The opposite of pragmatism is not disposal, an active dis-position, giving no respect to space at all. But could it be a will to distributivity, to spread out like waves in the manner of water? In order to catch it, pragmatics stand still: should you miss the boat, then call for the scapegoat.
Just as likely, there's no nominal (stand-offish) "divinity", but in dreaming and art an aesthetic perspective is empirically "divine" (a cut above, not a mere welt) as measured by one's taste or an other's salivation: salvation comes only with a dash of salt. Or is divination drawing a lot? You take what is gotten or dash off to pout.
Goodly for Xeno is oddly godly, obtaining only two-bits of zero. One could even say "something" rather than "nothing", and that may be a useful consideration but not a side by itself – that would be too gaudy. Word-play's no incitation to war, just etymology without respect to time and grammar – not an injustice, it "just is" non-linear.
Like in latin, our "theo" was called "divus", a great divide, an original divot. 'Twas really "diversion", otherwise, nothing to write "h-o-m-e" about. It was, there and then, thought god was a sharpy, a sword slicing sky off away from the ground, hence the "demi-urge" – a prime vivisection and not a bang-job. But then again, when we say "to shear", they'd have said "for sharing".
Nordic dwarves were invited to keep them, like pillars against gravitude (we now think it's "motion", one through the other), from ever coming again together. When they went underground from the Roman erection (or its constitution), there was first heard "the sky is falling", to which an answer came to all there about, "down but not entirely out".
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