In order to be understood as a world of sense – of ‘absent sense’ or exscribed sense – the world must also be understood in accordance with thecosmicopening of space this is coming toward us: this constellation of constellations, this mass or mosaic comprising myriads of celestial bodies, their galaxies, and whirling systems, deflagrations and conflagrations that propagate themselves with the sluggishness of lightning, the almost immobile speed of movements that doe not so much traverse space as open it and space it out with their motives and motions, a universe in expansion and/imposion, a network of attractors and negative masses, a spatial texture of spaces that are fleeing, curved back, invaginated, or exogastrulated, fractal catastrophes, signals with neither message nor destination, a universe of which the unity is nothing but unicity [unicite] open, distended, distanced, diffracted, slowed down, differed and deferred within itself.
Jean Luc Nancy – The Sense of the World.”
I do not at all believe in what I call automatic democracy. I believe in reflection, not reflex.
Paul Virilio.
The irrestibility of ordering and the restraint of the saving power draw past each other like the paths of two stars in the course of the heavens. But precisely this, their passing by, is the hidden side of their nearness. When we look into the ambiguous essence of technology, we behold the constellation, the stellar course of the mystery.
Heidegger, The Question Concerning Technology.”
