The universe is not real nor solid nor stable nor necessary. It is contingent. It is probabilistic. All events transpire fundamentally as accidents. Even the great operations of power, the world forming shifts of capital, the extinctions of otherness and the emergence of a global one, hide within their vast power and opacity this sense of accident. Hence they are vulnerable. Hence all power devised or manipulated by intelligence is fundamentally defensive in nature. Only intelligence, hiding within the coils of power and vanity, dreams of necessity, immortality, domination. The greatest release, the greatest happiness, can be found in the full perception of our accidental course: that we have discovered no truth, that all in all we were gift more than necessity.
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