end of time
When I moved to Switzerland as a child, in 1959, the world was about to come to an end.
The next year, followers of a messianic character who called himself Frère-et-Man went on a pilgrimage to the Mont Blanc, the only place on earth that would be spared. As you know, nothing came of it. Little remains also of all the subsequent events supposed to finally free ourselves from ourselves. That means more than eight billion of us have outlived doom and gloom so far.
I guess, we better enjoy our time in the here and now while it lasts. Responsibly, of course. Nostradamus thought it would all be over for us in 1989. We may forgive him a certain degree of inaccuracy, his prophecies were made a long time ago. It wasn’t Halley’s Comet, and even the End of the Mayan Calendar didn’t do us in – apart from the fact that the times have changed considerably since the turn of the millennium. Time changes us whether we like it or not, hurling us through space towards our very own end of time.
I remain confident that we will survive the current crises, too. That we will emerge from them stronger, heading towards a greener and more peaceful future.
And why not? Who’s gonna stop us if not we, ourselves?
Hot summer regards,
Susanne Seiler
P.S.The next Psychedelic Salon, on 17 September, features a visiting legend: Dr. Luis Eduardo Luna! Don’t miss it!
P.S.S. WIDE OPEN BOOKS – the gaiamedia collection can be visited on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays, from 5 – 8 p.m. at Villa Mare, Neumünsterallee 21, 8008 Zürich. Further events to be announced.