Samuel Beckett
Digital Manuscript Project
L'Innommable / The Unnamable

MS-HRC-SB-5-10

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Segment 1

[2198.2] on the one side the outside, on the other the inside, that can
be as thin as foil, I'm neither one side nor the other, I'm, I'm
in the middle, I'm in the ^partition, I've two surfaces and no
thickness, pehrpaaps that's what I feel, I feel myself vibrating,
I'm the tympanum, on the one side the skull mind, on the other the
world, I don't belong to either, it's not to me they're talking,
it's not of me they're talking, [2198.3] no, that's not it, I feel nothing
of all that, try something else, herd of swine shites, say something

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Segment 2

[2198.3] else, for me to hear, I don't know [] how, for me to repeat, I don't
know how, what clowns they are, to keep on saying the same thing
when they know it's not the right one, no, they know nothing,
either, they forget, they think they change and they never change,
they'll be there saying the same thing till they die, then perhaps
a little silence, to give till the next gang time to arrives on the
site, I alone am immortal, what can you expect, I can't get born,
perhaps that's their scheme big idea, to keep on saying the same thing,

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[2198.3] generation after generation, till I lose my temper go mad and begin to
sctdream, then they'll say, He's mewled, he's bound to he'll rattle, it's
mathematical, let's get out to hell out of ehere, there's not
point in assisting at waiting for that, oththers need us, for him it's over,
his troubles will be over, he's saved, we've saved him, they're
all the same, they all let themselves be saved, they all let
themselves be born, he was a tough nut, he'll have a brilliant great time, grand time,
a great career, in fury and remorse, he'll never forgive himself, and so

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[2198.3] depart, thus communing, in Indian file, or two by two, along the
seashore, now it's a seashore, on the pebbles shingle, on along the sands,
in the evening air, it's evening, that's all is known, evening,
shadows, somewhere, anywhere, on the earth.

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[2199] My temper Go mad, yes, but
there it is, I'll never lose it what wd. I go mad with, and evening isn't sure either,
it needn't be evening, dawn too bestows long shadows, on all
that is still standing, that's all that matters, only the shadows
matter, with no life of their own, no shape and no respite,
perhaps it's dawn, evening of night, it doesn't matter much,
and so depart, towards my brethren, no, none of that, no brethren,

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Doodle 17
Categories:
Shape, Triangle
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