“The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old world is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a myriad of morbid symptoms appear. Now is the time of abominations.”
The crisis, appearing to be solved, was then replaced by the new, a system mimicking the old. The new could not be born; and thus it mirrored that which was the dying old world. As its hegemonic power consolidated itself above and around us, tormentous images and replicas of a past better forgotten rise and fall, each time shadows more distorted haunting our dreams.
The spectre that once tormented Europe has been reduced to a blurry idea living as a wish in the passionate revolutionary heart. As the ghost saunters aimlessly, the new dismantles itself and becomes a chaotic mass of morbid symptoms that liken themselves to those of the old.
The birth anew is not within our reach. The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old world died, and the new chose to go the same way; and as this cycle repeats, the more distorted versions of this failed mechanism dissolve itself into pure entropy. No more interregnum is to be seen. Now is the time of abominations.