I shall focus primarily upon political issues in this blog. This mode or form of human relations, the political, unnatural as it is, will fate us forth. On our course I resense the hurtling world man has made, his artifices beckoning abstraction to the throne of the mind, unearthing us, unfounding our fundaments, making new pieces and patterns out of the puzzle of our original nature--to what end I mean to tell you.
For the priests have come now, come to reclaim their lost titles and powers unrenounced. They sense it, marrow-keen perceivers of moral climates and weather-shifts in patterns of human will, this new world's hard birthing. The fatal logic of the will to power presses us onward, and, as human power exponentializes for good and for evil, a counterrevolution is at hand, the clerics' last gambit.
For the priests have come now, come to reclaim their lost titles and powers unrenounced. They sense it, marrow-keen perceivers of moral climates and weather-shifts in patterns of human will, this new world's hard birthing. The fatal logic of the will to power presses us onward, and, as human power exponentializes for good and for evil, a counterrevolution is at hand, the clerics' last gambit.
Labels: apocalypse, religion, the fatal logic
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