To Dwell Is To Garden.

Time Is Not A Thing, Thus Nothing Which Is, And Yet It Remains Constant In Its Passing Away Without Being Something Temporal Like The Beings In Time.

The World, In Resting Upon The Earth, Strives To Surmount It. As Self-opening It Cannot Endure Anything Closed. The Earth, However, As Sheltering And Concealing, Tends Always To Draw The World Into Itself And Keep It There

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.

So Long As We Represent Technology As An Instrument, We Remain Held Fast In The Will To Master It.

True Time Is Four-dimensional.