Your very something
must become nothing,
drive all something, all nothing away!
Leave place, leave time,
and images as well!
Go without way
On the narrow path,
Thus you will come to the desert trace.
— Master Eckhart (tr. W. Franke)
‘We experienced what we experienced, we’re still alive, all we can do is go on talking to you without talking to you, the anonymous, refusing but accepting our past. Life could go on, could end, or could go on ending. Impossible moments. The past returns, unfortunately. It could go on happening or it could go on ending in our words. We try to speak your words and wonder if it’s the end of the end or a new beginning.’
‘Your words enter me and make me dizzy. You kill me and bring me to life: your words remove you from me and become my words, become you in me. Show yourself. Silence, the word silence shows itself. Is this some kind of test? I name you “you” and try to let you speak, to name me. This is impossible, and we go on.’
‘I ask you to speak to me, to give me a new voice. You tell me my question is a voice, my speech an interruption.’