Extraordinary. WriteSomething. Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her... Brave New World by Aldous Huxley : chapter one. Chapter One A SQUAT grey building of only thirty-four stories.
Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY. The enormous room on the ground floor faced towards the north. Cold for all the summer beyond the panes, for all the tropical heat of the room itself, a harsh thin light glared through the windows, hungrily seeking some draped lay figure, some pallid shape of academic goose-flesh, but finding only the glass and nickel and bleakly shining porcelain of a laboratory.
Wintriness responded to wintriness. The Last Question. The Last Question by Isaac Asimov — © 1956 The last question was asked for the first time, half in jest, on May 21, 2061, at a time when humanity first stepped into the light.
The question came about as a result of a five dollar bet over highballs, and it happened this way: Alexander Adell and Bertram Lupov were two of the faithful attendants of Multivac. As well as any human beings could, they knew what lay behind the cold, clicking, flashing face — miles and miles of face — of that giant computer. They had at least a vague notion of the general plan of relays and circuits that had long since grown past the point where any single human could possibly have a firm grasp of the whole. Multivac was self-adjusting and self-correcting. For decades, Multivac had helped design the ships and plot the trajectories that enabled man to reach the Moon, Mars, and Venus, but past that, Earth’s poor resources could not support the ships. “It’s amazing when you think of it,” said Adell. The Egg. Author's Note: The Egg is also available in the following languages: The Egg By: Andy Weir You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. And that’s when you met me. “What… what happened?” “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…” “Yup,” I said. “I… I died?” “Yup. You looked around. “More or less,” I said. “Are you god?” “Yup,” I replied. “My kids… my wife,” you said. “What about them?” “Will they be all right?” “That’s what I like to see,” I said. You looked at me with fascination. “Don’t worry,” I said. The Hungry - 365 tomorrows » The Senneela Cure : A New Free Flash Fiction SciFi Story Every Day. By submissionAugust 30th, 2008 Author : JT Heyman You, who read this, remember us.
When the Senneela arrived, there was panic, at first. People forgot that. I mean, what would you expect when an eight foot saurian biped in silvery vacuum armor suddenly appears in the middle of the United Nations Security Council? Then the Senneela ambassador broadcast her apology to the nations of the world, offering a gift to show their remorse. There was a side effect, the ambassador warned. The damned Senneela knew. With their newfound immortality, people cashed out their retirement plans and the rest of the economy collapsed.
The other shoe dropped when Pakistan launched nuclear weapons at India, claiming that India was using its higher birth rate to force a claim to the long disputed Punjab region. After all, an exterminated human race was of no use to them. More than three hundred million lined up on the day the massive Senneela transport ships first arrived. Morituri te salutamus. - Chapter 1. Welcome to Baen Ebooks, purveyors of DRM-free ebooks.
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