Steel

A steel wall.

What is this?

The Sanctuary. The Organisational Management campus is building down.

So we can’t go any further? Our, like katabasis is blocked?


They’ve built their own coffin, basically. That’s where they’ll die, behind steel walls. Fortified walls. Killed by their underlings …


Postgraduates, gesturing.

There’s another route! See? So we can down further.

Another tunnel.

We’re deeper than the Organisational Managers now. We’re deeper than their sanctuary. We’ve got the dibs on depth. Depth is what we’re about, if nothing else. I mean, we may be dreadful, truncated beings, but we have depths. We may be fuck ups of the worst kind, but we’re buried, right?


The Organisational Management types want a katabasis of their own. They want to descend. They want to go down. What’s an Organisational Management katabasis like? What do they want? What’s their descent?

Their descent is into philosophy – only they don’t know it.