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In 1926: living at the edge of time - Monoskop

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362 CODES COLLAPSED<br />

as irresistible f<strong>at</strong>e: '''You're so right, Maria,' I said. 'It's as if a groundswell<br />

<strong>of</strong> life had suddenly flung us into each o<strong>the</strong>r, and we didn't know<br />

wh<strong>at</strong> to do.' Perhaps I'd expected her to cry out despairingly, 'I don't<br />

understand you!' <strong>In</strong>stead, she said: 'Claus, I know wh<strong>at</strong> you mean!' I<br />

stood <strong>the</strong>re, overwhelmed. She hung on my neck. And although <strong>the</strong> little<br />

train r<strong>at</strong>tled by, <strong>at</strong> th<strong>at</strong> moment, she kissed me slowly, right on <strong>the</strong><br />

mouth. Then she kissed me again and again, each <strong>time</strong> more feverishly.<br />

'This!' she murmured fiercely between <strong>the</strong> kisses, 'This! This! Do you get<br />

it now? Is it clear to you? As clear as <strong>the</strong> sun? Or only as clear as <strong>the</strong><br />

moon? Is this wh<strong>at</strong> we should do with each o<strong>the</strong>r? This and nothing but<br />

this!" (Schickele, 393) . Even <strong>the</strong> setting for this scene <strong>of</strong> erotic excitement,<br />

a small town in sou<strong>the</strong>rn France, is "abounding with life. And this<br />

life showed itself quite recklessly in <strong>the</strong> streets. The house doors stood<br />

open, and since only <strong>the</strong> narrow thresholds separ<strong>at</strong>ed <strong>the</strong> streets from<br />

<strong>the</strong> rooms, we saw people working, sleeping, fighting, loving" (347). But<br />

unlike his Italian lover Maria, Claus, <strong>the</strong> narr<strong>at</strong>or, cannot help associ<strong>at</strong>ing<br />

this ferment <strong>of</strong> Life with a glimpse <strong>of</strong> De<strong>at</strong>h: "I was thinking about<br />

<strong>the</strong> 'sick spot' in myself, about <strong>the</strong> morbid weakness which now and <strong>the</strong>n<br />

afflicted me and robbed me <strong>of</strong> all my strength to live. It made me long<br />

for sickness and care, for a deck chair <strong>at</strong> de<strong>at</strong>h's <strong>edge</strong>" (348). [see<br />

Immanence = Transcendence (De<strong>at</strong>h in Life)]<br />

The enthusiasm for Life's overwhelming strength th<strong>at</strong> emerges from<br />

<strong>the</strong> collapse <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> distinction between Au<strong>the</strong>nticity and Artificiality is<br />

almost always accompanied by a certain disdain for-or sheer absence<br />

<strong>of</strong>-thought. This rel<strong>at</strong>ion becomes obvious in <strong>the</strong> formula th<strong>at</strong> Jorge<br />

Luis Borges uses to describe <strong>the</strong> reality <strong>of</strong> Buenos Aires: "Our life-reality<br />

is magnificent and our thought-reality is beggarly" (Borges, 13). The<br />

philosopher Martin Heidegger <strong>at</strong>tempts to question <strong>the</strong> superiority <strong>of</strong><br />

man's intellectual capacities over some nonintellectual existential realities.<br />

This may be why, in <strong>the</strong> correspondence with his friend Elisabeth<br />

Blochmann, Heidegger frequently uses <strong>the</strong> notion <strong>of</strong> Existenzfreudigkeit<br />

("existence-affirm<strong>at</strong>ion") as a toned-down version <strong>of</strong> all <strong>the</strong> more ecst<strong>at</strong>ic<br />

concepts <strong>of</strong> Life. Existenzfreudigkeit promotes acting and thinking-but<br />

it is an inspir<strong>at</strong>ion th<strong>at</strong> can only be gr<strong>at</strong>efully received, never<br />

produced or initi<strong>at</strong>ed by <strong>the</strong> human will: "These days, I imagine th<strong>at</strong><br />

you're in <strong>the</strong> same mood th<strong>at</strong> always comes over me <strong>at</strong> <strong>the</strong> beginning <strong>of</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> semester. It sets free <strong>the</strong> passion th<strong>at</strong> is necessary for our work. Only<br />

new opportunities make possible <strong>the</strong> productivity through which we, as

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