Chapter 199 Volume 7 Cat Boss

All human societies have what is called a "third subterranean" in the theater.Underneath the soil of society there is activity everywhere, some for good and some for evil.These tunnels are layer upon layer.There are upper tunnels and lower tunnels.There is a high and a low in this dark subterranean layer that sometimes crumbles beneath civilization and is trampled under our feet by our indifference and insensitivity. The "Encyclopedia" was a tunnel in the previous century, almost open to the air.An unappreciated incubator of primitive Christianity—darkness—has only waited for the right time to explode under the tyrants and shine upon mankind with light.For the divine darkness has its underlying light.Volcanoes are full of darkness, but have the power to lift flames into the air.Volcanic melt begins to form in the dark.The catacombs where the mass was first held were not only the underground buildings of Rome, but also the tunnels of the world.

There are excavations of all sorts beneath the social buildings, like an intricate marvel beneath a dilapidated house.There are religious tunnels, philosophical tunnels, political tunnels, economic tunnels, and revolutionary tunnels.Some dig with thought, some with numbers, some with anger.People echo each other from one catacomb to the next.Utopias of all kinds travel underground through these passages.They spread out in every direction.They sometimes come into contact with each other and are friendly with each other.Jean-Jacques lent Diogenes his pickaxe, and Diogenes lent him his lantern.Sometimes they are also mutually exclusive.Calvin grabs Socini by the hair.But nothing can stop or interrupt the tension and movement of all these forces advancing towards the goal, which simultaneously go up and down in the dark, rise up again, and slowly change from below to above and from within to outside, which is unknown to man. massive peristalsis.Society is barely aware of the excavation that leaves its skin and replaces its guts.There are as many different projects and different tunnels as there are underground layers.What comes out of all this digging in the depths?future.

The further down one looks, the more mysterious the actors one finds.Up to the level where social philosophy can still be understood, activities are still good, but after that, such activities will be terrible.At a certain depth, those caves and tunnels are no longer accessible to the spiritual power of civilization, and the limit of human breathing ability has been exceeded, and monsters may begin to appear. This descending staircase is strange, each step of which leads to a subterranean level where philosophy can gain a foothold, and there one can still meet one of those workers, some brilliant and some inhuman.Below Jan Hus there is Luther, below Luther there is Descartes, below Descartes there is Voltaire, below Voltaire Condorcet, below Condorcet Robespierre, under Robespierre there is Marat, and under Marat there is Babeuf.And it's not over yet.Further down, dimly, on the dividing line between indistinct and invisible, one can see the dark shadows of other people who may not even exist now.Those of yesterday are ghosts, and those of tomorrow are wandering spirits.The wisdom eye can see them dimly.The budding work of the future world is a vision for philosophers.

What a fantastic image of a ghostly world in an embryonic state! Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are also in some side pits there. All these underground pioneers almost always think that they are isolated from each other, but they are not, connected by a chain of gods that they don't know, but their work is very different. The light contrasts with the flames of others.Some belong to heaven, others to tragedy.Yet, for all their differences, all these workers, from the noblest to the most sinister, from the wisest to the craziest, have one thing in common: selflessness.Marat can forget himself like Jesus.They put themselves aside, cancel themselves out, never think about themselves.They see something other than themselves.They have a look that searches for the absolute truth.The first one had the whole sky in his eyes, the last one, however inscrutable he was, had that pale space-like light under his brows.Anyone, no matter what his job is, should be revered as long as he has this characteristic: star-filled eyes.

Eyes filled with shadows are another characteristic. Evil begins with it.In the presence of men with dark eyes, think and tremble.The social order has its gangsters. There is a place where digging is burial, where the light is dead. Under all the tunnels we have just pointed out, under all the corridors, under the whole vast underground pipeline system of progress and Utopia, and much deeper underground, lower than Marat, lower than Babeuf. Even lower, further down, and much deeper down, where there is absolutely nothing to do with the upper layers, there is the lowest mud pit.It's a scary place.This is what we called the "third basement" above.It was a dark sewer, a cellar for the blind, hell.

It leads to the abyss.