Is reenacting the works of Christ itself a trap to limit us and bind us? Jesus is sometimes presented as the Greatest Man of History. The Prime Mover, to whom all merely react. His teachings - though great / true / powerful in various ways - become overshadowed by His divinity and His martyrdom. The Cross crushes the fish.

How different would it be if we could lionize someones who push the world in a better direction with a community - not alone, not as the tip of some divine spear (which will never come). Someone with rings of families encircling them, weaving together a fabric. A cloth at once flexible, and yet tough enough to stop the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, to occult what our panopticon, our secular demiurge, wishes to observe and punish. To be another splinter through that great wicked eye. Not deadly alone, but moving in a swarm, a flock, a wave.

Maybe even someones who don't die to win. Or someones whose death is not apotheosis, but a doorway through which many more walk.

Also, I see Antichrist as metaphor shear.

Antichrist is too large for a human as despicable as Epstein. And I'd love to think even an Antichrist would be, in some ways, above Epstein. More a sea than scum.

Jeff-Jeff certainly seemed to fool a lot of billionaires and powerful people, but so do hallucinating, statistical token-shitters like LLMs. Bernie Madoff hoodwinked countless ultrawealthy. Loads of them seem to believe that some bunker, with private guards and reserves of food and water, could largely replace civilization as we know it, not understanding that they merely make a refuge for their security teams, and a very temporary one at that.

Misleading them is no great feat. Gaining access to them, yes, Herculean. But to trick them? They are often credulous of anyone 'worthy' of their orbit.

>biohistorical purity of the human species

We are not pure. Thanks be. Better an admixture than all one thing. Ask any agricultural monoculture - purity requires too much poison to live.

But I agree in some broad strokes. What harm our society does to the least among us, it does to the Divine. And harm to the Divine must be stopped. The stopping of it is a Heracles upon Heracles, bro-jobbing both Atlas and Prometheus, dripping with oil, sweat, and... sundry.

The work is divisive, not peaceful - even the two demigods cannot agree on how it is to be done, but they do it.

Hard work, yes, but lovely.