black gold. All goes well for Heidegger, until he tries to disengage completely from Metaphysics (particularly from the metaphysics of the teleological and dialectical variety) in order to make a stronger case for logics of sense and imagination. Now, not to get too caught up in the entire sordid tale of how he attempts (and fails) to get beyond this epistemological brick wall, suffice it to say, that because his analysis still requires a kind of ground (ontic) to knowledge; that is, a kind of a “groundless ground”, he is brought right smack-dab face-to-face with the quasi- mystical onto-theo-logical Godhead haze Itself. That is to say, and to put it slightly differently: with the Heideggerian move, we get the nuance, the fluidity, the multiplicity – of Time or Being or Identity or Difference – we just also get our Father, who, at it turns out, is not just, in heaven, but is, indeed, everywhere (and nowhere) at the same time, all the time, before Time, during Time and even after Time.

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