The year is 2099. You wake up in a cold bed surrounded in darkness. The air around you hisses in release and the platform supporting your body begins moving. You are suddenly overwhelmed by light and notice you have a splitting headache. You emerge into a white room, nothing mantled to the walls surrounding you. The cords in the back of your neck release with a pinch and you swing your feet over the side of the now visible bed. An image of someone rocketing through the clouds passes through your mind’s eye. You swear the blood slamming into your frontal lobe sounds like gunfire. You need to deal with this headache. Grunting as you lean forward, you embark on the journey to your medicine cabinet.
The next room you walk into fades from glowing white to a crisp crimson canvas on every wall minus one. In its place is a window flashing with a neon display. It’s a grand sliding window. Outside is a dark, hazy yet bright and beautiful world. The skies are black and heavily overcast. The horizon is crowded with skyscrapers, apartment buildings, LED Screens and antenna’s flashing red and blue in sequence. Suddenly you hear the phone ring. Looking around, you struggle to find the source yet it seems to be ringing directly in front of you. A hologram appears in front of your pupil with the options “Accept” or “Decline”. It’s Deshaun, a life long friend. You have no idea what is going on, you let it go to voicemail.
The New World
Headache having since subsided and forgotten, you find some clothes and throw on a jacket and shoes before leaving the strange house. The streets are filled with music and ruckus. Your adrenaline spikes as this is completely foreign to you; what happened? Yesterday you went under the needle for revolutionary technology to fix your spine only to awake into a world of lights and chaos. Walking around you notice almost everything is digitalized. There must be something planted in your head because every time you look into a vendor shop you are bombarded with sales tickets and price tags. The news is playing on LED Screens asking you to “integrate for More” – whatever that means. People are crowding the streets. As they walk by their social media, now called CSM (Collective Social Mainframe), history floats above their heads. Every account ever made, every search ever sought. The relationship and health status along with sexual orientation and occupation right in front of your eyes. Nothing was left to mystery.
As you round the next street corner, you hear a *PING* followed by “Location status updated” and a Check-In Successful banner in front of your eyes. You have no reason to worry, yet you already understand this could be dangerous. You hear a commotion and look to your left. Worried, you peak into the nearest shop only to be surprised to see a woman suspended in space. A large screen displays the visual in her brain. She’s competing in a tennis match against sixty-million others in a form of alternative reality. Looking past the woman, you notice a multitude of others floating alongside her. One man is learning Karate, another is sky diving in a vast open concept. It seems to be above the amazon rain forest. Didn’t that burn to the ground in 2021? Further down, a child was swimming through the Coral Reef of the French-Polynesian Ocean.
This world is much more advanced than the era you left behind in 2039.
*PING* “Location Status Updated” Check-in Successful. The physical “Guffaw” written across your face is posted as a selfie to what looks to be an Instagram evolutionary platform.
All at once, you are overwhelmed and turn to race home. “Initiate Fast-Travel?” appears in front of you. You’re so anxious to get back to the silence of your home that you act without thinking. The world flashes around you and suddenly you are in your living room. You fall to the ground, weak in the knees from excitement and on the verge of going unconscious. Only to be settled by a familiar name appearing at the center of your field of view.
“Deshaun” you scream, “What is this!”.
“Uhm… a phone call?” He says, “Where have you been, we’re getting destroyed” A jet is heard in the background with explosions. “Get in your animus and let’s go”. He hangs up the call.
Once again sealed in darkness and confined to a tube. The space around you begins buzzing and you can feel your eyes close only to open again to everything. Blue sky, green forest, bright sand, high mountains, and open water – and falling… FALLING?! You reach the ground with a parachute. You notice virtually zero pain factor in your landing. Your arms, legs, and torso are equipped cybernetically and you feel like you could run forever. Instinct has taken over and you feel a sense of familiarity. You have done this before. Bullets begin flying and so you take cover behind a tree. Your eyes flash with reflective screening and you see the others coming toward you. You react and take down one enemy but feel a seering pain in your left shoulder. You’ve been hit and it’s fatal. You fall to your knees, half relieved that the chaos was ending. As your body de-atomizes, you appear to the animus opening once again and your friend is standing outside the chamber looking very disappointed.
Finally, Some Answers
You demand he not look at you with such disdain and explain what is happening. He is confused at first but quickly pieces everything together after you give a brief recollection of the events passed. He selects a program through CSM and smacks the side of your head with his tablet. A demonstration video appeared in front of you for Spinal Disc Fusion. Only the surgery went wrong and left you in a coma. The closest of kin responded after two years by opting for quality of life over dismissal of life. You emerged from your coma in total stasis fifty-nine years later. You remained a soldier, you maintained your identity, you lived a very exciting life regardless of it being virtually augmented. You may be the same but the world has since changed.
Deshaun spends the next few hours filling you in on the events passed. He too was injured in battle but was asleep on site. He was then put in stasis and VR until coming out of his coma in 2092. Since then, the world has become fully digitalized. Physical dollars have been replaced with crypto-currency. Everyone who can afford to do so has a brand of CSM technology intertwined within their nervous systems. Phone companies no longer exist, laptops and smart-phones are obsolete, the O-Zone layer has since become non-existent and replaced with a protective digital bubble encasing the earth. This became congested with carbon due to the coral reef dying, the amazon burning and the green-house gases rising to an all-time high. In response, all fossil-fuel-based vehicles have been decommissioned and rendered obsolete, unfortunately, it was too late.
Analyzing Trends for The Better
The big companies integrated biotechnology to get a real-time response on future trends. The world has no other choice than to live and breathe data analysis. The way we live life is now through virtual reality. We live, or relive, our moments inside of the animus and CSM. We shop through e-commerce transaction POS and find our social groups through bio-bubbles above a person’s head and meet up with loved ones online. Deshaun admits that the beauty of life is not as easily accessible as it once was but we do the best with what we have. We analyze trends and statistics to make sure every step taken forward from this point on means somethings. Hopefully, eventually, and with the help of Los Alamos National Laboratory, we can make enough progress to fix all that we have done to the planet.
Until then, we enjoy our lives within VR and make the proper choices to collect significant data in the case we one day stumble upon a solution for a literal brighter future.
The year is 3000 and you are standing at the back of a Lockheed C-130 Hercules in flight with the cargo door wide open. You reminisce on the day you woke up and note how things have changed. You’ve become a functional member of a tactical team collecting data on fuel and minerals that can help reverse the damage. You have since received upgrades and are able to utilize the CSM network to its fullest capabilities. You are sending tweets, creating vlogs on your findings, starting conversations with your following and you are networking with professionals across the world to help adjust the grim nature of the outside world. You feel whole. You look out onto the horizon knowing the answer must be out there somewhere. You smile from the anticipation. You access the CSM and make a very brief description of how you feel at that moment. You post the thought, look down… and jump.
*PING* “Location Status Updated” Check-in Successful.
Prologue: I hope everyone enjoyed this entry. I understand this blog was overly-dramatized, but I hope I properly conveyed how big data analysis is in the grand scheme of the future and our impact on social media or vice a versa. How are you using data analysis to impact your future online and offline?
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