On the Infinite Finitude

Man, in defining this superfluous being as just, benevolent, and wise, projects his own objectionable finite characteristics unto this supposedly infinite being; and thus doing so kills the supposed essence of its infinity (while attributing it an essence of singular proportions). Regressing into a preacher of a concept that has killed itself (even the dadaists could not have succeeded so powerfully). But in striving to maintain this divinity, man extracts all his essence onto the other-worldly, thus magnifying the sickness in man that these preachers inform us of. This cycle is reproached ad infidium as longing expresses the height of a dynamic tension. One can not claim to know the infinite. If one attempts to do so one only masks that one is projecting themselves, their ideology, their epistemic, into the infinite as if to imperialize it. Behold these preachers, drink fast from this chalice for it shall feed your sickness of humanity and current worldly phenomena.