Reading Winesburg, Ohio. I'm taking a short break from German having interrupted Im Stahlgewittern aroud midpoint early this week. Again as though it were held compressed, a fantastic release of cognitive energy making fully manifest that perceived balance between the objective and the subjective to which Goethe made the intriguing reference reported in the Gespraeche. Coming to light the process of divestement of the english language to the point were it is incapable of handling reality, and then as always felt anew the realisation that it creates and handles its own reality, what it sets apart, not as its own, but as the only one possible for it.