And how good was the anguish

Abstract

In anguish one goes inhospitablely. That is, you are not at home. The “before what” of anguish is not an intramundane entity, is indeterminate. This indeterminacy is not a mere absence of determination but “the essential impossibility of being determined.” Anguish makes clear the nothingness, the nothingness that we are at that moment. In an-guish there is neither me nor you, we are in suspense, there is one in suspense