This chapter is about limits and impossibilities. It is written from the margins of two equally constraining positivities that cannot willingly be transcended, nor perhaps even be fully embraced-the tragic position of those who inhabit that unmapped space where epistemes clash without ever meeting. An in-between that collapses, as a totality, all the disjunctions of the Same
and the Other into the distorted consciousness of a One. A space where two worlds, two languages, two memories see, speak and ﬁght past each other, their respective limits and impossibilities converging in a common point where they are both annihilated, where Foucault’s sense of wonder is doubled on both sidesa limit of two thoughts, a dual impossibility of thought. As a result, no conceptual or linguistic
apparatus is perfectly suited for thinking and writing the words that follow. And perhaps the whole attempt at creating a discursive space that by deﬁnition cannot grasp what lies beyond it is simply futile. The reader’s untamed instinct for epistemic chaos is therefore required to sustain the text beyond its necessary silences.