Depth once meant the hiddeness of God is intrinsic. Unabashed & remote.
Nowadays it means to dredge it to the surface; integrate it into the circuitry
humming with its commonplacement & anxiety. Roger Tory Peterson’s
Field Guides to the Birds of North America are as mythic as
any books of the past century; their direction
is downward, even as the surface seethes with wing beats, the least
corrosive animal motion.
— “The Collected Poems of Sigmund Freud” from Depth Theology