How can I write of Low’s Secret Name? I have tried many times, if only to have done with the claim it has upon me (ridiculous dream!) For are there not those works which frighten because they cannot be determined – more, because, listening to them, they begin to dissolve the bond through which you are bound to yourself? Who listens? Not me – but something in me, far from me. Secret Name summons the one who is without name within me. Within me but also outside me. Who listens? But there is no name for the nameless. Which is why I always fail to begin to write about Low.