Digital Manuscript ProjectL'Innommable / The Unnamable

[2232] all we need now and to complete the elements,
xxx no, I'm forgetting fire, unusual hell
when you come to think of it, perhaps it's
paradise, perhaps it's the earth, perhaps it's
the shore of an shores of an underground lake,
you scarcely breathe, under the earth, you
scarcely breathe, just enough but you breathe,
it's not certain, you see nothing, hear
[2232] nothing, you hear the long kiss of dead water
and mud, up above at less than a score of
fathoms men come and go, you dream on
them, in your long dream there's a place for
the waking, you wonder fr how you know all
you know, you even see grass, the grass of
dawn, a little grey with dew, not as xxx
so ruined as all that, my eyes, they are they
are not mine, mine are done, they don't even
weep any more, they open and close by the
force of habit, fifteen minutes x exposure,
fifteen minutes shutter, like the owl
in the cooped in the a grotto in Battersea Park,
Battersea Park, that strikes a chord, ah
? (funérailles) [ADDITION]Addition on page
24vGod's death , will I never stop wanting
a life for myself?
[2232] are
[2235]
Yes, a head, but solid, solid bone, and
you buried in it, like a fossil in the rock.
[2236]
But I Perhaps there go I after all.[2237] I can't
go on in any case.[2238] But I must go on.[2239] I'll
go on.[2240] Air, air, I'll seek air, air in time,
the air of time, and in space, in my head,
that's how I'll be able to go on.
[2241] That's All very
well, but the voice is failing, it's the first time,
no, that's as old as the hills, [ADDITION]Addition on page
24vI've been through that, it has even stopped,
many a time, that's how it will end again,
I'll go silent, for want of air, then the air
will come back and I'll start again.[2242] My voice.
[2243]
The voice.[2244] Yes, I don't hear it so well.[2248] I'm
going silent.[2249] Not being able to hear No longer hearing this voice,
that's what I call going silent.[2250] That's to say
I'll hear it still, if I listen hard.[2251] I'll listen
hard.[2252] Listening hard, that's what I call
going silent.[2253] I'll hear it still, broken, faint,
unintelligible, if I listen hard.
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