«Chaos is order yet undeciphered», the ontology of post-language might be the solution to disallow death to happen, in a future os non-congruency where death, precisely, will be an empty word, an uninhibited marquise where the man of the past used to disembowel himself of all tomorrows, Ecce homo who used to perish —– I.N.R.I —–, the future does not have space for death, for martyrs, for sacrificial acts, a human body will not be decomposed by inner-bacteria and environment, it will turn into a NONHUMAN object, speculative realism where the word EXTERMINATION is slowly, orderly replaced by DELETE. And its garden will be a cenotaph, a green–long–field of disposable technologic material, no longer updatable but still throbbing no matter the month or year it exists in;-;-;-;-d-e-a-t-h-w-i-l-l-b-e-c-o-m-e-d-e-l-e-t-e-b-u-t-y-o-u-w-i-l-l-n-e-v-e-r-d-i-e-.