This is not a lack. Not a failure or early stage in a person's evolution. This is an assertion. An end point and state in the development of someone with certain assumptions.
Assumptions that life is shit. That creation is shit. That there is no justice or accountability in the world. That that would be an insult to God because God is a dick.
The Calvinist God is an asshole. The Calvinist God condemns and scorns what He has made. Thereby condemning, or at least impugning and sullying, Himself.
Cool god they've got.
Recall, the Calvinist God is a Swiss creation. After they got done with watches. A watchmaker's god, impatient with and disappointed in creation. For its imperfection.
For its corporeality, errancy and messiness, The Calvinist God loves death. Because death is perfect. There's not a flaw in non-existence. Meadows is apprenticed to this.
In love with excrement. Because his world is already shit.
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