The Evolution Of Science Fiction の小説・ストーリー

“You know, that’s another thing I don’t get about science fiction. For a genre that’s supposed to be all about technology and progress and the future…why does it always turn out to be a massive disaster whenever somebody tries to do anything or change anything?” “You tell me, Mr. BA Oxon.” “I guess because a lot of genre fiction has its roots in the nineteenth century, when we had more rigid ideas about God and social order. Aaaand check out me sounding like I know what the fuck I’m talking about.” “That’s because you do. Though, for what it’s worth, I don’t think this book is actually saying that. I think it’s more about the complexities of the world and its problems, especially the problem

For eons ago, the same thing that still maintained the seas that, through a chemical process, led to the removal of creatures that were previously marine, led the land towards the dunes of stones, crystals, and sand, forcing evolution and towards space. It was a sidereal demonic race that was uniquely and exclusively made up of science beings who had evolved to the point of being scientists who mass-produced war weapons.

A caged world Beneath a free sky Everything here Is part of discipline affair Even the car of choice Is one that each one Uses Not the one That most pleases We think like the other We compare to the other Why course books should always be there When each one can think Why thoughts of few Should be counted as only fair It’s not a religious affair To indulge and blame Science as unfair A significance of truth Missing In each stair Religion says nothing But satisfaction After which Who will climb upstair Bounded in free world Where even subject of choice Is trending Who made the word trend Let there be it nowhere Hurt sighing by Religious blows Science moves slow They say in religion A scientis