martyr

neither fire nor ash but something akin to the gaze cleansed of even the holy seeking other than light borne aloft by the earth’s embrace

I discover my being in the abyss where it is not: I am not, yet I endure. Maurice Blanchot

As long as humankind recklessly proceeds in the fateful delusion of being biologically fated for triumph, nothing essential will change. Peter Wessel Zapffe