The End is Night

... a universe with no fixed beginning and more ends forever nigh.

"It’s vogueish now to point to a moment in time and say “Look! This is now!” People say we’re undergoing a new Enlightenment or Reformation, that neoliberal rot is just like late Soviet dry saltine cracker-realness but Twitter is the Crusades or the salons of the Belle Époque, and what will be our Franz Ferdinand moment because, you know, we’re a pinhead away from a catastrophic epoch-defining crisis.  And all of this is true and none of it. Everyone waging their pretty vision of when we’re living through and missing it entirely..."

 

– This text appears in Spike Art Quarterly #57. You can buy it in our online shop –