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But although we have looked for the hypostasis and not consciousness, we have found consciousness. Hypostasis, an existent, is a consciousness, because consciousness is localized and posited, and through the act without transcendence of taking a position it comes to being out of itself, and already take refuge in itself from Being in itself.

This is the most profound paradox in the concept of freedom: its synthetic bond with its own negation. A free being alone is responsible, that is, already not free.

But in its initiating contact, an instantaneous maturity invades it; it puts its pin in itself and is caught in its own game. It weights itself. It is a being and not a dream, not a game. An instant is like a breathlessness, a panting, an effort to be. The freedom of the present finds a limit in the responsibility for which it is the condition.

The present, free with respect to the past, but a captive of itself, breathes
the gravity of being in which it is caught up. For there is a gravity in the heart of the present, despite its break with the past. The fatality which bears down upon the present does not weigh it down like heredity, and is not imposed on it because it was born without having chosen its birth. The present is pure beginning.

Malebranche om ständigt skapande, oförmågan till självgenerering.

Hypostasen av den andre = dne andre som ansiktet av den andre = skapelsen som Guds ansikte. Jag är en idiot. Detta borde jag ha sett.

The antithesis of position is not the freedom of a subject suspended in the air, but the destruction of the subject, the disintegration of the hypostasis. It is announced in emotion. Emotion is what overwhelms.

Consciousness comes out of rest, out of a position, out of this unique relationship with a place. Position is not added to consciousness like an act that it decides on; it is out of position, out of an immobility, that consciousness comes to itself. It is commitment to being which consists in maintaining itself in the uncommittedness of sleep. Consciousness "has" a base, it "has" a place

Consciousness appeared to stand out against the there is by its ability to forget and interrupt it, by its ability to sleep. Consciousness is a mode of being, but, in taking up being, it is a hesitation in being.