Whatever May Come…

“Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.”
– Voltaire (1694-1778)

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Everything changes. This much any discerning being knows.
And so it is with this blog. What we were attempting was to provide a space for collaboration and dialogue. Our intent was to help cultivate a post-nihilist/post-dogmatic sensibility for coping and creatively engaging the ruinous dynamics of obsolete worldviews and the corresponding decline of civilization upon which they depended.
To be sure, in the five years this website has existed we have gathered much information and even occasionally offered scant reflections on the state of things. So much more could have been done – and so many missed opportunities for dialogue and praxis creation can be noted. But for what purpose? The tide of change and the ongoing collapse of our human security systems is rendering such superficial meditations spectacularly irrelevant.
Meanwhile, the post-nihilist sentiment persists under the thin skin of our social body and it’s cultural veils, and will continue to evolve. So it is in the interest of making room for change and augmenting our approach that Synthetic Zero will soon cease to be – or, rather, this blog will mutate into something else; something slightly nostalgic, but also more honest in its exploration of the terrains of epistemic and ontic possibility inherent to this vast wilderness of being and becoming. What might come of this we cannot foresee or predict. We just hope you enjoy the process.
Welcome back to Archive Fire.

7 responses to “Whatever May Come…

  1. I think You might like my book that hopefully will be done by the end of summer but perhaps somehow I could send you a copy to read and you might give me some feedback on it?

  2. “If anything at all must be adduced against being sick and being weak, it is that man’s really remedial instinct, his fighting instinct wears out. One cannot get rid of anything, one cannot get over anything, one cannot repel anything—everything hurts. Men and things obtrude too closely; experiences strike one too deeply; memory becomes a festering wound. Against all this the sick person has only one great remedy: I call it Russian fatalism, that fatalism without revolt which is exemplified by a Russian soldier who, finding a campaign too strenuous, finally lies down in the snow. No longer to accept anything at all, no longer to take anything, no longer to absorb anything—to cease reacting altogether. This fatalism is not always merely the courage to die; it can also preserve life under the most perilous conditions by reducing the metabolism, slowing it down, as a kind of will to hibernate. Carrying this logic a few steps further, we arrive at the fakir who sleeps for weeks in a grave. Because one would use oneself up too quickly if one reacted in any way, one does not react at all any more: this is the logic. Nothing burns one up faster than the affects of ressentiment. Anger, pathological vulnerability, impotent lust for revenge, thirst for revenge, poison-mixing in any sense—no reaction could be more disadvantageous for the exhausted: such affects involve a rapid consumption of nervous energy, a pathological increase of harmful excretions…” (Ecce Homo)

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