Ad Nauseam

At the beginning, localized meteorological or biological alerts made the headlines: increasingly violent earthquakes, unpredictable hurricanes, proliferation of viruses and revival of old bacterial strains that had become insensitive to the usual treatments. Isolated phenomena that did not seem to have any relation between them. Climate change, the disappearance of thousands of species and widespread pollution had long been part of our daily lives.

A necessary evil, a noble sacrifice on the altar of progress. One more equation that would be solved one day or another. But Man saw nothing, heard nothing, blinded by his vanity, sure of his strength. He continued to ignore the warnings of an exsanguinated planet, plundered of its resources, exhausted, soiled, betrayed... Emboldened by his status of universal conqueror, strong of a supremacy consecrated by cults to his glory, he remained attentive in front of the evidence while the divorce was consummated between the "Time" of our preoccupations and the real one of the Universe.

Where did this endless quest for hegemony lead? In the last hours of the XXth century, after hundreds of years of unshared domination, of sometimes uncontrolled technological advances, the future seemed above all to be a frantic race towards destruction. The subtle profane alchemy, the essential basis of natural equilibrium, was irreversibly disrupted. From then on, a return to the past became impossible.

Some assume that we have revived a telluric consciousness from the depths. An ancient and complex structure whose forgotten cogs have been set in motion, through our fault. Computer scientists would speak of a kind of backup program. Doctors might call it a vaccine. We were the disease. The cause. The torment.