I don't know who's reading this, but you're not human. You can't be.
My name is Lt. Commander Alexis Clement.
The year is 2021.
The date March 19th.
Earth is gone.
To read that on paper truly is exhausting. I know Earth is gone. I have known that for the past three days now. I saw the planet in its final moments. Yet to see it written out in front of me, in my own handwriting, it has a sense of finality.
I’m aboard the NFSS Alpha 120-OP4. In simpler terms, Space Station Alpha. The first “lab” that the NFSP put up. I call it a lab, but in reality it’s a damn spy station. I wish I had more time to explain the state of things on Earth. Or, rather, the ways things used to be. I think I can sum it up in a single word though.
War.
Well actually two words, war and fear. That’s why
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Talking about how we had been spared. Talking about how long we had to live. He said we could last for years on the station. He said that we had everything we needed.
“What about food?” I asked, trying to be the voice of reason.
“We have enough supplies to last us at least six months. The rest we can get from the greenhouses.” He replied.
"Oxygen?” I shot back.
“We have enough for at least nine months. The rest can be produced by the greenhouse plants.” Pauls voice glimmered with hope.
I thought then, that maybe we could last. We had food, oxygen, and power from solar cells. I really began to believe we could do it.
Then it hit me, hard.
Water.
It could have worked, absolutely would have worked if Earth still existed. We had all forgotten. Forgotten that only four days prior the water purification system had failed. Forgotten that in three days we were to receive the replacement parts. But now I remembered that we would never get them, I remembered that the only place in the universe that could supply them had vanished.
“What about water?” Paul stopped his calculations and looked up. His face screwed up. He realized it too. We hadn’t enough
Kristina and Trey gathered all of their little belongings mostly caring about the lockbox containing about $3,600 of the finest mexican glass a.k.a meth. Rushing out of their little apartment as soon as possible after seeing a wanted picture in the newspaper of kristina stealing money illegally with a fake id. She thought it was odd that she had very very little remorse about getting up and leaving without saying goodbye to her baby that wouldn't even recognize her, her mom which she stole her identity and money from. It didn't phase her and she kept loading what little belongings she had into Trey's mustang. They rushed onto the snowy freeway still tweaked as usual, but exhausted from no sleep like usual and running from the police and the mexican drug lord that they owe and weren't planning on paying back.
“How to Poison the Earth” by Linnea Saukko was written as an assignment for a freshman composition class. This essay details a process that humans could take to ensure the definitive destruction of earth. The writer explains that this process might be difficult, due to the fact that the earth has ways to continuously cleanse itself. The first process suggests that large amounts of lethal substances, such as uranium-238 and plutonium, should be produced and then injected into the earth. We would start by building more nuclear plants to help generate more plutonium.
Dear Mother, It’s has been indisputable here in the trenches, I’m in dire need of new socks. The doctors say they might have to amputate my foot if my trench foot gets any worse. Also if you could provide me with some next time you send me a package I would be beholden to you. In addition to the already gruesome situation, the rats have begun to eat the dead in no man’s land, and steal my bread when I’m not looking.
War. War never changes. People will always march off at their nation’s behest to kill and be killed. To maim and be maimed. This is a truth embedded within the nature of mankind.
We will not let Earth become a tomb, a mass grave spinning through space. We will exhume ourselves. We will fight the curse and break it. We will cry and bleed and lust and love, and we will cure death. We will be the cure.
The devastation behind the soldier stood on the edge of his mind, but nevertheless was not in his thoughts. The man standing in front of him dominated his thoughts and instigated a war deep within the soldier. The man was plain on all accounts; he was middle-aged, wore glasses, had a receding hairline, but his image was now stained in the soldier’s memory. This man merely wanted to get by, most likely to confirm the death of a loved one, but no matter how many times the soldier thought about it, he would never know exactly why. The only knowledge that burdened the soldier was his duty, and his duty was to keep this man at bay.
"I doubt it." Albert opened the door and stepped out. " A lot of
Finally, terrorism is a constant threat which has many people mortified. Fear dictated all of these events and worsened the situations dramatically.
Cloud let out a loud sigh as I reached forward to pat his shoulder. "I know your tired boy. I am too," I confessed. I clucked and asked him to walk on. He did a head bob and moved as slow as a Tennessee walker.
There have been many questions about the future of human beings as long as we have existed. Today, that question is about space and the future of the Earth. There are many arguments on the future of people on Earth and how we will survive with the decline of the Earth in recent years. Some have suggested settling Mars or other planets, while others say that we should stay on Earth and take better care of it to save it. So what should we do?
The Trek to Investigate Stryker 's Dam We had managed to Acquire the coordinates of a much Maligned Government base in the Arctic region of Alaska. My traveling companion and I would Undoubtedly have reached our target by the Eighth of the month. In order to embark on this journey I had had to overcome the Inhibition of my peers to do a hands on investigation of this decrepit abandoned government installation. As we approached a jagged outcropping of rock I stopped to survey our map, due to the lack of cell towers and electricity.
I stand at the tower as I see it, nothing but Fungus, Its spores, and the fallen. The smell of the bodies now under control of the fungus smells worse than death. It came from the south and spread across the kingdom. The first wave of troops went to combat it, out the 2 million troops that got sent out only 5 return. King Radclyffe; my brother, has declared that he will send out one last wave and if they fail then we’re doomed.
It’s the year 2080 and WWIII is coming to an end. Numerous countries have been destroyed and the nuclear fallout is at its peak. Fertile lands wrecked, beautiful towering city’s obliterated and Mother Nature is filled with so much radiation that it is now nothing more than an toxic wasteland. Only 9% of the earth is estimated to still be able to support life! However this percentage is shrinking by the week as the nuclear winter approaches.
Then there’s the question, what does it mean to be human? We are a part of someone much greater than we realized. Some might say who cares? Alone we will determine not only our fate, but our children, grandchildren, and so on. It’s a heavy burden to carry however, it is what is to be expected.
Water can no longer continue to stay unprotected, it is simply too important. Today most countries have laws aimed at safeguarding water quality and controlling water abstractions (Groenfeldt, 2013). In 2010, a new human right to ‘safe water and sanitation’ was recognized by the United Nations and implemented effective immediately. Water not only feeds the human body, but also the earth. Without water, nothing can grow.