There is no gift of being. There can be no humble submission! No gratitude!
A horrific vision: that’s what’s required. Naked facticity. What there is. In permanent catastrophe …
Where death and destruction reign. Indifferently. Absolutely. When the absence of God is revealed as such.
We have to nihilize the world. Everything. To complete the nihlization of the world.
We have to see apocalypse always. Every day. Because only in that way will we not be fooled. Because only thus will the messianic potential be released
Creation must be turned against itself. There has to be a twistedness. A contorsion. We must not worship the given.
There can be no truce with the world as it is, we know that. The worse it gets, the more nihilized the world gets … the more dread and ruin there is … The more we’re inclined to reject it. The more we can stay with that rejection.
To see the world sink to its lowest level. To its perfect culpability.
The night of the earth, where the glory of revelation is lacking …
A dark flame. A dark whirling. Is that it. Reaching us from the mist.
The Umkehr, who called it that? The reversal?
A turn … that might renew revelation. That might trace it back to … what?
The divine nothingness. Is there such a thing? The nothing of the divine … The nothing of meaning …
These phrases … I don’t know what they mean anymore. I’m too drunk.
And the Organisational Management move is assisting in our nihilization. That’s why we should be thankful.
This is how we rise to our vocation. Or sink to it …
You know what we’re here to say to Organisational Management. You know the message we have to deliver to them: order cannot substitute for meaning. Order is only ever functioning. A well-ordered house is a dangerous thing.
Work in Progress 