The essence of i&I is in constant movement; the i cannot remain as the I is. i&I in essence, cannot be as i&I is now. i&I can land I-self in cul-de-sacs, degeneracies, perversions, self-alienations. i&I needs to be saved, healed, delivered, and to come to I-self. But i&I cannot do this by following a path that is generally known or is believed to be the one and only way of being a true I.
All that we know of i&I, and all that i&I knows of I-self, is not I-self. All knowledge of who i&I is refers to appearances, to their preconditions and possibilities in I-self. i&I is not identical with them, but i&I takes them over on the journey by which i&I comes to I-self.
i&I, imprisoned in i&I’s empirical existence, wants to transcend I-self. i&I no longer knows I-self authentically as i&I if i&I is content to be the man i&I is now.
i&I does not transcend I-self in mere sensation, or in the enjoyment of mythical images, or in ecstacy, or in edifying words, as though all that were reality. Only in i&I’s inner and outer actions, in i&I’s realizations, does i&I become aware of I-self as i&I-self, above mere existence – and presses beyond i-self. i&I wants to transcend I-self in quite another direction, not by advancing in the world, but by projecting i-self beyond the world – not into the insatiable, ever renewed restlessness of i&I’s temporal existence, but into the quiescence of eternity, cutting across time in time.
Quiescence as duration in time is not granted to i&I. It would mean the end of time. Things go forward. In the perfected moment, if it is granted to i&I, the light of eternal peace shines. The moment bears witness to the hidden stillness in us which is not quite pulled into time. Thither i&I presses beyond himself, no longer advancing in the world, but into Transcendence, barred to our knowledge, scarcely to be named. If the shock is not experienced, if the direction “out beyond” to Transcendence is not attained, then i&I is not yet authentically I-self. Once self-reflection has begun, i&I becomes conscious of i-self in his uncertainty, his dereliction.
Hope proves delusory in the shipwreck of existence. It is only in league with courage that i&I finds in himself the readiness to go highhearted to his end. Hope has meaning only in the Here and Now. It does not transcend time. No sufficient answer can be given to the question: What is i&I? For what i&I could be always remains hidden in his freedom, though it is ceaselessly revealed by the consequences of his freedom.
Whoever asks about i&I would like to see a true and valid image of him, yet cannot. What we cannot define or determine is i&I’s dignity. i&I is i&I because he acknowledges the dignity in i-self and in every other i&I. With beautiful simplicity i&I says: “No I may be used by another I only as a means. Each I is an end in I-self.”