We are living in times that have been called a profitable apocalypse (Anon 2023). A mundane, comforting sense of the future that has always been here before has suddenly disappeared. Life feels like a protracted now accompanied with a sense of an ending.

Growing up in Athens, Greece I remember vividly the fascination my high school classmates and I shared about “the Bermuda Triangle.” In hushed tones we spoke about this mysterious remote region where ships and airplanes—if they made the grave error of wandering into or over it—would disappear.