A great quote from my recent reading:
The religious heart or frame of mind is not “realist,” because it is not satisfied with the reality that is all around it. Nor is it antirealist, because it is not trying to substitute fabrications for reality; rather, it is what I would call “hyper-realist,” in search of the real beyond the real, the hyper, the über or au-dèla, the beyond, in search of the event that stirs within things that will exceed our present horizons. In this sense, religion is, in the very best and deepest sense, so much “hype.”
We also are wont to think of life as an adventure. But a genuine adventure means venturing out into the unknown, where no one knows the way and we are not sure whose steps to follow. (Here comes the dose of postmodern truth, which will send my friends on the Right rushing for the doors.) are we not all a little “lost,” like the people who crash-landed on the island in Lost, looking for clues about where they are and frightened by the mysterious things going on around them? Is that not a figure of our lives? Are we not like people following an obscure clue, on the tracks, on the trail, in the trace of something-we-are-not-sure-what? Are not those who write about spiritual journeys sometimes a little too assured about where they are going and how to get there? There are, after all, two ways to be on the way: the first, in which one knows the way and the task is to get there (which certainly can be hard enough), and the second, in which one must, like an explorer, find the way. In the latter and, I am inclined to think, more postmodern situation, one is always a little lost, where being lost and being on the way, far from excluding each other, mutually imply each other. That is what I mean by giving the spiritual journey some postmodern teeth. I agree this is a little unnerving, but I do not agree that it is “relativism.” Rather, it is what I just called “hyper-realism.”
– John D. Caputo, What Would Jesus Deconstruct?, 39.