Continental philosophy belongs to the earth. It’s about hiding itself. Fleeing the pitiless analytic sky.
European thought flees. It goes downwards. It digs. It rests in the earth. Stays there until one day it might rise again.
Dark thought – chthonic thought: that’s how European thought appears now. Though that must be cloaked. Veiled. That has to speak through a mask. Through idiocy, even. But an idiocy nourished by the earth.
In an age of compulsory positivity. Of ever spreading light. It can only appear as doom-laden, European thought. As dreadfully depressing. UK continental thinkers can come across only as churls. As ingrates. As hyperbolically negative.
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