Language Is The House Of The Truth

As The Ego Cogito, Subjectivity Is The Consciousness That Represents Something, Relates This Representation Back To Itself, And So Gathers With Itself.

In No Way Can It Be Uttered, As Can Other Things, Which One Can Learn. Rather, From Out Of A Full, Co-existential Dwelling With The Thing Itself - As When A Spark, Leaping From The Fire, Flares Into Light - So It Happens, Suddenly, In The Soul, There To Grow, Alone With Itself.

Agriculture Is Now A Motorized Food Industry, The Same Thing In Its Essence As The Production Of Corpses In The Gas Chambers And The Extermination Camps, The Same Thing As Blockades And The Reduction Of Countries To Famine, The Same Thing As The Manufacture Of Hydrogen Bombs.

Why Are There Beings At All, Instead Of Nothing?

Questions Are Not Happenstance Thoughts Nor Are Questions Common Problems Of Today Which One Picks Up From Hearsay And Booklearning And Decks Out With A Gesture Of Profundity Questions Grow Out Of Confrontation With The Subject Matter And The Subject Matter Is There Only Where Eyes Are, It Is In This Manner That Questions Will Be Posed And All The More Considering That Questions That Have Today Fallen Out Of Fashion In The Great Industry Of Problems. One Stands Up For Nothing More Than The Normal Running Of The Industry. Philosophy Interprets Its Corruption As The Resurrection Of Metaphysics.