Five years time may seem like a lifetime for me as a 25 year old, but what are 5 years time really for history?

I do not wish to think of myself in 5 years time because everything seems so uncertain at the moment. To be honest even thinking 2 years ahead, hopefully having finished my master by then, gives me anxiety already. I would be lying if I said that I’m young and therefore hopeful for the future, because it although it looks like we are moving forward in time are we really moving from the present into the future? Or is the present ever repeating itself, especially now, and will we therefore never reach that longed for (or dreaded for) future.
Maybe I’m very pessimistic, maybe I’m nihilistic. Maybe I’ve just turned into a critical tired old hag. Somehow thinking of the future always makes me think of my sister, or family related subjects.

My sister, I don’t know weather this is true but this is how it comes across, seems very sure of her future. She shall graduate in the summer of 2021 as a teacher in economics. She has basically lived in the same village her whole life. The village I so frantically left when I turned 18. She has been with her boyfriend for 7 years now, and will probably marry him somewhere the coming 5 years. I know she will get a job at a local high school, as she tells me, and become pregnant somewhere in these 5 years from now too.

Her life is settled, meticulously though out, as though it has been written down somewhere for her before she was even born. The comfortableness that she craves so much, scares me.

My sister, as I believe, is already set in this ever revolving present. There is no future because the future is clear as day, a future that can be seen does not exist.

I think this is the reason why I don’t want to think about my future, because when I start living for this fixed idea in a approaching present, I will either never reach it or kill my own future.

At the same time I believe my sister is not critical of the present. She does not partake (or want to) take a stand in the current political discourse that seem to have become ever more heated during COVID-19, she remains neutral. I do, I feel like if we want to look into the future 5 years ahead, we have to come to terms with the present, and the near approaching one. I cannot see where I’m at personally in 5 years time, like moneywise, job wise, art wise, etc. wise. But I can see myself going through a metamorphosis. I would like to see the world go through a metamorphosis. Maybe that’s what is bothering me when I think of myself in 5 years time, I can only think of the personal career goals that I would have liked to reach, the house that I live in, my relationship. If I got pregnant or not, if I got a dog or not. But are all of these goals going to help the present that I live in now turn into the future that I strive for? No. Therefore I use metamorphosis, because I hope to change radically in my thinking about the future, and about what is really important.

So what would my suggestion then be to strive for metamorphosis. Well just like a caterpillar I would like to retreat. But from my little cocoon make change. And after a few months come out a a butterfly.
Also I like the strategy of ecosexuality (earth as lover).


BACK TO MAIN
What has happened to you?
-Major life events - Exhibitions
-I continue to travel with my artworks according to exhibitions.
-I have virtual currency and use it to travel.

What has happened in your immediate surroundings?
-I have a large peaceful studio with a garden in Korea. The area where I stay now is peaceful and surrounded by nature and my loved ones. I give them some drinks.Usually I stay in the studio, but I go back and forth between Korea and other studios in other countries.

What has happened to the world?
- I am satisfied with the upward leveling of sanitation in the world like cleaning systems.
- The online world is getting vast. The world is now widening the gap between the rich and the poor in online data.

What has happened to you?

Agricultural work became an elemental part of my daily routine. Full on vegetarian life with limited use of cars. I only fly if it’s essential for work. I mainly absorb culture through digital means (no theater, cinema, only gigs).

What has happened in your immediate surroundings?

I have shifted my base to the countryside and only visit the city when necessary for mainly work related reasons. Part of my family and circle of friends have also moved to the area and collectively we have started setting up spaces to maintain educational and social life together. Collectively along with friends and neighbours we maintain a permaculture land growing most of our own food.

What has happened to the world?

Accelerating climate change, lack of clean water and natural disasters have intensified, triggering hundreds of millions of people to move. As a result of this civil unrest has spread the world and systems outside the national perspectives have become popular.
Despite the travelling restrictions, while still based in the Netherlands, I am fortunate enough to be able to visit my family and friends in Spain regularly. The new speed train infrastructure has made a world of a difference. Individual cabins, provided by good ventilation and tickets at affordable prices, make it possible to embark on such trip, when needed.

On the contrary, I have not been able to see my sister’s new born yet. Canada is not within my travelling quota this year.

The same goes for my partner, whom I haven’t seen for half a year. He needed to go back to Sri Lanka to assist his parents, and has to wait till the summer’s travel permit to fly back to Europe.

At work, the focus on artists based in The Netherlands, has enriched a sense of cooperation between cities and strengthen the artist community. On a local level, organisations have engaged in sharing resources and materials in order to facilitate circular systems.
And due to the rapid social and economical changes that are taking place, artistic practices have become more engaged in exploring systems, operational methods, values, societal structures, connectivity in the form of situations, performances, registrations, social experiments, rather than ‘materiality’. A parallel wave of practices has return to old crafts and sustainable forms of material productions as an affirmation of a lifestyle philosophy.

While the newly released corona suit has eased the seasonal lock downs and the work environment, recent open air facilities have been the ones to make a remarkable difference. Highly equipped against weather conditions, they have become the key factor to bring back a sense of spontaneity, for schools, cultural events, sports and forms of recreation.

The system of rotation seems to work very well too. Today is the day I am taking care of my friend’s children. Our selected community has engaged in providing the kids with a safe and healthy social and intimate environment, which has clearly had a very positive effect on them.
Year 2025.stop
This question used to stressed me out and I always tried to avoid to answer.stop That came from the fact that I jumped to conclusions and I used to interest as I already knew the answer.stop
In 2020, I couldn't know my future. Every day I was evolving with my own slow pace and I was hoping that eventually I would stop existing and start living.stop
Back then, I didn't want to make assumptions about the future as it could be devastating if the things wouldn't happen in the way that I imagined.stop
Back in 2020, I was waiting for a breath and it did happened sympolically in Greece where I came from.stop
The neonazi party G.D. was identified finally as criminal organization and they faced years in jail.stop That made me feel again as person who wants to be part of this small country as I was feeling a bit distant the previous years. Stop
It made me think, that we have to keep moving forward, united, although the COVID-19 made us stand still.stop
I rememeber, watching the news, the minute to minute update, and I felt jealous as I wasn't there to celebrate with my friends.stop
Now in 2025, I am still an artist and that small victory triggered me to continue as that.stop I didn't forget my previous behaviour but I recreated new meanings of the already existing ones.stop I am still pessimistic as a person but I have someone and she is trying everyday to remind me to live as sometimes I forget.stop
Yes, I tend to return to old behaviours.stop
But I don't reject.stop
Nations have failed globally to accomplish 75% of the sustainable development goals. Extensive monoculture crops reached a non-return point, devastating of thousands of hectares of land and causing the mass extinction of hundreds of vegetal and animal species, including basic crops. The melting poles, deforestation, and subsequent DNA modifications on food, unleashed a series of viral and bacterial epidemics, starting with SARS in 2019, soon to be followed by COVID-19 in 2020.

The big recession that came after 2020 took many wealthy countries by surprise, since they were still recovering from last decade’s economic crises. Global economy experimented a turn back of 40 years, stabilizing in pre-globalization levels. Neoliberal and populist discourses were proven wrong by their own inability to manage the situation, and old-school politicians lost their voters trust. This led to social uprisings all over the world to regenerate democracy, with the help of distributed technologies and collective intelligence. In many places they succeeded, in others, the lack of digital rights plunged states under deep surveillance technocratic regimens.

Environmental and health issues took a primary place in the newly regenerated political agendas. The forced awareness of interconnectedness made small and medium countries start drafting political and economical alliances based on their bioregions. The concept of border is now under revision.

European Union utopia is reaching its end. Southern European Countries, most hit by the recession, were left without support after decades of exploitation tourism (now extremely restricted). To face this, a Southern Commons Plan is being developed. It is based on 4 main pillars: circular economy, green energy self-sufficiency, preservation of natural resources, especially drinking water, and a common strategy to mitigate the intensified migratory crisis.

In Spain the effects of the climate change were soon evident: the central areas of the peninsula progressively showed deep sights of desertification, and by 2040 Madrid will be inhabitable. Tajo river, the largest stream of water of the peninsula facing death due to the reckless transfers made to irrigate “Europe’s orchard”, now oversized and unprofitable. To avoid a major conflict with Portugal, and to guarantee mutual survival, several actions are undertaken:

1- A Luso-Iberic alliance is established, with social, ecological, political and economical shared agenda.
2- Development of a peninsular urban-rural planning, integrated by a ring-shaped network of mid-size cities connected by high speed trains, and based on the principle of decentralized spread of power, resources and infrastructures.
3- The centre of the peninsula will be fully dedicated to energy: waste transformation and solar power. These are now the main tools to negotiate with Northern Europe.
4- The city of Barcelona has been rented to Amazon to build a hyperrealistic theme park. This deal will guarantee a constant inflow of wealth and avoid the accumulation of privileges of any city above other.

All this measures, together with the partial robotization of primary sector labor, have created enough wealth to promote a modest universal wage, which we will all enjoy from 2025 onwards. Now, the lifestyle that the millennial generation enjoyed during the first decade of the century feels like a fading memory.

International tourism has been radically cut off to avoid the importation of new virus, breaking with the policies of the last 40 years, in favor of peninsular tourism and special travel quotas based on Nation’s carbon footprint. This radical measure changed the foundations of the economy, making necessary to find new industries. Lucky enough, after COVID, primary attention, care and education proved themselves essential. The constant menace of pandemics forced to undertake a total refurbishment of the education, now based on seasonal, thematic programs, which students can choose according to their preferences and skills, multipliying the jobs for teachers and mediators. And the pressing problem of aging population is finally being addressed by regularizing informal economy and migration inflows, which is still causing tensions but looks as a promising field for social development.

All this has generated unprecedented cultural confluences require a subtle management. With this purpose, the arts and culture sector has gained importance, deeply bounded now with education, innovation and social participation.

When the European Union started cracking, I flew back to Spain. For 5 years we faced the hardest crisis of the decade: job was precarious as ever, living in big cities wasn’t privileged anymore, and young generations couldn’t even dream of renting a flat of their own. There has an inverted exodus, and people moved back to small cities and villages in the countryside. We were the most prepared generation, claiming for the most humble jobs.

I moved back to my parents’. We have a large country house, with big fields, close to forests and rivers. I was unemployed for 3 years, period during which I took care of my family elders and of improving the old household, making it self sufficient. After the initial shock, my region, that had been endangered for the lack of young people and jobs, started a recovery that couldn’t have been dreamt in the previous decade.

When the social and economical tissue started regenerating, I started working as project manager for the local recycling scheme. Now jobs are 20 hours/ week. With the extra time, and the money from the universal wage, I’ve co-founded a Slow Residency Program, aimed at supporting creators working on regenerative ecologies, rural innovation, participatory practices, health, education, and other approaches, and facilitating safe, temporal encounters among artists, scientists, educators, caretakers, engineers, farmers, etc, so the ongoing research can nurture from and benefit the local tissue. The main goal of the program is to co-create a space where keep growing as connected individuals while taking active part in the common systemic responsibilities.

I live in the same piece of land where I was born. My old house and fields feed me and my family in a natural way, and in exchange I try to preserve the traditional knowledge that nurtures them.

I imagine in 5 years time I will be at a cross roads with regards to where I live. With my three nationalities, German, Dutch and English, I have always wanted to explore actually living in the countries of my heritage, at an age where I can properly experience them. However, I do not imagine that I will return to the UK.
Living in Berlin, a city where I spent much of my youth (due to a long distanced relationship) and my childhood (living there between 2 and 4) has manifested itself as a dream, or maybe even a ‘plan’ at this point. I will most likely either be deciding to move to Berlin from the Netherlands, or am already living there and deciding to move elsewhere.

My parents will have finally, after long deliberation, moved permanently to Europe and indeed this, and the impacts that Brexit, and the Covid-19 pandemic has had on the country in the past few years, will have made my drive to return to the UK even less than before.

I will be a practicing artist of some form, working in various artistic disciplines to make a living. But, I will not be able to afford to buy a home.

I imagine I will be in some form of committed relationship. With the pandemic of 2020 relationships to our close/loved ones have become more important, as having someone to touch, when you are not allowed to touch others is vital. Perhaps we cling onto those we have around us for comfort.

The world will have come up with new ways for us to socialise, and meetings in mass gathering have become less common. The pandemic of 2020 will have shaped the way we live, and our daily rituals, however it no longer controls our lives as before, with the virus becoming less aggressive as time has passed.

Globally, with all countries having dealt drastically differently with the pandemic, there has been a break down of certain international relationships, which has affected world trade. What this does to sources of energy supply/food production/travel I am not sure. The ‘island mentality’ has grown in some countries. Borders will be more strictly controlled and free travel from one country to another is limited. This will be difficult for my family, and will encourage a move to one country. To be together.
Year 2025
What has happened to you?
I am 40.
And not only the planet has been through the first global pandemic of the XXI, which is said to be un der control (in the global north); I, one inhabitant of this planet, have been through a midlife crisis that pushed me to make a couple of turns in my life.
Three years ago I moved to Barcelona where I currently live and where I’m engaged…, haha, in a co llaborative platform focused on alternative pedagogies and practices of creation, a sort of (non-asso ciated) “sister” of Senselab which we called Durationlab. My actual partner Ant and I founded Dura tionlab following our shared desires and managed to find enough fundings and support to start the project. A couple o f years past and the project is now getting into shape, a transforming shape. Ant and I are living and working partners already for 8 years. Since a couple of years our relationship grew in number, we are 3 in an understanding love triangle while some other intimate connections come and go intermittently. We live altogether in a big building like a woongroup, shared with 6 other people, so 8 in total. Friends, acquaintances, lovers and ex-lovers… It’s a bright and difficult place. Knowing how to deal with polyamory has been an important project too, and a difficult journey that will never stop being difficult. We had break ups and coming backs and learning how to support fragility is a love project that has informed not only the love relationships but also our work and my relationship with my family.
My niece is 5 years old. She is going to school and I’m much closer to her than I used to be, living in Spain for a couple of years allowed me to spend some time with her. The family is a bit suspicious cause I’m the hippy aunt, the one that talks in a way the can’t connect with. After a lot of work (thank you therapist) I understand now how to deal with this disconnection, so I try to get my niece to con nect with me in different ways than the common sense practiced in my family. I’m suggesting to her to start doing judo or Brazilian jiujitsu. She is a bit spoiled, but there is hope.
Durationlab is implicated with kids, it believes that right there, in the early years of formation, is where radical change needs to start. Ethics of learning and knowing otherwise are the key. We are still trying to get more support, but luckily, other related jobs had appeared and I am not taking in unwanted “side jobs” anymore. Healthy side jobbing has become the practice. There is no centrality to career building, but to ways of relating with different practices.
My most loved friends are now far, so I’m reconnecting with friends that live in Barcelona. But my dea rest best friend stayed in Amsterdam, has a baby human and is still fighting between working for big corporations that give him the money to support his family and the projects that are in his heart. The pandemic hit the entire world triggering unprecedented changes. What did not change is that in justice is central to our ways of living, capitalist production is ruling and devastation, exhaustion of na tural resources and climate change are extremely urgent matters. We are getting closer to extinction. On a different scale, our way of relating has changed drastically, bodies are suspicious to one another now very differently than they used to be. Decolonizing movements have become stronger and even my father started thinking that the Colon (Columbus) statue that gets up in the middle of Colon square in Madrid should be put in question. Discourses of justice have showed their claws to a wider section of people.
But we’ve lost touch, and with touch a lot more. The average level of oxytocin that bodies secrete is now much lower than it used to be. Oxytocin, they (wikipedia) say, is the “love hormone”, it is released when people snuggle up or bond socially. The decrease of the average production of the love hormo ne has changed our ways of relating and connecting to corporeal experiences.
In 2022 an underground movement experimenting with carnal experiences started to organise works hops and meetings for people to get in touch with own and others’ bodies. It’s a world wide pheno menon that started by the hand of SM practices, it included sexual interaction, but it detached the practices from the stereotypical role play and traditional SM rules. It became popular and there has been a boom of this new physical practices that aim to decode our frozen hearts… Durationlab is launching this month the experimental carnal section.
Five years ago during the second lockdown due to covid 19 I got obsessed with the question: How to disappear.
I was reading everything I could find on the subject and started with the first step: distance yourself from others. An easy task during lockdown. But when I refused to go outside for two years and did not read any newspapers or listen to the radio for fear of anxiety my partner was fed up. He left and took our son with him.
A painful but secret relief. I did not have to witness the moment my beautiful boy got disappointed by the world or scared about the future. He was still celebrating every birthday with relish.

Now it is the 12th of october. In 10 days it will be 10 years ago I became a mother and moved into this apartment.

Did I succeed in my disappearing act? Not really instead of the fantasy I had of living alone on the Scottisch coast I am still at the spot where I made all those plans. Everybody knows where I am but no one is looking. Only step one was a successful one.

What I know about the world comes from what I witness looking out of my window. My downstairs neighbor has died, her house was the last one on the block that was a social renting apartment. They stripped it down in two weeks and from what I heard and saw coming in totally redid it. Then a family with a baby bought it and moved in.
Hopeful just as I was the day I moved in. I listen to their noises. The baby crying in the night pretending it is mine.

I see the fashion changing from looking at people in the street. People dress as if to protect themselves, go into battle. It is like they are wearing uniforms.

My only contact is with the delivery boy.

Ten years ago There was a rupture in my life. I moved and I created another person with that becoming another person myself. A person that five years ago disappeared from the outside world.


I am coming home from the club, four in the morning, raining as usual. I wasn’t dressed up properly for this cold evening and my coughs that started during the performance are still continuing. If it wasn’t for a few sunny days last week, I couldn’t stand this gray October of Amsterdam anymore, I kind of needed them to keep my heart warm. Sunny days of Amsterdam are merging into flashbacks of Tehran, now I am putting on my tiny football shoes, running and running the whole afternoon after the ball, the grass is mowed, I love the smell of the freshly cut grass, in those years we had grass, yes, I know that now you only see them in old movies, but it is true, I have played football all my childhood on the real “grass”, the real one.

But mom was always worried about me when I was coming home late from school. Mom is older now, but she is still worried about me, she calls me every other day to see if I’ve eaten enough, or if I am wearing masks when I do my shows, and I keep telling her that mom, during the show I can’t do it and then she gets upset and complains about my job. And I tell her that she’d be better worried about dad who has opened his car garage five years ago after selling his factory. He couldn’t run it anymore since there was no commission. And now he keeps himself busy and tired by changing tires from time to time. Iran’s economy went to shit long ago, and now people who have cars cannot afford to fix their cars anymore. They bring rice, bread, or oil to my dad instead of money, and even if they had cash, they needed to fill up the trunk of the car with cash. We got rid of the money during the first pandemic.

My sister teaches at a small university outside Tehran, and my brother who couldn’t finish his education now helping my dad in the garage and smoking weed with his friends in the afternoons, he’s only 17, but I guess he fucked more than I ever did up to now. I don’t know, I just feel that way, I haven’t seen him for years now, it was just before the permanent closure of the borders when I tried to fly back to Iran, but since then there are no international flights available anymore.

I got stuck in the Netherlands, I moved to Amsterdam and continued doing my weird dark comedy performances, I am used to getting heckled all the time, but recently the number of visitors has dropped significantly. What’s funny these days, people ask me, what makes you think that people still want to laugh about, I mean half of the world population disappeared in recent years, so many sisters, brothers, mothers, and lovers passed away, they just disappeared, what do you find funny in all these, and I say, but I am alive, you are alive, and we are all trying to survive, and I’m just trying to make a living by making you laugh at your pains, I’m like a painkiller, like a shot of Whisky, a small joint on a boring cloudy day, a kiss on the beach with someone who will dump you the next day, but still, this is just small happiness, no?

You disagree, but in the end, we can’t all cry together, life goes on, with or without us.
It is a Friday afternoon, I am finishing working in my studio and getting ready to go to a gallery opening. It is a space that I am working with, and I am going to meet the artist who has a show there now. I am still living in The Netherlands, but my residency permit is coming to an end this year. Alex and I are deciding where we would like to settle now. We have been working between The Netherlands and England for the last few years, mainly on joint film projects. I have continued my residency in London, hosting one artist per year. We are now looking to establish a residential residency, but we need to decide where this is best suited. We are much more limited due to losing our freedom of movement after Brexit. We also need to decide where will be best to raise a family.

Our families are still living in England and Australia, although our friends are more dispersed than they used to be. Many have moved out of London and settled in more rural areas. The UK is different than it used to be - as a country we have lost many of our European friends, and securing arts funding is even more of a challenge. My dad has struggled with his company after we left the EU. He is approaching 70 but still going strong. I am started to be concerned about how my sister and I will manage his company if and when he retires. We have a labour government again, although Keir Starmer doesn’t do much to change the enduring image of the straight, white, male leader. He is a welcome development to Boris though. After Trump died and Boris resigned following the handling of the pandemic things feel slightly more hopeful.

The pandemic is no longer something that controls our lives. The vaccine was rolled out fairly successfully, although it was driven by wealth. Covid-19 became less aggressive over time and is now relatively similar in severity to the common influenza. It has made us far more conservative about travelling, and I haven’t been on a plane for a while. But we are able to travel with relative freedom compared to the beginning of the decade. Although I didn’t think it was possible, the pandemic did seem to offer a genuine rupture to global society, and we now try to sustain ourselves locally where possible. This has revealed huge disparities between nations who have resources and those who don’t. But the pandemic was a wake up call to our fragility, and perhaps the only thing that made society understand that our individual actions have consequences.
Starting my morning with counting my load weight became my daily ritual;
-800 grams backpack,

-900 grams tent

-120 grams eating pot with led
-And… Oh yes my favorite piece of gear… spork!


The spork is a weird tool. It is neither a spoon nor a fork; instead it is a combination of the both, trying to implicate the two functions within a modified physicality of the utensil. It is a minimal and peaceful tool. With a condensed mass it embraces diversity. I can use it to eat my Ramen and for sipping soup without having to go back and forth between abandoning a fork or a spoon. It is as a displacement between weakness and strength, poverty and wealth. Unlike the knife, spork is a proletarian instrument.
Knife is on the top of hierarchical eating utensil which expertise is mainly to cut, to separate, to slash, to gash and to wound, and create a clear border on everything it exerts force on. The knife is a definite device to create extremities. Knife is a martial weapon.
Now I am walking the Pacific crest trail which is one of the biggest hiking trail in the world. Starting from the Mexican wall to the Canadian borders looks troublesome for a Middle Eastern person in the US, not because of my offical paper. But because it might be too cold at Sierra mountains. Walking from one place to the other, putting a camp here and breaking it up there, are such a remarkable new experince. For the first time in my life, nobody askes me about my passport or where I come from, or whether I am a victim of the war or I am scaping from the new pandamic. Is it what scholars called it the negative freadoom? Or maybe this land is a weird space, it has the quality of the spork - the spork that allows me to either eat the noodles or drink the broth whenever I want.
I have the impression of being an intruder of the land, an extra threat to the plants along the way where I passed by for their innocent existence. I thought the plants hate hikers as we interfere and consume their ecology. In this sense I realise now that I still could not get rid of the ideology of separating apart human and nature, and that I believed human had the power to threaten and destruct nature. I tend to forget easily that we human beings and the nature are the fork and the spoon that make up the Spork.
Here I don’t have to consume
There is no scene of capitalism
No political judgments
No more Covid19 waves
No disturbing advertisements on my Internet page,
No war,
Just a spork,
and everything that the minimal spork resonates.
I wanna stay here because
the maximalists are coming.

In five years, I’ll be 34 and maybe I’ll be having my ongoing crisis; Maybe chopping all my hair; maybe changing the colour of it to Magenta; maybe adopting a dog and naming it Bowie; Maybe buying candles to clean my spirit; Maybe I’ll join a cult; maybe I’ll be a mother; Maybe I’ll be selling original Colombian empanadas in Haagse Markt; Maybe I’ll be changing careers; Maybe deciding to become a politician; Maybe I’ll living on a cottage secluded in a mountain: maybe I’ll open a bar; maybe I’ll divorce; maybe in rehab; maybe living in Korea; maybe eating all the bibim-bap; maybe I’ll be a spicy sauce champion; maybe I’ll be in Mars; maybe I’ll be a Tic-Toc star; maybe I’ll be in 90 day fiancé; Maybe I’ll be married to Trent Reznor from NIN; Maybe I’ll read tarot in beauty parlours; Maybe I’ll paint my room red because of feng-shui; maybe the backstreet boy will do a comeback album; maybe a person I love will die; maybe I’ll be mourning this person for an entire year; or maybe not; maybe my favourite colour wont longer be grey; maybe it will be yellow; Maybe I will be an art professor in a kindergarten; or maybe in high school; or in college; Maybe I won’t be alive; maybe I sold my body to science; Maybe I will do a viral video and become the next Bob Ross; but most definitely: I will be laughing with my mom about 2020.
My mother was my age when she got pregnant with me.
She wore her mother’s wedding dress when she married my father, in a way carrying the spirit of my late grandmother with her. I was in her belly, another symbol of hope, of future, of expectations and love.

When I think of myself now at her age it is concerning to think how our prospects are so different. I have no hopes for a better world and therefore cannot imagine myself carrying another being to this life. How did we end up like this, that giving life is a burden instead of a miracle of nature, an act of love? I ache for my unborn children who will know of no native land to live in, torn between one world of injustice and another of stratification.

My partner is a very hopeful man and tells me it will all be alright. That we could have children and that they would be happy. His positivity towards life gives me hope, and that is what is continuous to me in the future. I trust scientist will carry the heaviest burden of our times and that their allies will try to settle a new way of coexisting in this planet. I have a painful hope for my country that a profound economic and social crisis will lead to profound change and at least the beginning of the end of violence. I hope 2025 will be the year of mobilized citizens, claiming justice and repair. I want my people to look back to the knowledge we once had but had forgotten, I hope the love for our land is still latent in our hearts.


- Settled somewhere for good. Somewhere warm and sunny, with sea.
- My parents are retired but growing their own business.
- With the prospect of forming a family and community.
- Having grown a small community who carry out their missions with passion.
- Continue to be with my partner.
- Tourism continues.
- Climate change rejects tourism in Mexico, numbers go down.
- Fossil fuels are still main source of energy.
- Political views even more polarized. But that forces people to ally with neighbors, citizens.
- Social media begins to be subject of revision.
- Change: unemployment leads to new ways of thinking about how to sustain everyone.
- Land crisis lead to changes in agriculture and farming.
1. What has happened to you?
● I want to live somewhere far away randomly, but probably I live in the same place.
● I’m not very good with competing in the application form. Maybe become a nurse.
2. What has happened in your immediate surroundings?

hahah if I will be in a romantic relationship I would be surprised… I doubt it and I don’t think I can cope with it, and haha whom?
Will I feel more at peace? Maybe I will have done one of those peace-finding retreats
My brother, his children, his family ; I’m happy for them and I hope I’ll be happy with them, close to them
My parents, my friends. Will I be better in keeping contact, maybe I should just put aside more time for that; why doesn’t I do that
I think I ‘ll be more happy, I will work with something concrete