Their hatred is unfathomable. That’s what they are: haters. That’s what they do: hate. They want to destroy us, that’s all.
They hate the whole created order. They want to bring chaos to order. Their wrecking ball. They’re jealous of us. Jealous of our life. They envy our life. They want it, our life. They want to seize it for themselves. To inhabit it.
The campus is demonic. You should know that. It was built to serve demonic purposes. Can’t you feel it? The evil? Every part of it is defiance. Is a striking against what is good and beautiful. It’s a deliberate desecration. It’s a magic spell.
And by bringing us here … By subjecting Philosophy to this …
What?
Worse if they don’t hate us. If none of this was on purpose. That Philosophy was just … collateral damage.
Worse if none of this was planned. That Philosophy had no special place in their operation.
They should hate us. The Organisational Management campus should detest us.
Do something! Do something, you fuckers! Nail us up. Crucify us. Make an example of us.
We need pain. We need you to inflict pain. Make it real, this pain. Make it physical. Make it tangible.
Put us in prison, fuckers! Kill us! Take our lives!
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