ABSTRACT
Now chimes the glass, a note of sweetest strength, It clouds, it clears, my utmost hope it proves, For there my longing eyes behold at length A dapper form, that lives and breathes and moves.
Goethe, Faust
(Ultimately) the world of 'being" can function to the exclu sion of the mother. No need for mother - provided that there is something of the maternal: and it is the father then who acts a s - is - th e mother. Either the woman is passive; or she doesn't exist. What is left is unthinkable, unthought of. She does not enter into the oppositions, she is not coupled with the father (who is coupled with the son).
