Something has happened to my temporal existence. My future has folded in on itself. It has exposed itself to me, contrary to both the laws of nature and of human nature. We are not meant to be able to see into our future. We are propelled into our future, thrown into our projects with no premonition, no peeking. Our life stories are meant to unravel as we go along, at a rate of one second per second. No slower, and certainly no faster. But I was given a crystal ball through which, with painful accuracy and nauseating detail, I can see my future: further decline, hopeless prospects, premature death.
- Havi Carel