Are We Not Masters in Our Own Houses?

For young, the world of god's just collapsed within, back into the imagination. And it was into the imagination that we had to go again to discover what we had lost. That's akin, in some sense, i suppose, to rescuing your father from the belly of the whale. A very brilliant, brilliant tour of intellectual tour to force to manage that supposition,. especially backwe aback when he did it. We build up above nature, something that's more than nature but still beholden to it.