If we all had the career we loved with the salary we wanted, lived with the love of our lives, and wanted for nothing would we live happily satisfied, or find new things to hate?
Eli flew through the streets of Mars’ largest colony. He skirted the dome shaped buildings constructed from solar material as black as deep space. Warm sweat washed over his dark skin, an unfamiliar sensation to most who had become lazy upon the invention of personal teleportation. His Jordans bounced soundlessly off the titanium streets, muscles extending and retracting in a steady rhythm. His face was young and free of wrinkles; his body was supple and he ran fluidly like an elite athlete. However, despite his youthful appearance Eli had lived for more than two centuries thanks to impossible feats of modern technology and biomedical engineering.
Eli eased out of his run and halted in front of his obsidian home. The colorless exterior wall dissolved to allow him entry and he stepped inside. The home within the dome spoke of Eli’s Spartan lifestyle as a single man. Everything had a purpose with little sentimentality and no clutter. He strode into the living space and sank into the futon that functioned as a couch.
‘TV, on’ he called and the wall across from the futon sprang to life.
‘News’ the word dropped reluctantly from his mouth, and immediately a beautiful, quick speaking reporter appeared.
‘Manmade technologies had exceeded governable rates’ her crisp voice filled the room, ‘allowing criminal activity to slide into rampancy. However, the benevolent leadership of the United Colonies saved us through the implementation of the Autogenous Intelligence Management system that prevents autonomous citizens from disrupting our progression into a functioning utopia.’ The picture switched to a violent gang war raging in a smaller Martian colony. ‘See how the AIM system moves us closer to our goal!’ She declared confidently. A billion gang members collapsed. The autogenous system made up of a watch sized super computer, that analyzed and sent data to an extensive labyrinth of organic metal twisting throughout the body activated. They lay motionless for a moment before regaining their feet. The multitude began to...