Vacuum in the Sky
Debut album of AI generated electronic music by neonspectra — 8 tracks and their associated stories
Cyberpunk, technology, storytelling
Debut album of AI generated electronic music by neonspectra — 8 tracks and their associated stories
Experiments on comprehensively addressing the complex epistemology of inner experience
Our first contact with aliens is not in space.
A tool for rendering text in Lekis Kojfo script from the scifi universe of The Zeta Directive.
Reflections, musings, and takeaways from six years working on an unfinished novel
Your trusted source for the latest headlines and new developments in the fight to preserve freedom and independence for humanity.
A security practice that is so powerful, so impenetrable, that it is safe from any known or even theoretically imagined computer for trillions of years.
In the far future of 2185 a legendary foe awaits.
Mercenary operative Viyan Yousefi is swept into a diplomatic encounter with mysterious implications.
A discussion of best practices when writing science fiction stories
The cutting-edge industrialists of today had departed, entrusting the world of tomorrow to the skeletons left in their closet.
Call me DJ. The full name's kind of a mouthful.
Josh took his face into his hands and wept. Earth was still ruled by those slimy alien bastards, and no one would ever even *believe* him, much less do anything about it.
The digital revolution and its consequences have been a kind of new enlightenment for human society.
What's old is new again: the story of the Neosynth site redesign
She smiled back to me supportively with an enthusiastic pearlescent glow in her captivating cerulean eyes. 'Prithee, it lights my soul to see your invention shapen before me, my lady.'
A shining star in the darkness, some glimpses of the light are lost into eternity, only to be known by the gods themselves...
Josh gritted his teeth. 'Fuck you, ma'am.'
We can come together to build a better world for the artists and historians of tomorrow by protecting their right to do what they can with the ideas we create today.
Sometimes she liked to think about who might have lived in all these old buildings that the Peacekeepers ordered them to tear apart. The empty towering ivory skyscrapers had a heavenly radiance to them in the brilliant white light of the Kojfo sun.
In time, her broken heart would heal stronger than it had ever been before, readjusting to her newfound reality.
The bridge of the ship felt more like a space-age information bunker than a control centre for piloting a cutting-edge starship...
A discussion of the writing system used in 'lekis kojfo', a fictional language spoken in the scifi universe of The Zeta Directive.
It was a maze of tunnels and hallways down here, dimly lit and dread-inducing. The flashlight attachment on my rifle was my one light in the darkness...
Fiir's confrontation with the Terran girl had left her with much to think about. The young primate was both a curiosity and a complication. A deeply frustrating one, at that.
Josh panned and zoomed the camera to get a better look at the ominous disk-shaped vessel. Smoke billowed from the craft, obscuring it near completely on the optical spectrum...
Colossal ivory-white high-rise towers sprawled in all directions, glistening in the sunlight as a monument to a breathtaking antediluvian metropolis.
Neon gridden lines converged from the periphery of Fiir's vision, creating a wireframe rendition of the room that she occupied....
The crackle of metal being sliced open with superheated plasma was audible even from the other side of the airlock door, followed by a loud metallic clatter and then silence.
A diplomat's daughter is entangled in an international conspiracy that runs lightyears deeper than she ever could have imagined.
The truth was out there, right in front of her eyes.
Something strange hit me... I don't know you anymore.
It's not the classic music or the quirky fifties costumes that make Fallout so memorable.