and there is no driver at the wheel …
Only because the sun is on fire are we alive. Life itself is but a complex flame.
One must still have chaos in oneself to give birth to a dancing star says Nietzsche’s Neo-Zarathustra.
The end of complexity is heat death and both are equality. But there are still flames in our world and – far more than there being potential revolution in the future – change remains the passionate norm.
The sky is on fire, and there is no driver at the wheel. There is no destination or telos. But in our world being is characterized by becoming. Becoming does not drive the world. They are one and the same.
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