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Still Today, I Cannot Cross The Threshold Of A Teaching Institution Without Physical Symptoms, In My Chest And My Stomach, Of Discomfort Or Anxiety. And Yet I Have Never Left School.

There Is No Rigorous And Effective Deconstruction Without The Faithful Memory Of Philosophies And Literatures, Without The Respectful And Competent Reading Of Texts Of The Past, As Well As Singular Works Of Our Own Time. Deconstruction Is Also A Certain Thinking About Tradition And Context. Mark Taylor Evokes This With Great Clarity In The Course Of A Remarkable Introduction. He Reconstitutes A Set Of Premises Without Which No Deconstruction Could Have Seen The Light Of Day.

But Because Me And Myself, As You No Doubt Are Well Aware, We Are Going To Die, My Relation—and Yours Too—to The Event Of This Text, Which Otherwise Never Quite Makes It, Our Relation Is That Of A Structurally Posthumous Necessity. Suppose, In That Case, That I Am Not Alone In My Claim To Know The Idiomatic Code (whose Notion Itself Is Already Contradictory) Of This Event. What If Somewhere, Here Or There, There Are Shares In This Non-secret’s Secret? Even So The Scene Would Not Be Changed. The Accomplices, As You Are Once Again Well Aware, Are Also Bound To Die.

If You Read Philosophical Texts Of The Tradition, You'll Notice They Almost Never Said 'i,' And Didn't Speak In The First Person. From Aristotle To Heidegger, They Try To Consider Their Own Lives As Something Marginal Or Accidental. What Was Essential Was Their Teaching And Their Thinking. Biography Is Something Empirical And Outside, And Is Considered An Accident That Isn't Necessarily Or Essentially Linked To The Philosophical Activity Or System.

A Text Is Not A Text Unless It Hides From The First Comer, From The First Glance, The Law Of Its Composition And The Rules Of Its Game. A Text Remains, Moreover, Forever Imperceptible. Its Laws And Rules Are Not, However, Harbored In The Inaccessibility Of A Secret; It Is Simply That They Can Never Be Booked, In The Present, Into Anything That Could Rigorously Be Called A Perception.