"How can it be love, if all it does is make you lonely and corrupt?"
L U T H E R /// Season One
“From the sun I learned this: when he goes down, he pours gold into the sea out of inexhaustible riches, so that even the poorest fisherman still rows with golden oars.”
—F. Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra: Part Three, “On Old and New Tablets,” §3 (edited excerpt).
Melancholia is the brutal disaffection that characterizes our saturated systems. Once the hope of balancing good and evil, true and false, indeed of confronting some values of the same order, once the more general hope of a relation of forces and a stake has vanished. Everywhere, always, the system is too strong: hegemonic.
Against this hegemony of the system, one can exalt the ruses of desire, practice revolutionary micrology of the quotidian, exalt the molecular drift or even defend cooking. This does not resolve the imperious necessity of checking the system in broad daylight.” —
Jean Baudrillard, “On Nihilism”
Throwing it to Foucault and Deleuze.