Our everyday dreams plans about what we’ll do tomorrow or the day after, all based on naive neglect of uncertainty that surrounds future events. We regularly forget that all our actions are undeniably rooted only in the present. People can’t act in the past or the future… The only thing we can do is live happily now, isn’t it?

– If this isn’t romantic, I really don’t know what is – we are told by the director of Grand Hotel at Lake Bled in Slovenia, as she opens the balcony door to reveal the view of the castle. The evening has only just settled, with calm lake shimmering, reflecting both the streetlights and the moon. Calm and heavenly. Even I who oppose induced labor and forced yucky romance, even I had my heart miss a beat, losing my breath.

If we’re going to get married, then let’s do it here. Come and see for yourself – I write to Vikram. I know he’s shooting a movie somewhere in Turkey, the idea being that at some point I should join him so that we can drive down the Turkish coast all summer long. We like chasing each other around the globe like this, not constantly being together. We both have our own worlds, and then those two worlds rejoice when they are together. I came to Bled by myself, with a bunch of journalists, so that I can put some distance between myself and the book I just finished writing. The writing itself never stops, it just ends in interesting places.

– When will I finally be able to read the ending? – he asked me.

– She lived happily ever after, there, now you know how it ends – as if endings I write were secret. I always have a happy ending. In the beginning and in the end.

– How about we marry you off, to me of all people?

– You are such a comedian.

– No, I am serious. We don’t have to be together all the time, but we could sign that paper and have a party. It’s you I’ve been waiting for all this time.

– That’s great in theory, but the practice has shown things to be different. You know what bothers me about marriage? I look at people around me, everyone is like so cool, they don’t want to repeat their parents’ pattern, nor societal conditioning, but the moment that stupid contract is signed – hop, you enter a wonderfully formal world of rules, rules, rules. A world where you are constantly conditioned by things that need to be done. The right thing to do. I just can’t do that, I’m not capable of that. And, I don’t find it attractive or fun at all.

Everyone has their own little wives and kids, but I don’t find that kind of life exciting. Everyone keeps doing that, my fellow artists too, regardless of the fact that no one feels good in all of it. Everything is a formality, without essence. Or children are the essence, and then everything is about children. You get this wonderful gift from above, and you start with the conditioning, control and programming a new replicant with all your frustrations. Or you are so afraid of repeating the same mistakes everyone else is making that you end up doing the same thing. Once you pop, you can’t stop.

– You think I’m going to become your little wife? Or you that you will turn into one? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but you’ve started to speak from a male angle – He never let us go once he has his mind set on something. Serves me right for always choosing a director. In one interview, brother of Marina Abramovich, and a professor at Film Academy in Belgrade said: “Film is, first and foremost, the art of the time. So is directing. What does a director do? In essence, he is manipulating time, in editing, during shooting… Camera angles are directly related to the temporal characteristics of our brain. Our whole visual civilization, which started with film in 1895 is, in fact, a civilization that deals with characteristics of time. Although we don’t really know what time is. Natural sciences haven’t yet explained this, neither have philosophy or religion.”

– If we should get married, then everything will go in that direction, by itself – I said then, just before the Universe sent me to Bled, where the trip organizer told me about how she and her husband got married there. Indeed, energy flows in the direction of my attention – and all I could see were suggestions of romantic weddings. It’s clear to me that the majority of the planet is exhilarated by this kind of thing, but I get the chills. But everything has synchronized and is flowing easily, so maybe I should let go.

– Let’s do it. We have more than one option. The castle is truly enchanting, but there is a sweet little church on an island and you need to get there by a barge. I’ve followed the signs. There, as if by accident, lies flower of life as some kind of logo. This is the place. The only problem is that you will have to carry me for about 100 steps… and that I can’t promise anything.

– Hahahaha, it’s a genuine stairway to heaven!

– But please, no guests, no wedding photos, no change in relationship status, or changing surnames… Just the two of us, and this beautiful Bled.

– You’re going to write about it anyway. I know you that much.

– Yes, however, that’s fiction, a play with Time. You can’t really tell what’s real and what’s not. Art is more than reality. It’s a constant present time.

“According to many, we are now living at the end of time. Mayan prophecies claim that the end of time as we know it has already happened in December of 2012. American philosopher Terrence McKenna, founder of the theory of novelty according to which time is speeding up and is of cycling character, he says that the Mayas were right and that we are slowly entering a state of singularity. State of singularity can be explained as simultaneous existence in points of space and time.”

And they lived happily ever after, and they live happily now as well.
Everywhere.