When the Salvation also grows

Attempt at the necessary

The need

When is it need? When is the neces­sa­ry nee­ded? Need is when we lack what we requi­re; when what we need does not come. And it is neces­sa­ry to satis­fy our needs – other­wi­se they beco­me coer­ci­on, rob­bing us of our free­dom. The­r­e­fo­re, anyo­ne who suf­fers from a lack of what they requi­re is in need. The exis­tence of tho­se who lack what they need is meag­re. They have only the hope that their need could still be tur­ned around. They have only the hope of the neces­sa­ry rescue.

The time in which we live suf­fers hard­ship. It is a meag­re time, to quo­te a line from the poet Fried­rich Höl­der­lin. Its hard­ship is all the grea­ter becau­se we hard­ly suspect it. It is unfelt and unna­med becau­se we do not know what we need – becau­se the need pro­li­fe­ra­tes hid­den and becau­se we no lon­ger feel the lack. We are accus­to­med to it becau­se it has been with us for so long; so long that we no lon­ger per­cei­ve what we lack and what is neces­sa­ry for us as human beings, inde­ed, a rescue.

What need per­me­a­tes our living in the world of the pre­sent? Super­fi­ci­al­ly, it is the cen­tu­ry’s mani­fold dan­gers, abo­ve all cli­ma­te chan­ge and the des­truc­tion of the natu­ral envi­ron­ment, not to men­ti­on the impon­der­a­bles of digi­tal chan­ge and the insta­bi­li­ty of a glo­bal eco­no­my that dis­tri­bu­tes its pro­fits high­ly uneven­ly. The aggres­si­on of the super­power in the Far East and the growth of mili­tant reli­gious fun­da­men­ta­lism are also threa­tening. Howe­ver, the­se dan­gers them­sel­ves are not the real cri­sis that is swee­ping through our world. The real cri­sis is our ina­bi­li­ty to deal with the dan­gers of this cen­tu­ry in an appro­pria­te way. We eit­her igno­re them or fix­a­te on them com­ple­te­ly – so much so that the real cri­sis remains hid­den; so much so that it dis­ap­pears behind a blind spot in the coll­ec­ti­ve trance. This real cri­sis is a cri­sis of thinking.

We fail to con­sider thin­king. Yet the way we think is extre­me­ly ques­tionable. Our way of thin­king tempts us to sett­le com­for­ta­b­ly and cosi­ly into the meagre­ness of the pre­sent. In doing so, we fol­low the human image of a psy­cho­lo­gy that explains to us that we are beings of nee­di­ness who draw their life ener­gy from con­stant­ly stri­ving to satis­fy all pos­si­ble needs. That is why we have crea­ted the gre­at, glo­bal machi­ne of eco­no­mics, which relia­bly pro­du­ces all the goods, mer­chan­di­se or ser­vices that we need. Wit­hout rea­li­sing it, we are trans­for­med by the machi­ne and the thin­king that under­lies it: It turns us into con­su­mers, need-satis­fiers or users, who­se ‘mea­ning of life’ is redu­ced to mind­less­ly and call­ous­ly con­sum­ing the resour­ces of this world.

The real need is the lack of thought. It forces us to assi­mi­la­te to the machi­ne. But the more we obey this com­pul­si­on, the more we distance our­sel­ves from what the need could still turn: from the neces­sa­ry. What is the neces­sa­ry? It is not the need. It is not some­thing we need. Rather, it is what our need. It is that which awa­kens in us all that which we do not need, but which makes us human wit­hout need: that which makes us flou­rish, that which ful­fils us with mea­ning, that which makes us affirm life and the world. It is that which inspi­res and ani­ma­tes us – pre­cis­e­ly becau­se we do not need or con­su­me it. But what do we call this neces­si­ty that is hid­den behind the blind spot of our thought pat­terns? Sin­ce it reve­als its­elf through its effec­ti­ve­ness, and this effec­ti­ve­ness is not­hing other than enthu­si­asm, we call it spi­rit.

The need of the time is its lack of spi­rit. Only very few are awa­re of this need. Sin­ce we only con­sider valuable what satis­fies our needs, the mind usual­ly remains uncon­side­red. That is why thought­less­ness pre­vails. That is why we con­tent our­sel­ves with eking out our time as con­su­mers. That is why we do not suf­fer hard­ship from the lack of enthu­si­asm. That is why we resem­ble the frog in its pot, which gets used to the rising tem­pe­ra­tu­re of the water until, wit­hout rea­li­sing it, it is coo­ked. Our gar­den pot is the ever-expan­ding machi­ne of the glo­bal eco­no­my. And the water that is kil­ling us is the mind­set that is powerful in it: it denies the rea­li­ty of the mind, replaces enthu­si­asm with func­tion­a­li­ty and redu­ces huma­ni­ty to func­tio­ning as a con­su­mer. The fact that we no lon­ger con­sider this is alar­ming. The fact that we have wea­ned our­sel­ves off thin­king and beco­me accus­to­med to the absence of the spi­rit is the plight of the present.

But let’s take a moment to rea­li­se what is hap­pe­ning in the world: how dis­he­ar­ten­ed and unin­spi­red we are in the Covid pan­de­mic, how litt­le we con­sider this cri­sis an oppor­tu­ni­ty, how trap­ped we are in con­ven­tio­nal lines of thought even when they lead us to a dead end. If only we could just rea­li­se for once, we would see that we are com­ple­te­ly bewil­de­red and feel aban­do­ned by all good spirits.

Ear­lier gene­ra­ti­ons cal­led their good spi­rits gods. In view of this, we now suspect why Nova­lis was able to say in an essay from 1797: ‘Whe­re the­re are no gods, ghosts prevail.’

The ghosts

Our habits are haun­ted by ghosts. The more accus­to­med we are to them, the more we dis­ac­cus­tom our­sel­ves from the spi­rit. The more they indul­ge us with what we belie­ve we need, the more we beco­me blind to what could ful­fil us. The more we get used to them, the more power we give them. The ghost­ly reign is the adver­si­ty of the pre­sent, which is all the grea­ter becau­se we are una­wa­re of it.

Who are the ghosts that live in our heads? Their names sound harm­less: Wan­ting, Kno­wing, Doing, Using. The oldest and most powerful of the­se demons is Wan­ting. It domi­na­tes the thin­king of the modern man. We con­stant­ly pay homage to it, becau­se we are firm­ly con­vin­ced that our will must be decisi­ve for our thin­king, doing and lea­ving. Just as reli­gious peo­p­le once belie­ved that the exis­tence of the world was due to the will of a god, we belie­ve that we can shape our own exis­tence by vir­tue of our will.

The fact that the will within us deter­mi­nes our iden­ti­ty was alre­a­dy asser­ted by church father Augus­ti­ne. That the will depends on know­ledge, becau­se other­wi­se it would be aiming at not­hing, is a modern insight. It was made pos­si­ble by ratio­nal sci­ence, which pro­mi­ses us sub­jects the pro­s­pect of pro­vi­ding the know­ledge we need to rule over the world and sub­ju­ga­te it to our will. For the phi­lo­so­pher René Des­car­tes, using know­ledge to beco­me the maît­re et pos­s­es­seur de la natu­re was man’s mis­si­on and nobi­li­ty. In doing so, he also con­ju­red up two other spec­tres that have been powerful in Euro­pe sin­ce the 17th cen­tu­ry: making and using – or to use two other names for them: homo faber and homo eco­no­mic­us.

Homo faber is the man of action: the tech­ni­ci­an and engi­neer. We owe the tre­men­dous pro­gress of the last 300 years to him. But at the same time, we also have him to thank for the eco­lo­gi­cal cri­sis of the pre­sent. His mas­ter­pie­ce is to fun­da­men­tal­ly trans­form the world. In his realm, living natu­re beco­mes a resour­ce to be exploi­ted. He puts his skills to the test with it. He gives will and know­ledge two arms and two hands with which they demons­tra­te their power in and over the world. Homo Faber crea­tes his world accor­ding to his will and based on know­ledge.

His brot­her, Homo Oeco­no­mic­us, exploits the world as a resour­ce. He, too, is a mas­ter of trans­for­ma­ti­on, for in his realm ever­y­thing beco­mes an instru­ment in the ser­vice of his inte­rests. He seeks an advan­ta­ge in order to suc­ceed in the mar­ket­place of life. He seeks power to pre­vail against his com­pe­ti­tors. He seeks know­ledge and infor­ma­ti­on to con­ti­nu­al­ly maxi­mi­se his benefit.

Will, know­ledge, action and use have con­s­truc­ted the glo­bal machi­ne in which we live wit­hout rea­li­sing it. We have beco­me so accus­to­med to it that we no lon­ger mind being wit­hout good minds. They pam­per us so well in satis­fy­ing our needs that we no lon­ger feel the hard­ship of mind­less­ness and fail to reco­g­ni­se what is neces­sa­ry. They have wea­ned us so com­ple­te­ly from ful­film­ent that we con­sider our dis­be­lief to be quite nor­mal. And so it should come as no sur­pri­se to us when they come tog­e­ther the­se days to con­s­truct ano­ther spect­re. The merit of reve­al­ing its name goes to the best­sel­ling aut­hor Juval Noah Hara­ri. He has made it the title of a book: Homo Deus.

Homo Deus com­bi­nes will, know­ledge, action and use to per­sist or endu­re. Homo Deus makes ever­y­thing sub­ser­vi­ent to this: his own con­tin­ued exis­tence, or more pre­cis­e­ly, his immor­ta­li­ty. Accor­ding to Hara­ri, this is the ulti­ma­te, hig­hest goal of Homo Deus. It is, accor­ding to the pro­mi­se of tho­se who pay homage to Homo Deus, what will final­ly save huma­ni­ty from all adver­si­ty. After all, what could end­an­ger him if death is con­que­r­ed? But this will only be pos­si­ble if Homo Deus takes will, know­ledge, action and uti­li­ty into his ser­vice. His will must be focu­sed not only on kno­wing, but on beco­ming omni­sci­ent with the help of big data and arti­fi­ci­al intel­li­gence. His actions must be direc­ted towards beco­ming all-powerful with the help of advan­ced tech­no­lo­gies such as gene­tic engi­nee­ring, bio­tech or robo­tics. Its pur­po­se must be to gene­ra­te the finan­cial resour­ces nee­ded to fight against death. If it suc­ceeds, Homo Deus will have repla­ced all the good spi­rits of the past. Man will no lon­ger need any gods, becau­se he hims­elf has beco­me neces­sa­ry: a god-man and saviour.

But in truth, Homo Deus is just a migh­ty spect­re that lacks any power to save. He is just the opti­mi­sed machi­ne ghost that uses human igno­rance to heat up the gar­den pot to lethal levels. If he pre­vails, we face com­ple­te loss of spi­rit. Mani­pu­la­ti­on, con­di­tio­ning and fana­ti­cism will then take the place of real enthu­si­asm. Ever­y­thing will beco­me arti­fi­ci­al, a pro­duct. That is when the need will be grea­test. Only one thing will help. Mar­tin Heid­eg­ger said it in 1966: ‘Only a god can save us.’

The growing

Who is the god that can still save us? Cer­tain­ly not the god that Homo Deus pres­ents its­elf as the suc­ces­sor to. Cer­tain­ly not the almigh­ty, omni­sci­ent, immor­tal. This god is dead, as Fried­rich Nietz­sche aptly said. No, it is a dif­fe­rent god, a dif­fe­rent spi­rit of. He is the oppo­si­te of today’s ghosts: not will, but being; not know­ledge, but under­stan­ding; not making, but crea­ting; not using, but cul­ti­vat­ing; not the ghost of the machi­ne, but the Spi­rit of the living world – the inspi­ring Spi­rit, which we do not need and which, pre­cis­e­ly for that reason, can fill us like not­hing else.

No one can crea­te the spi­rit that inspi­res us. The spi­rit blows whe­re it wills. It can­not be forced, but it grows. It grows and blows whe­re we allow it to grow and blow. It does not resi­de in our will, but in the midd­le of the world – or, more pre­cis­e­ly, bet­ween us and the world, as Mar­tin Buber said. When we turn to the things of this world in a spi­rit of under­stan­ding – when we allow our­sel­ves to be touch­ed by them and pay atten­ti­on to what they have to say to us, then the dimen­si­on of the spi­rit opens up to us and we can draw from it. This dra­wing is not a making, in which a will powerful­ly mani­fests its­elf. It is a respon­se to what peo­p­le, things and phe­no­me­na in this world have to say to us. It is a respon­si­ble crea­ti­on that remains bound to what it responds to. It is not a use, but a cul­ti­va­ti­on that turns to what is: it nur­tures and cares for it so that it can unfold its poten­ti­al and flou­rish. That is the cul­tu­ral achie­ve­ment of the mind. Whe­re­ver it blows, it bears wit­ness to its crea­ti­ve power. What it crea­tes is not some­thing that is wil­led and made, but a growth that has come into being – nou­ris­hed by enthu­si­asm and devo­ti­on to the being of the world. It is not useful, but meaningful. It is beau­tiful. ‘Beau­ty will save the world,’ said Fyo­dor Dostoyevs­ky.

The saving

Beau­ty saves becau­se it inspi­res us. Tho­se who are addres­sed by the beau­tiful ans­wer with an uncon­di­tio­nal yes: yes, it is good. Yes, it is meaningful. This yes is an expres­si­on of enthu­si­asm. It is not made, but grown: in the encoun­ter with the beau­tiful, which bears wit­ness to the spi­rit of life and which has ari­sen in a crea­ti­ve encoun­ter with the being of the world. Höl­der­lin knew this. Whe­re­ver enthu­si­asm takes hold of a per­son, as he wri­tes in his elegy ‘Bread and Wine’, ‘words must ari­se like flowers’. This is the poet spea­king, but all artists know that whe­re­ver the spi­rit of life takes hold of them and inspi­res them, a beau­tiful work matures within them. Art is not made, but grows. And so does that which saves.

But is it real­ly gro­wing? Is it gro­wing in the machi­ne that holds us all in its grip – so tight that we no lon­ger per­cei­ve the dan­ger that threa­tens us and fail to reco­g­ni­se the need to turn to the spi­rit? Are we not blind to the exis­tence of the living world? And does this blind­ness not cul­mi­na­te in our will to break the oldest law of natu­re: the law of fini­ten­ess and mor­ta­li­ty? Even a glo­bal pan­de­mic does not seem to awa­ken us from the trance into which the quiet whir­ring of the machi­ne has long sin­ce plun­ged us. We hear about death and mor­ta­li­ty, but we do not allow them to tell us any­thing. We place our hope in eco­no­mics and tech­no­lo­gy and do not hear the call of life, which, in the face of mass dying, tells us what the god Apol­lo once told tho­se see­king advice in the sanc­tua­ry of Del­phi: ‘Know thys­elf!’ We do not under­stand that through death – the ulti­ma­te dan­ger – the spi­rit of life throws us the sheet anchor: ‘You are mor­tal, human’, he calls to us his fri­end­ly memen­to mori: ‘You are part of the gre­at, eter­nal natu­re. Stick to it and not to your will! Seek ful­film­ent not in the satis­fac­tion of your needs, but in the mea­ning and beau­ty of this world! Do not stri­ve to live fore­ver, but to be free and ali­ve during your life­time! It is not your will that will save you, nor your tech­ni­que, nor Homo Deus. Only what grows will save you: the God, the Spi­rit of Life. This bare­ly heard encou­ra­ge­ment from the glo­bal pan­de­mic allows us to under­stand what Fried­rich Höl­der­lin pro­mi­sed: ‘God is near and hard to grasp. But whe­re the­re is dan­ger, the saving also grows.’