It is there on the table. A large crystal ball mounted on what looks to be a black plastic base. It appears as if it is filled with liquid, a vicious fluid in which milk is suspended.
The milky fluid begins to separate and reveals? At first it is the face of the Cloud Whisperer. I can see her lips move and suddenly hear her saying “filter". “filter?” I say out loud “coffee filter?” The Cloud Whisperer just shakes her head, looking at me sadly. “Filter.” she says again, this time placing the EMphAsis on the first letter letting the F drag out for a full syllable. I shook my head not understanding.
“I’m only supposed to say one word” the cloud whisperer finally said. “Filter what you hear about cloud futures.” She finished and then disappeared in a puff of smoke.
That was a cool trick I thought. But I understood what she was asking, filter what I was about to see with what I knew to be real. The future was coming into focus.
The first thing that became clear and visible was an image of a developer hunched over a computer. It looked to be a Macintosh computer. The developer was drinking Monster and typing away on a wireless keyboard. He appeared to be building a mobile application. We entered the room he was in fully hovering over his shoulder. He misspelled the world Atlas (ATLLAS) as we watched. His application appeared to be a navigation application. As we watched he brought up a window on his computer to emulate the application in a mobile environment. I noticed that the phone had 8 network bars rather than the 4 we have today, and all 8 seemed to be full. I decided I should probably filter that information, but the Cloud Whisperer appeared in front of me shaking her head so I decided to believe it.
My first glimpse of the future was a mobile device developer building a new application on a mobile device with what I assumed to be double the network we have now. A future so bright you had to go underground to lose mobile data connectivity.