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I Was Wondering Myself Where I Am Going. So I Would Answer You By Saying, First, That I Am Trying, Precisely, To Put Myself At A Point So That I Do Not Know Any Longer Where I Am Going.

But Because Me And Myself, As You No Doubt Are Well Aware, We Are Going To Die, My Relation—and Yours Too—to The Event Of This Text, Which Otherwise Never Quite Makes It, Our Relation Is That Of A Structurally Posthumous Necessity. Suppose, In That Case, That I Am Not Alone In My Claim To Know The Idiomatic Code (whose Notion Itself Is Already Contradictory) Of This Event. What If Somewhere, Here Or There, There Are Shares In This Non-secret’s Secret? Even So The Scene Would Not Be Changed. The Accomplices, As You Are Once Again Well Aware, Are Also Bound To Die.

Peace Is Only Possible When One Of The Warring Sides Takes The First Step, The Hazardous Initiative, The Risk Of Opening Up Dialogue, And Decides To Make The Gesture That Will Lead Not Only To An Armistice But To Peace.

I Say Things That Contradict Each Other, That Are In Real Tension With Each Other, That Compose Me, That Make Me Live, And That Will Make Me Die.

Even If We're In A State Of Hopelessness, A Sense Of Expectation Is An Integral Part Of Our Relationship To Time. Hopelessness Is Possible Only Because We Do Hope That Some Good, Loving Someone Could Come. If That's What Heidegger Meant, Then I Agree With Him.