ENDLESS
NEGATIVE THEOLOGY
the
human experience, toilsome apophatic theology;
god
is not...
god is not...
god is not...
ad
infinitum.
we
are lost in everything
that
is transcendental reality;
we
carve an idol out of it, and we call it god,
and
salvation is where our passions point,
into
the badlands, where all thesean threads vanish in the dark.
we
are self-affirming creatures, weak with natural instinct
and
infused with all the calibers of the animal:
given
these circumstances
we
like to think of ourselves as in control,
and
we aspire the mythical dominance hierarchy, but
we
do not exactly choose our passions, do we? ---
thus
god is not subject to our canes' beating;
god
is no dog cowering and cringing as we scream at it;
we
are no masters in the house of worship,
but
humble, lost kittens at best:
often
it seems, passions even choose us,
and
we do not even understand when and why it happens:
given
their numinous power of influence,
one
drops to ones' knees, and we worship them; they are all so important;
they
direct you, and you follow them like the fish for bait ---
for
what else could one do?
not
worshipping your passions is the same thing
as
turning your back against god, the hidden one,
and
I do not even know if that is possible, or if it becomes
a
contradiction of fundamental terms.
the
anti-theists swing about
the
intellect as a sword,
and
like children
they
dismiss what they do not understand,
they
stress the believer into believing in not to
believe,
a
model of pedagogy failing with the every second it is utilized---
belief
always precedes the acceptance of fact ---
before
you can conceive the algorithm, you need to believe its numbers;
before
you can feel god, you need to believe its transcendence;
the
belief in transcendence is to religion
what
the belief in numbers is to mathematics...
god
is not just what we cherish the most
--- a common misconception ---
god
is not merely what you like to do, or what you dream of;
god
is uncomfortable truth; intrusive truth; offensive truth;
if
you want to be safe --- do not walk the path of the religious:
god
has no person; no ego; no will;
to
believe in any of it
is
to hold, quite frankly, a retarded conception of the divine ---
that
is what I choose to believe
(i
can not know for sure but I exercise faith);
god
does not --- can not, in paradox --- care about your human
problems
and
god is not to be conversed with;
rather
---
god
is everything we do not know about the world;
the
never-ending apophatic existentialism:
god
is the physically unattainable; the incomprehensible;
the
noumenon-dimension and all the knowable and unknowable unknown:
god
is what the palamites
sought in prayer
and
what scared the shit out of barlaam of seminara;
laugh
it away with mockery all you want ---
surely
the tactic of a mole rat, fitting of you:
but
remember this --- we are not
talking
about some silly man on the clouds here,
but
we talk of your future and your past; your essential identity;
your
potential for happiness and your deepest shames and secrets;
the
fundamental constituents of your personal life experience,
and
your never-emptying potential of rape; murder; extinction...
but
god is so much more than the dumping-site of your deep-psyche
garbage;
it
is transcendence; ecstasy; numinosity; magic;
it
is love; murder; passion and mysticism;
god
is ugliness; the absurd; the angst and the alienation
and
whatever else captures your attention --- that is god.
god
is the via negativa of everyday life;
god
is god of the gaps,
as
far as i am concerned, that is the very definition of it all ---
the
endless negative theology;
kierkegaard was
right ---
the essence of god
is the unprovability
of god.
that is the
fucking point, duh.
this
poem consists of half zolpidem
and
half language.
Inga kommentarer:
Skicka en kommentar