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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The Fruit of Death is an homage of sorts to Soren Kierkegaard and to his character-author Johannes Climacus who, as St. John of the Sinai Monastery, left us a book called Climax, that is, The Ladder. Made up of forty fragments which interrogate the oddity and perversity of human desire, this work should also be read as a kind of ladder, a climax that takes a bit longer, not because it ascends higher than the climax of Climacus, but because it begins lower, much lower, in the subterranean regions of the soul.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The Fruit of Death is an homage of sorts to Soren Kierkegaard and to his character-author Johannes Climacus who, as St. John of the Sinai Monastery, left us a book called Climax, that is, The Ladder. Made up of forty fragments which interrogate the oddity and perversity of human desire, this work should also be read as a kind of ladder, a climax that takes a bit longer, not because it ascends higher than the climax of Climacus, but because it begins lower, much lower, in the subterranean regions of the soul.