Heidegger

Well i’ll wait here, till you, rational beings, are able to respond.

but let it be said that unability to do so, shows. - that is another side
of the name-less: that also denial and stubborn Eigensinn have no
place to hide from it. So as long as nobody responds you are all,
except Jud maybe, striking yourselves out. I would advise to take that
seriously, but you are free (eh!) to do so. Cosi fan tutte!

Then be men, and say that i am an idiot, if you dare.

We can then talk about what an idiot is.

You see: there is no way out. There is no way to get rid of the
pianoplayer,

there’ll always be one who says: “i shoot”.

so i plead, as i did 2 years ago: don’t shoot the pianoplayer.

there’s one thing i must know still: did Hölderlin know
the Wohltemperierte Klavier.

yesterday i played for a colleage, educated pianist and with whom
i did the Mozart quatre-mains. He heared the wonder, but he could
not admit-it. He began to play himself, ever worse, in order to outtune me.
Freed from widerwille, i had great difficulty to hear such falsity, but easily
held out. When i came home there was a note by my son, that the little
cat was gone, and that it was my fault.

meanwhile i ’spoke’ with the other, old cat, and my thoughts go elsewhere.

or had you me rather laying in the corner cryin’?

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Posted on Saturday, August 5th, 2006 at 10:10 am
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