The nearest* as other would allow no precedent to draw or to announce its

silhouette Absolving itself from every essence, from every type, from every
resemblance, the nearest, first to arrive, concerns me for the first time (be it old
awareness, old friend, old love, implied for years within my fabric of relations), in a
contingency for which the a priori is excluded. Confirming no description that is
given in advance the nearest concerns me in its exclusive singularity, that is not an
appearance Its extreme singularity is precisely assignation: it assigns me before I
can design it.

(*or next, or neighbour)


The simple look of the other who judges me. In that thematisation, the plasticity of
an object the form covers and protects the self apparently exposed to a critique.