ABSTRACT
The mythological Sphinx will rise, and Oedipus will suddenly find himself facing her: confronted with her question, to which he wisely responds, but without realizing that this response of his would do no good for anyone, without realizing that his knowledge was only good for something general — ‘Man,’ he responded, as we know — when the point was to know himself, he himself, in the hiddenness of his being. He was indeed hidden — until, totally defenseless, he was exposed into the world — just born, barely awake.
