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Money itself is nothing. Nevertheless, it has come to establish a gigantic void, where a greater good than itself, real and consistent, used to reign. Who was this giant whose place and perhaps even aspect were taken by money? It was life itself, or rather the consciousness and therefore the joy we had from it. Can this millennial movement, whose radical phenomenological ramifications we point out here, be reversed? Is there still time for the consciousness and joy in life to at last take on flesh?