Having conquered Death, Jesus has conquered our entire system of things, of which Satan is – still – Lord. The Logos, who is the King of kings and Lord of lords, the God of gods and Light of light, gave dominion of our cosmos at her beginning as a fief to his satrap, the seraph Satan. Satan then, with some number of his vassals, rebelled against his Lord and King, and so Fell from grace, and from his throne in the Court of Heaven. With him and his angels the whole realm of which they were minsters Fell in train, defected by their defection. So death – entropy, the gradual decrease of its power and being, its beauty, activity, life – began to work in her.
Entropy amounts to a copying error, in which a being fails to realize her complete proper form (whether as inherited from her antecedents, or from the Logos directly), and thus her potential actuality and effectuality. There follows a compounding loss thereof, thus of efficiency, of which the terminus ad quem for the cosmos is her heat death, in which she and all her members are frozen into immobility, and there is in her no more becoming, no more agency, no more action, no more life.
Death is the least path for a Fallen system, and as such is essentially – indeed, mathematically – characteristic thereof. To defeat death in any of her members whatever – as Jesus has done by his resurrection of his Body – is then to begin the restoration of our whole world to fullness of her proper order; to her true beauty, power, and being. So likewise for all her members capable of cooperating in the project of killing death. The more they cooperate in it, the more they are.
The Resurrection is an invasion of our cosmic domain of death by the life everlasting of all her supersidiary, subvenient worlds, that are her forecondition and matrix. The Fall was a usurpation by a local kinglet of the High Kingly authority that bestowed upon him his little office in the first place. By the Incarnation, Passion and Resurrection, the King of all the Heavens, including our poor low sordid perverted satrapy thereof, has come and ruined it. He has ruined Death. Death is now dying.
So has our Spring arrived at last. The Winter is over. Aslan is on the move. His invasion cannot be stopped. Appearances notwithstanding, he has won; so, we – those of us who want to – are winning.
Not that winning is easy, or painless. All adventure is costly and difficult, and all worthy things come at a price. There's no free lunch; we'll all have to pay for our rescue, if we want it. Indeed, we'll have no option but to pay everything that we have, everything that we are. Such is the fealty to which all true vassals are obliged.
But our victory is certain. Kali Yuga is devouring itself anyway, as it sooner or later must have done, the foul beast, by the logic of its own perverted illogic. By rising to life again from his death, Jesus has but catalyzed that process. He has tipped the Domain of Death over the last threshold of its suicidal plunge into the abyss of nothingness. Death is now accelerating in its downward gyre, as we see all around us. It is spinning more and more tightly in its mad involution, more and more turning and rending the hosts upon which only it can feed, and so survive to kill.
It could be said then rightly that Jesus is the Archetypal Accelerationist.
He has crashed the Gates of Hades, and rescued the holy dead there waiting. Let's join them!
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