Chronicles From The Future: The amazing story of Paul Amadeus Dienach

Huge streams of people, endless crowds with the same cheerful expression on their faces that every time makes me wonder if they have been given a gift or something. Frightened and bewildered by the crowd, I grabbed Stefan by the shirt to prevent him from taking me through the main road. Truth be told, I was completely at sea; my heart was beating like that of a frightened baby bird. Thankfully, Stefan once again proved extremely patient with me and let me look upon it from a distance.

In the crowd there were many young people with the badges of their universities sewn on their clothes. As time passed, I started to become more daring and joined them, getting the chance to observe them up close for the first time. What would it be like if I actually were Andreas Northam? These people might be in my circle… I was indescribably excited by this thought!

The very young, those in their early twenties, weren’t yet characterised by the comfort in manners and kind naivety of the rest, which will become a habit to them too after a few years. They seemed as if still dizzy from the recent fulfilment of their “duty” and the early acquisition of the “Cives

rights”. It was as if their facial expressions were kept in place by a restrained pride that would soon give its place to the pure joy that comes at the age of twenty-three to twenty-five.

You could see them standing somewhat stiff and awkward in groups of two or three, not able to see beyond their noses, dressed in their university uniforms for the first time, with a serious look, unsuitable for their age, talking about their chosen fields of study or about the new professor—who, as Stefan learnt, was a very famous expert coming from the other side of the ocean to teach a summer course. And as expected, they were paying for their choice to isolate themselves with the indifference shown to them by the girls that passed them by.

The majority of the adults were in the company of others or with their companion. You saw all kinds of races: Tyrolean, Tuscan, Spanish women strolling gracefully down the street, wearing either the skulderbind or the skaerf

of the North, and African women, whose complexion was fair, however, because, as I was informed, the entire black Continent was now inhabited almost exclusively by whites who originated from Latin America and settled in Africa centuries ago (as a result of the nuclear wars that took place circa 2309 AD and the recolonisation that followed in the years after that). You saw children from Cyprus and Malta staring in astonishment at the polar excursion advertisements on the big, self-luminous billboards. All of them had a purity and kindness, qualities that were difficult to find at these ages in our time. This is something that, in my view, is definitely connected to the existence of the “Source” that is now common knowledge among all people.

I was told that all of them have been taught history and are aware of all the different beliefs on the theme of love that prevailed in society in the past. They have heard about the sexual freedom that started from an early age and the materialistic upbringing of young children and they considered our time as “the dark ages”. They believe that everything that happened back then in matters of sexual morality is not suited to the morality of their times. They were surprised by how primitive this era had to be to degrade love and intimacy so much by reducing it only to its animalistic side and portraying it as a merely sexual instinct. They feel that the value of relationships had been disgraced and that they had reached a very low level. They don’t agree with the “scientific sexuality” of our times as they consider it superficial and deprived of the precious emotions of love and pain that a relationship with another person has to offer.

I think that these people wouldn’t last a second in our world; they wouldn’t have enough air to breathe. They’re much more emotional and sensitive than us and face life with more admiration and more hope. They wait for the years to come with joy and immense faith. And mainly because of that, the intense eroticism of our time, materialistic pleasures like group sexual encounters and the sexual delirium of our ancestors in general, would be unbearable for them. They believe in “living life as a dream”, and our lifestyle would most certainly spoil that dream.