadway3 years ago in Futurism
Entropy's Last Dance
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Entropy dances outward, ever expanding. The grand illusion is order and form, when everything is actually descending into chaos. If they could hear, if their consciousness was really expanding, they would hear the screaming. For some of us, there is not an illusion at all. They do not hear the agony I experience as I shift from nothing into something, as form breathes out of me just to explode again into particles and light. The humans balk at something being both things simultaneously. They do not yet realize there are creatures that are not just in two places at once, but everywhere all at once, existing only to give them the illusion of order. Blinking our consciousness from place to place, we lend form and energy to their experiences at our expense.
By Lara3 years ago in Futurism
Space 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.
By Kendra J. Anthony3 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
Jove'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.
By Chandra Friend3 years ago in Futurism
Dark Matter Fools Us Yet Again
Dark matter gets its name because it doesn’t interact with electromagnetic fields, meaning it doesn’t produce or reflect light. Though we can’t detect it directly, astrophysicists are fairly certain it exists due to its gravitational influence. Even back in 1884, Lord Kelvin looked at the velocity of stars near the center of the Milky Way and knew their speeds couldn’t be explained by only visible matter. He reasoned that the vast majority of the matter in our galaxy was invisible. Since then, the evidence for dark matter has piled up. Today astrophysicists use it to explain everything from the rotation of galaxies to the makeup of the cosmic microwave background, as dark matter’s gravitational pull seems to be the missing piece of the puzzle. In fact, the consensus is that it comprises roughly 85% of the universe’s matter, though we still struggle to explain what it’s made of.
By The Happy Neuron3 years ago in Futurism
Project Aphrodite
Chapter 1 Aria Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I try to quell my rising panic. There is a coiling in the pit of my stomach as I look out of the small, round window to the fathomless open pit of space. The blackness is all consuming, suffocating; even with the scattering of stars, strewn across the darkness like white paint thrown at a black canvas.
By Jessica Lampasi4 years ago in Futurism
Ad Astra Per Aspera 4
“Trooper? Trooper, can you hear my voice?” I slowly turn my head to the sound of the voice. I see four people wearing the red and orange colored armor of a Rescue Squad. I blink once and they’re even closer.
By Deon Burton4 years ago in Futurism
The Europa Colonists
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The exterior cameras caught footage of the incident. It was somewhat horrific. There had been some damage with one of the circuits which ran the exit portal usually used for robots exiting to make external fixes on the space station. The door opener had been tripped and a person, a female person, had been essentially ejected from the space station. Usually, robots used this in order to access the outside of the space station but they were always tethered before they exited. The entire area around the ejection portal was sterile and clean. All the surfaces were white and dustless, the cleaning robots went through these hallways a lot, vacuming up any dust and few people came in to dirty the space. Also, they didn't need to breathe, so they didn't need spacesuit enabled with an air supply. The footage contained the moment right after the young woman had been ejected from the space station. She must have been trying to open the window covering further to take more photographs, but the wrong button had been pressed at the ejection location, so she was immediately dumped into the vacum of space just outside the space station. There was a tether for when robots or suited construction workers used the ejection spot to go out into the darkness of space and repair the outside of the space station, but she wasn't connected to this tether at all. Even if she had been tethered she would have most likely died anyways since being out in space unsuited still would have killed her in under a minute. She had been trying to do some photography and even though people were banned from this wing, and only robots were allowed to access and walk about the storage area, she had snuck in with her camera and had been shooting through the window of the portal. The side of Europa which was facing away from the sun often glowed in the dark, and the young woman had always tried to take photos of the unique aspects of Jupiter's most beautiful moon.
By Sabine Lucile Scott4 years ago in Futurism
Jack of all trades
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. We learned the truth though. They're deafening. Four days earlier
By John Eva4 years ago in Futurism