A Way of Dislocation

What does it mean to think of theology as a way of life? What does it mean to see theology primarily as a pilgrimage, a search for de-centered authenticity, a way of coming to terms with doubts that riff through every human heart? Would not the goal of such a theology be a perpetual unknowing in the face of ineffable Mystery? A way of reckless abandon to the claims of the Other?

Perhaps the rhythms of such a theology could be defined as follows: “inversion, dislocation, turning to the direction of the inexplicable resurrection of everything that exists; to that which resists the parameters of the majority and the tastes of mediocrity. Such a conscious, prayerful facing away from the compromises of experts, from the preferences and interests of elites that in the name of fake security subtly take away freedom—that is the beginning of theology” (Gunjević, Raspeti Subjekt).