The Other Space: The Epiphany of Truth

The neighbor remains an infinite trouble and hypnotic presence that fundamentally destabilizes me. No images of God does not point towards some diagnostic experience of the divine beyond our reality, a divine which is beyond any image. On the contrary, it designates a kind of ethical, he-coronistic santa. You want to be a religious, okay, forget about God, prove it here in the works of love in the way you relate to your neighbors. Nothing is more focused to elation with the face than contact with the irrational and misstep end of work.