‘How long have you been unemployed?’ – ‘I’m not unemployed’. – ‘How long have you been unemployed?’ – ‘All my life. Today and tomorrow. – ‘What have you done with your life?’ – ‘I’ve got a job, a flat’. ‘What have you done with your life?’ – ‘Nothing. Nothing at all’.
Today, today – why does these words seem to toll like great bells? Today – the imperative. Today you must do something. Today, it must happen. And yet my today is only the nudity of the call. It says: you must act, you who know nothing of action. Urgency: act! Today is the day for … But for what?
What is the question that is also a tearing apart? The question which dissolves the answers it seeks, and perpetuates only its answerless opening? The question – live in its space, its call. Live in its scepticism, in the ‘perhaps’ it inserts before every statement. Live in the perhaps, live and die –