THEY REMAIN IN THE STATE OF METAMORPHOSIS. THEY ARE INDEFINITE. THEY HAVE RESULTED NEITHER FROM EMOTION NOR INTELLECT. THEY ARE PENETRATED NEITHER BY IMAGINATION NOR INTUITION. THEY ARE NEITHER REASON NOR INTELLECT. THEIR CAUSE CONSTITUTES NEITHER NUMBER NOR ORDER; NEITHER BIG QUANTITY NOR SMALL QUANTITY; NEITHER SIMILARITY NOR DISSIMILARITY. IT IS NEITHER SOMETHING UNIQUE NOR EVERYTHING AT THE SAME TIME.
IT HAS NEVER BEEN UTTERED AND IT HAS NEVER BEEN THOUGHT OF.
THESE OCCURRENCES HAVE ALWAYS REMAINED BEYOND EXPLANATION.
THEIR MEANINGS AND ATTRIBUTES HAVE ESCAPED.
IF THEY EXIST SOMEWHERE THEY EXIST SEPARATELY: BEYOND THEMSELVES, BEYOND THEIR IMAGE AND BEYOND ME.
THERE ARE NOT ANY OCCURRENCES. THERE IS NEITHER MEMORY OF THEM NOR EVEN THE RECOLLECTION OF MEMORY, IT WOULD APPEAR.
THAT THERE IS NOTHING AT ALL BUT THEN THEY JUST COME BACK. ALL OF A SUDDEN RISING—LIKE AN ECHO—THE DECIMATED FRAGMENTS OF THEIR FORMER PRESENCE, SOME ANONYMOUS AND INDISTINGUISHABLE PIECES THAT GIVE AN APPEARANCE ONLY TO SOMETHING THAT PASSED AND THAT CANNOT BE REVEALED. IN THIS WAY—AS FRAGMENTS—THEY CONTINUE TO EXIST: INDEPENDENTLY.
OF THE OCCURRENCES WITH WHICH THEY HAVE BEEN CONNECTED AND WHICH HAVE ESCAPED, AND AGAINST OUR NEED FOR EVIDENCE. I KEEP REPEATING THE SAME THING IN A SIMILAR WAY. NOT TO PROVE SOMETHING, NOT TO DISCOVER SOMETHING. I KEEP REPEATING IT AS I EXPECT THAT THE PRESENCE WHICH I CAN SENSE, OR RATHER WHICH EXISTS IN MY EXPECTATIONS, SHOULD REVEAL ITSELF.
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