God reveals Himself: an imagination prey to the loss of its image.
I know you, Lord, in the measure that I do not know you. For you are He who comes.
My God, I am reduced to you. I have exiled the word.
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Try to kill Him with your spears, and you will learn that He is the order of all resistance.
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God is a questioning of God.
Severed hand,
my five-fingered cup.
I drink what you hold
and am drunk.*
You live in spite of life. You are more stubborn than death.
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To doubt means perhaps to abolish limits, to circle the dice.
Earth, earth where all is simple.
God is doubt.
— Jabés, The Book of Questions (trans. R Waldrop)
Notes from a Room 