ABSTRACT
After a delivery of over 600 Postscript pages, Johannes Climacus seems to have second thoughts: “[E]verything is to be understood in such a way that it is revoked.”1 The shock of this announcement might be the shock of discovering that a mad computer virus implanted in the closing pages now threatens to undo the entire book, making a mockery of our effort to absorb it. Does this undo his creation? Could it be that just as Abraham raises his knife against his progeny, so Climacus raises a knife against his creation? Why would Climacus stamp “Not Mine!” across his text?
