I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicableFranz Kafka
It is the impossible, and not the possible, that we should always turn towards. The obscure in its strangeness, the uncanny in its apartness, the distant in every nearness, and that which dwells in its placeless-ness. Thinking begins at the moment when the un-thought and the unthinkable become our problems, it begins when it becomes its own problem, question, and destruction. Thinking has not begun yet and it is impossible.