The Signs

When encountering signs we often feel oppressed. Signs themselves, though, are neither dangerous nor evil. That’s just our longing for understanding, and giving each thing a name, that hurts. We must distinguish between signs and symbols. Symbols are here to represent, they always link one thing to another. Similarly, signs lead to something, but we never find out to where. Signs, as opposed to symbols, disturb. Symbols, on the other hand, could be explained. A sign could be read like an omen. According to the law of physics we begin to grasp the point always just in the moment when is already too late. A psychological explanation of signs (i.e. subjectivization) is cowardice. Signs bring us real messages, on a plane impalpable by other means. Signs can lead us, despite the fact that they remain incomprehensible. Signs are born out of chaos. Substance demands freedom of speech, too. Our world has been perforated by signs. Nothing would happen if we overlooked some of them. We even fail to notice most of them, just like a hunter in the woods who misses most of the prey. Disaster is, when we fail or refuse to read them at all. What are the signs good for? To those who ask such questions for nothing.