Stupidity

Perhaps you should only think where you are the most stupid, for only there are the most interesting problems going to lie for you. 'Interesting', because you don't know the answer to them. Of course your stupidity is a very personal matter. One person's stupidity can be an embarrassment for another, but for them it might be their hidden strength. 'Why are you being so stupid,' they might irritatingly remark, 'can you not see the answer to the question?' But your relation to your own stupidity is a far different affair. It is not enough that you are stupid, as seen from the position of the other, you have to feel your own stupidity. This means that you know there is something missing in your response. My stupidity lies with entirely within the word 'God'. I do not understand why people believe in God, but at the same time, my absence of belief seems entirely stupid to me. I don't have the insouciance of those who quite happily call themselves atheists. I don't know what it means. I have more time for those who think the entire discussion is useless, that you shouldn't talk about God at all, whether you believe in Him or not, than those who either assert his existence or don't. For example, when Jean Luc Marion defends himself in his preface to the English translation of God without Being against the theologians that he didn't mean that God did not exist and that He certainly does, I find his ability to simply pronounce that God exists entirely baffling (I know his book explains why he can say that, but it doesn't help me). At the same time, militant atheists like Dawkins and his ilk, are entirely laughable. They haven't even read Kant or Nietzsche. It's as though we have been transported in a time machine to the 17th C, and yet the proclaim themselves to the most up to date, the most modern, knights of reason against the oncoming hoards of irrational believers, be they Christian, Muslim or whatever.

The History of God

You imagine writing a history of God. Not a history of religion, nor even a mythical person (if you can speak like that), but of a philosophical concept. You see this history as the story of a disappearance. The more philosophical, the more rational, the concept of God becomes, the more God actually vanishes to become finally nothing more than a thin vapour and then nothing. The truth of the philosophical concept of God is atheism. You think then that Nietzsche's famous 'Death of God' is not outside this history but its proper culmination. And yet, after all this, when this history comes to an end, something remains. It is this remainder that interests you. Nonetheless, it still seems absurd that anyone would write about this now. What possible reason would there be to write a philosophy of religion today? Your only reply is that it is in the face of the question of God that you feel the most stupid and inadequate. Your own atheism is a paltry thing in comparison.

The Infinite and the Indefinite

You need to distinguish between the indefinite and the infinite. The indefinite is the bad infinite. It is the infinite of capitalism, the endless repetition of the present. What is the other infinite? It is the infinite as the emptying of the future into the present, the explosion of time. As though water would flow back into a pouring vessel until it bursts.

In the indefinite, the future is merely what persists. It is the endless repetition of the present without change or difference. The infinite future, on the other hand, is the creative power of the present. The present as a productive ontological power; the new, as opposed to the endless repetition of the same.

You need to distinguish between fate and redemption. Fate is synonymous with cynicism. Dead time and cynicism belong together. Time is at the heart of all moods. The time of cynicism is the endless repetition of the present. What will happen has already happened and will happen again. This is why it is fatalistic. Why bother with anything since it has already happened. The difference between fate and redemption is both one of time and moods. The time of redemption is one of the future to come, as opposed to the endless dead repetition of the present, and its mood is one of hope, rather than cynicism.