The Future

"Discarded, descending into the cold dark waters, it was a fitting end."

I think dystopian and post apocalyptic futures draw us in because we've come so far in the last 100 years that we're beginning to have a hard time envisioning what lies ahead us. It's so much easier to look back at sitting around fires and killing things with our bare hands than it is to find a way to build, to grow, to overcome our problems.

No matter how tough stuff gets, remember that the history of humanity is the history of progress. With each new solution comes a new host of problems, but also new joys and new ways to define our humanity. The future is bright :)

In the World of Null, life always seems to be happening on the outside.

“Transhumanism is a funny thing, when you think about it. Someone - an early transhumanist, I think - once said that the human race is an acorn that is unafraid to destroy itself in growing into a tree. But trees, like all living things, die…

I don’t know about you, but I have no intention of dying… At least not for another few thousand years."

Oligarch Tabia Aza, Source Co-Founder

"Soul mates are never apart, maybe in distance but never in heart."

Setting aside all the lore and things for a minute, this is the painting that started The World of Null. To celebrate three years of Null I painted this scene from another perspective (see Vanity above). This one will always hold a special place in my heart and remind me of the time I quit smoking :)

"We always knew that Vladamir Putin was a bit of an ego-maniac, but having to face thousands of tank-bred Putin clones was beyond the pale."

"We always knew that Vladamir Putin was a bit of an ego-maniac, but having to face thousands of tank-bred Putin clones was beyond the pale."

"Hercules has receded from perihelion. Native life activity should return to normal levels."

"Gerald watched with great pride as the device was lowered into the ground. They'd all laughed at him, they said his idea to save the world was much too ambitious... but today he'd prove himself right."

– Printer ink scatters the horizon, as your tape player finally screeches to a grinding, glitchy halt. You have reached the end of the universe, but was it really worth it? Japanese characters your only language, roman busts your only companion? Was it -really- worth it? –