We are stardust'We are stardust' from which everything, all philosophy, proceeds, atiming and process that is always coming to an end. So we are vast, we arecommunal, every atom from another source, another distance, every atomsilent as to history from which we draw only this, that history is silent,that our micro-histories go against the grain, are retardations, are thesource of pain, of holding back, as if there were beginnings anddemarcations evident in Being, and as if becoming were a universal law. Weare stardust, we have already returned as such; at the edge of theuniverse our faces and bodies live and project, towards that Being andbecoming, we are observers of the cinema of disappearance; it is ourselves