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“Man has a limited biological capacity for change, & when
overwhelmed by it, they descend into future shock.”
Hard to believe it’s already 2216, & earth has become a plethora
of domed citadels. Climate change was real, & now only technology
allows us to cling to its surface. The seas have risen, land masses
have shrunk. Nations have withered. We have given in to what used
to be considered a dystopian vision, where great corporate conglom--
erates, no longer puppet masters, have stepped out of the shadows &
have become Ruling Republics.
My family lives on the west coast in MICRO-APPLE, covering the
western portion of Old America. The oil & natural gas barons have
taken over the heartland in BP-STANDARD. The east coast has
become the bastion of Military/Industrial complexes, called LIBERTY.
There is no President, no governors, just CEOs. What’s left of the
ancient government is made up of supervisors & sycophants who
wear black jumpsuits blazoned with patches from corporate sponsors.
I’m a climate engineer on my way back to Mars, where 50 million souls
toil in vast mines & farms, or are engaged in atmospheric change. It now
rains on the red planet. We grow crops within the sprinkle of domed
communities. A half dozen seas are filling up & spreading. We understand
that our tiny galaxy, the Milky Way, is but a dust particle in a universe of 200
billion other galaxies. Beyond Mars, little Ceres has limited potential for
colonization; so it’s a way station, like all the moons have become. Jupiter
now has a 1,000 space stations orbiting it, & exploration of Saturn is on
the horizon. We have sent probes into the far reaches of the cosmos, but
sadly the data does not determine other life forms.
Man’s footprints now are
on planets once thought to be
unreachable; praise Allah.
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