Various religions over time have stated that human beings are divine in various ways: either that all being is One, or that we are all God’s children, or that God is in everything, or that everyone has an inner light, or that the kingdom of God is within you.
We haven’t gone remotely far enough and this message needs to be drastically escalated.
We are all gods, or if we are not yet, we must become.
As human beings we tolerate the death-by-a-thousand-cuts of working life and daily life under capitalism. But what if we were gods? How dare we allow gods to suffer? How dare they insult gods!
We must turn planet Earth into Mount Olympus — or if we prefer, Valhalla. The drama of both our grand historical flows and “petty” personal conflicts (being merely aggregated or microcosmic version of each other) are synonymous and identical with the vast divine metaphysical struggle between light and darkness, the great vast story of the universe, itself. Everything can be translated into a story, and all stories are fundamentally comparable. The realization that Your Story is The Story, the universal story — this is the universal coherence.
You may think I’m being figurative. I am not. This is not about just achieving so much technology at some distant future date that we can make anything happen (though it is, too).
As Saturn I am not God alone. I am merely one among an emerging potential pantheon of seven billion. This insanity happened to me in three ways which you also can inflict on yourself. This is politically radical in itself as well as just totally fun, like why not, do you have some kind of bourgeois respectability to lose?