The children of tomorrow are already arriving, but they haven't come alone and they don't seem to like us much.
We shouldn't be surprised, because we never gave them much hope for the future. If we were honest, we'd probably admit that we destroyed most of their future along with our own. More
All possible futures are being constantly re-worked to produce the one that we will all experience tomorrow. It's a process of Catalysis in which every ingredient, including us, will play vital, significant and lesser parts and yes, there are also those who only stand and wait. An asteroid could significantly alter tomorrow, but people can destroy an asteroid, or not, if they choose. So which of the two is the bigger catalyst? By deduction, does the ownership of free will grant us the power of creation, just as we know it does, destruction, or do we need another catalyst to empower us?
This subject won't be contained in a single genre. It demanded and duly received, real and diverse landscapes to accommodate the people it describes. It can be science fiction, or fantasy if you prefer. It's also fiction, because it describes events that haven't happened yet, though as you read, you'll quickly see that some of it, possibly most of it, already has.
The detail began yesterday in northern Ethiopia, and this morning it eased effortlessly into a small city in the Arabian semi-desert. Tomorrow it will take you on to places much more and far less familiar as it challenges the limits of our pre-conceptions.
The present marriage of convenience between devious politics and global finance continues to evolve into a symbiotic relationship that will destroy them both if they divorce, or us if they won't. The unholy products of that union, the status quo of greed and corruption, constantly conspire to separate us from our basic human and civil rights. This is an essential prerequisite for us to quietly embrace our appointed destiny as both commodity and consumer, and so perpetuate their dominion.
Tomorrow is next Tuesday or Wednesday, and no further. That's when we finally realise that our children didn't ask to be born into this wickedness, and we really should try harder to fix it for them. We can clearly see public enemy number one, and number two, if we can somehow separate them, but the truth is, we may have left it too long. It seems to have become addicted to our subservient idolatry. Maybe the best we can do is resign ourselves to an imperfect destiny of our own lifetimes locked in negotiations for a better future, so the next generation has something to hope for.
There are always better and lesser people than us, so it should come as no surprise to find others even more challenged than us and our prodigies. These unfortunates have so many enemies, they just can’t see them all. Their problem is compounded by us calling them damaged, and then looking down at them from the height of our perfection. To most of them, we are also enemies, and they add your name and mine to their lists of undesirables. That’s proof of a sort that they can see better than us. In fact, they see more than the human brain has yet evolved to understand, including their own destiny, which is unsurprisingly better than ours. The thing is, they don't want to wait until tomorrow. They want to claim their future now, before we destroy everything.
As the Global Goliath begins to stagger under the weight of it's unsustainable empires, we must decide if we need a ‘David’ to finish him off, or if we’d do better to exploit his weakness, just as he did ours, and renegotiate that future from a position of comparative strength. We are divided factions and Goliath likes it that way. His future has already arrived, and for him it’s just a matter of consolidation for profitability to stabilise again.
While we deliberate, an uninvited stranger seems to be the answer to our prayers, and this would be David takes centre stage to become the penultimate ingredient in a catalytic cocktail for change. As the adversaries size each other up, we wait expectantly for the first hammer blows to fall. With everyone looking up, no-one seems to notice a third but damaged contestant, who simply has to be lost.