Questioning Is The Piety Of Thought.

In Everything Well Known Something Worthy Of Thought Still Lurks.

Why Are There Beings At All Instead Of Nothing? That Is The Question. Presumably It Is Not Arbitrary Question, "why Are There Beings At All Instead Of Nothing"- This Is Obviously The First Of All Questions. Of Course It Is Not The First Question In The Chronological Sense [...] And Yet, We Are Each Touched Once, Maybe Even Every Now And Then, By The Concealed Power Of This Question, Without Properly Grasping What Is Happening To Us. In Great Despair, For Example, When All Weight Tends To Dwindle Away From Things And The Sense Of Things Grows Dark, The Question Looms.

The World Worlds, And Is More Fully In Being Than The Tangible And Perceptible Realm In Which We Believe Ourselves To Be At Home...by The Opening Up Of A World, All Things Gain Their Lingering And Hastening, Their Remoteness And Nearness, Their Scope And Limits. In A World's Worlding Is Gathered That Spaciousness Out Of Which The Protective Grace Of The Gods Is Granted And Withheld. Even This Doom Of The God Remaining Absent Is A Way In Which The World Worlds...all Coming To Presence...keeps Itself Concealed To The Last.

This Characteristic Of Dasein's Being This "that It Is" Is Veiled In Its "whence" And "whither.

Understanding Of Being Is Itself A Determination Of Being Of Da-sein.