History...

Beyond Escheatology's tea leaf readings of history's patternings, therein endures the question: what,alas, makes historicity possible? Like an iron-willed paraplegic-- A mortally wounded soldier, in last gasps, who waves his comrades on saying, 'I can't. I can go no further. Leave me behind to...' I cannot. I am no longer able. It is no longer possible for me to... It is impossible... And so, What is 'IT'? Isn't 'it' the possibility for 'I' to be, to exist, to continue? My being, as possibility... my continued, ongoing (assumed, taken for granted), futural being... Suggesting that the 'I' that I 'am' is an ongoing opening to a futural horizon...of tomorrow's or next moment's possibleness. And if Death is the absolute, non-negotiable impossibility of any future possibility (as Me just being myself)-- no further chance for 'I' to continue-- then all that constitutes History's Grand Sum...dwells and resides within the historicity of my own impossibility of possibility. Is the 'I' that I 'am' the historicizing  of historicity, which thereby makes possible the impossibility of possibility? And can the inevitable specter of my total non-existence and extinction of my being of myself-- the self that I am-- somehow shed light on the self that I am [my life itself] as possibility? Is it possible that someone spiked the punch with shrooms? --G-man767 Written January 1st, 2002 © on Dec 31 2001 09:35 PM PST    0 • 11