Movements leave impressions externally and internally. They impress upon the world a part which belongs to the world, a component of its structure of which, without it, nothing would be what it is. Within one’s self, movement is that being-close-to-the-self which is torn away in order that it can be itself, recognize itself, and transcend the nothingness that lies within to the something that unfolds without.
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