solitude, land of evening, declines and departs. the abyss of
solitude's absence is its advent, its arrival..solitude's claim to prresence 
not a form or outer appearance but a persistence, an insistence-on. solitude 
a realm, a domain that shelters, secures, conceals. solitude is self-revealing
and self-concealing. Picasso remarked he had made himself an "unsuspected
solitude". its continuance is not tied to usage, need, or custom. to brook
solitude is to think. solitude is for thinking, not singing. solitude is
expressly to collect unique disclosure along the lines of Being, of
Appropriation. the dawn of solitude comes to pass in events of order/disorder,
of jointure/disjunction. solitude joins but never conjoins. its expanse is
calls and gestures, belongings, hearings, attunements, something spoken,
conversation. a historiography of solitude is absurd except in relation to
destiny, destining, Fate. solitude is an aspect of the destining of Being. the
ground of solitude is a brilliant abyss in which what lingers for a while can
stay for the time being or emerge much later. it is not for protection. its
gathering is the one that clears and shelters. one's standard of solitude is
one's proximity to it, one's place in it. for those whose abode is solitude, 
is a riddle and enigma, an enigmatic keyword, a right, a justice, a wrong, an
injustice. it is reckless and considerate. to dispatch oneself toward solitude
is never fitting. there are no vocational skills to acquire in solitude.
solitude, the fateful itself, is a dispensation to beings to be Being.
solitudeis the Same in beings, language, sayings. to translate solitude is to
cross over, to go down, to set the never-setting of unconcealment/concealment.
solitude is the surmounting of the oblivion of Being, the perception of
something at hand which appears to be not representational thiught but Being
coming to the fore, coming into view. to preserve solitude is to hold sway,
reign, rule, dominate. solitude occurs essentially in a belonging togetther, 
apportionment or allotment, of Being and beings, in the unfolding of this

Created 1999/11/15
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