Inscrutably Involved, We Live In The Currents

No Purpose Intervenes Between I And You, No Greed And No Anticipation; And Longing Itself Is Changed As It Plunges From The Dream Into Appearance. Every Means Is An Obstacle. Only Where All Means Have Disintegrated Encounters Occur.

Man Wishes To Be Confirmed In His Being By Man, And Wishes To Have A Presence In The Being Of The Other…. Secretly And Bashfully He Watches For A Yes Which Allows Him To Be And Which Can Come To Him Only From One Human Person To Another.

It Is Usual To Think Of Good And Evil As Two Poles, Two Opposite Directions, The Antithesis Of One Another...we Must Begin By Doing Away With This Convention.

Every Man's Foremost Task Is The Actualization Of His Unique, Unprecedented And Never-recurring Potentialities, And Not The Repetition Of Something That Another, And Be It Even The Greatest, Has Already Achieved.

But When A Man Draws A Lifeless Thing Into His Passionate Longing For Dialogue, Lending It Independence And As It Were A Soul, Then There May Dawn In Him The Presentiment Of A World-wide Dialogue With The World-happening That Steps Up To Him Even In His Environment, Which Consists Partially Of Things. Or Do You Seriously Think That The Giving And Taking Of Signs Halts On The Threshold Of That Business Where An Honest And Open Spirit Is Found?