A manifesto represents a stand—not a movement. It is a performance for something, a cause, e.g.
Ekleipsis is a movement toward Nothing, a performance that disappears itself.
Manifestos are written by people who want you to think that they and their ideas are important.
Ekleipsis is a book that cannot be found written by a person who did not live.
A manifesto longs for believers and followers who will convert a new way of thinking into a tradition.
Ekleipsis elicits the strange discomfort of an empty house.
A manifesto steps out of a shadow and announces itself, its existence, its importance.
Ekleipsis is a shadow of a shadow; something that is nothing; you may not see it, hear it, touch it, taste it or smell it and the more that you think about it, the further away it becomes.
A manifesto calls to action even as it digs its foundation.
Ekleipsis is neither here nor there; it is somewhere else: an averting of the eyes, a robin on the wire.
A manifesto serves as an example, and its writers and their further creations will be molded and informed by this example.
Ekleipsis emerges from nowhere as proof that there is more to this life than we have yet imagined.
The writers of a manifesto think of themselves as providing useful knowledge they have discovered for the public to whom that knowledge was hidden, unknown, unthought.
Ekleipsis claims no secret knowledge with which to unravel the world; hence, the world is your toaster.
The people behind a manifesto form an exclusive club that they want you to notice but that you may never join.
Ekleipsis holds no meetings, no parties, no events; they are unfamiliar with one another. If you are elsewhere, you might be one.
A manifesto states its writers’ beliefs, principles, aims, and goals.
Ekleipsis is a question that may be responded to but unanswered; the lack of a healthy sense of doubt is the hope-killer.
A manifesto makes statements and lays down rules meant to be followed.
Ekleipsis is an open book full of empty pages telling your life story.
A manifesto is a monument meant to conquer time and whose undeserved certainty ensures its eventual failure.
Ekleipsis is a soft blowing wind that passes by and is slowly forgotten forever.
A manifesto is an attempt to satisfy the longing for understanding, knowledge, and truth.
Ekleipsis is a longing to be elsewhere, to be otherwise, to go on longing for longing itself.
A manifesto says, “There is hope and I know what it is! I have written it down here for you…”
Ekleipsis says, “There is hope but nobody knows what it is because it is always somewhere else but for the hope of going on hoping.”
{ } VK Arkiv