FFor humans, the sea was always both at the same time: a place of horror and a place of longing – although longing prevailed for a long time. That’s why he still spends his holidays by the sea. When he looks out, he hardly looks melancholy into the distance or unconsciously back into the amniotic fluid of life. He sees a dystopian water that rushes into his conscience, the hostile nature par excellence, and he is also to blame for it. The view of the horizon blocked by wind turbines is enough to understand the unsolvable dilemma in which humanity finds itself on the seas maneuvered.