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Celebration... Is Self Restraint, Is Attentiveness, Is Questioning, Is Meditating, Is Awaiting, Is The Step Over Into The More Wakeful Glimpse Of The Wonder - The Wonder That A World Is Worlding Around Us At All, That There Are Beings Rather Than Nothing, That Things Are And We Ourselves Are In Their Midst, That We Ourselves Are And Yet Barely Know Who We Are, And Barely Know That We Do Not Know All This.

We Name Time When We Say: Every Thing Has Its Time. This Means: Everything Which Actually Is, Every Being Comes And Goes At The Right Time And Remains For A Time During The Time Allotted To It. Every Thing Has Its Time.

The Relation Of Feeling Toward Art And Its Bringing-forth Can Be One Of Production Or One Of Reception And Enjoyment.

In The Work Of Art The Truth Of An Entity Has Set Itself To Work. ‘to Set’ Means Here: To Bring To A Stand. Some Particular Entity, A Pair Of Peasant Shoes, Comes In The Work To Stand In The Light Of Its Being. The Being Of The Being Comes Into The Steadiness Of Its Shining. The Nature Of Art Would Then Be This: The Truth Of Being Setting Itself To Work.

Questioning Is The Piety Of Thought.