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Karen Ehrens's avatar

Upon waking in 2176, I would love to find out:

* What was it that got people to stop burning fossil fuels and instead rely upon the sun and wind for power?

* How did people decide to make boundaries on artificial intelligence, to be able to use it for the good and still rein it in?

* How are people researching the past, when people didn’t have nearly as much time to make poetry and art?

* Who was the last trillionaire?

* Where can I find some ice cream?

Anne Pender's avatar

I often struggle to think about the future right now, stuck as I am – as we all seem to be – in an endless limbo present of rehashed violence and separation but the two most important questions that come to mind to ask of such a future would seem to be: Are we still here? Do we still love each other?

In the meantime, these lines from the young Pakistani-American activist and writer Ayisha Siddiqa are a balm - they come from her poem “On another panel about climate, they ask me to sell the future and all I’ve got is a love poem”.

“What if the future is soft and revolution is so kind that there is no end to us in sight.

Whole cities breathe and bad luck is bested by a promise to the leaves.

To withstand your own end is difficult.

The future frolics about, promised to no one, as is her right.

Rage against injustice makes the voice grow harsher yet.

If the future leaves without us, the silence that will follow will be an unspeakable nothing.

What if we convince her to stay?

How rare and beautiful it is that we exist.

What if we stun existence one more time?...”

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