/lit/ - Literature

>>14795444
Not sure if he means it in this sense, but if we follow Heidegger's "Language is the house of being" then our own situation is that of the workshop, hospice, or research institute. There is no way to care for these places as we do our own house. The language formed of our being is disrupted by the racket of machinery, the dull regrets of deathbeds, and the aseptic character of disassembling biological lifeforms into linear representations of time. You need only think of the inhuman quality which dominates all of these places: white plasterboard covering monstrous skeletons of steel. Kantian ethics become a certainty through the pill and a language that is one with the void.

He is wrong though, because it was precisely the technical characteristics which created the humanities and allowed it to extract the greatest wealth of knowledge in the history of man. Just note the manner of his critique, he cannot escape the enframing of technical rationalism: cutting insight stripped down into certainty and point-forms which are easily disposed of.

The other side of this is the monstrous power we wield through technical knowledge. It is in a strange way too religious, too meaningful, and our obsession with nihilism is merely an incapacity to reconcile our language with such overwhelming forces. The house in the midst of a warzone.

>>13315561
Our own ideas reflect this, what survives where 'only men endure'? And how much longer can one hold out against metaphysical Livens Projectors? Saturation ensures that all defensible territory brings an end to places where only men endure, and the technical advantages of rudimentary technology allow the vast humanist machine to abandon all remaining human qualities. At its end, the Leviathan drowns us in the muck so that we might replace the subterranean combustion, and at its climax the technical takes on the appearance of the black oil that made our triumph over death possible in the first place.

We have never been further from the human, and yet this is precisely who we are. The human, at least in its Western conception, has always existed tentatively, on the precipice of total dominion and formlessness. And perhaps only now, at the very end, are we capable of understanding that the humanist world once seemed so close to grasping everything. From this perspective it appears that the traditional element, more than anyone else, lost sight of the eternal human laws.

Nothing technical survives human necessity. And so we see that the traditionalist conception of technology ensures that it becomes nothing more than an explosive powder, the lead-then-uranium-weighted projectile, the depleted-soul which gives the subterranean Leviathan its formative qualities allowing it to span the earth as colossal reconstructions of the Behemoth and Talos - only to dig itself further back into the ground.