/lit/ - Literature

>>12451882
the positive, the affirmative, the thing that Likes Liking and Desires Desiring is the kinds of stuff all originally unearthed by Nietzsche, and where Deleuze introduces Dionysus to Spinoza and Bergson. no doubt if Marx was there he would have stared at the Deleuzian edifice in horror and fascination also - especially if Deleuze said, and the by way, we're also continuing your work. it is all the stuff that lives in you, Lacan knew, and which was always trying to get out, to speak itself, like an awesome schizoid monstrosity that rattles off iterations or versions of the Phenomenology of Spirit. it was only ever imperfectly formed for Heidegger, and Land gives it his own spin.

what we lack is anything today like the means, or the capacity, to recognize all of this fabulous creation without touching it. maybe there is no reason not to touch it. but the affirmative, the positive, the joy in living - well, Schopenhauer just thought it was all so much of the blind craving of the will, and homo homini lupus est. this is, in a sense, what capitalism doesn't necessarily have to produce, but cannot prevent itself from rendering. the only real eschaton to be immanentized may not be, in other words, anything like a gnostic event horizon for politics. it might just be in you. Kefka has, in his own horrible way, at least one approach to it: catastrophic squandering, apocalyptic destruction, and jokes. a lot of other sensibilities are only trying to catch up to his level. but that's where we are today, still running experiments on the jesters, and looking for the ultimate serum, and thinking that it won't come back to bite us in the ass.

Kant, Hegel, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Marx, Heidegger, Freud, Lacan, Deleuze and Land - that is an insane story. that Land even tries to bring the story back, in his own way, to Koenigsburg all over again doesn't strike me as being remotely odd. nor does the narrative presented as such indicate anything like a linear or continual narrative - those figures, to which many more could be added, paint a profoundly mutagenic portrait of the Will, which still remains a mystery - unless we want to say that its meaning lies in capitalism as a perpetually insufficiently-schizophrenic case of schizophrenia. in trying to repurpose capital for moral ends, Woke Capital - or Gillette's - falls into a kind of a trap, but the worst part about it is that it isn't even as interesting a trap as it might fall into. it's the dumbest possible trap, a trap that will in the end actually feel like a victory.

there hasn't been a decent *substitute* for Christianity in the West for more than two centuries.