Faith Zone.
An anti-temple. Consecrated to nothing.
Is God so absent that he’s present?
It’s not some apophantic thing.
Faith Zone.
This is their making room for thousands of years of religion.
They think they can just thrown us a sop. That they can give us this and that we would be happy.
As if our spiritual needs were needs like any other.
This is a matter of eternal life – and what do they give us?
The Faith Zone. This … tawdriness is their greatest insult. And their greatest weakness. They underestimate us, right? They underestimate the power of the living God.
Faith Zone. This is their greatest mockery. Their greatest sin.
This is their imitation of the Temple of God. This is their fucking version of the True fucking Church.
They think they can just throw us a sop. That they can give us this and that we’d be happy.
This tawdriness. The greatest insult. And their greatest weakness. They underestimate us, right? They underestimate the power of the living God.
The worst hubris. That they think they know what we need. How we should live. These bastards. They think they can just take over the spiritual world. They think that the world is theirs – and so are we. They think the world was given to them.
Faith Zone: they don’t know what they opened, when they opened the void. They didn’t know that it wasn’t theirs – that it couldn’t be organised or managed.
What the void shows: perfect nihilism. Total disenchantment. The completed fall of the world.
Faith Zone: this is where Organisational Management reveals itself as what it is. It’s all here, no longer hidden.
Faith Zone.
This is the void heart. This is the true nihilism.
The heart of the new corporatism. The heart of Organisational Management functionalism.
Faith Zone. Faithlessness one. The heart of their darkness.
This is what they pray for – without actually praying.
Faith Zone. Death of God Zone – is that it?
The dying of God, more like. The endless dying.
It’s the Deep. The Sea. It’s Noah’s flood, all over again.
Bubbling. Boiling. Festering, in some way. Throbbing …
Is it sentient?
Work in Progress 