|6.5 For an answer that cannot be expressed the question too cannot be expressed. The riddle does not exist. If a question can be put at all, then it can also be answered.|
|We look into the words of Ludwig Wittgenstein and we see a patent for a propeller design, a paper for Professor Bertrand Russell of Cambridge University, a book review, an elementary school spelling dictionary for the Austrian secondary school system, a published philosophical treatise ninety pages long, a medical article on the clinical diagnosis of traumatic shock, typewritten philosophical lecture notes in a blue wrapper, typewritten lecture notes in a brown wrapper, a published philosophical treatise 200 pages long, many diaries and journals, philosophical drafts and notes kept jumbled in drawers, in a shoebox; postcards and many letters in a wiry, energetic hand ... all scattered by time, editorial fussing, and the decay of things.
We look into the hands of LW and we see a house in Vienna and another in Norway, many kites and aeronautical models, furniture, cultivated monastery flower beds, a bust of a Swiss college coed, medical dressings, jars of skin ointment, a pulse measurement device, prepared sections of biopsied tissue, hardwood floors brushed clean with used damp tea leaves, crusts and crumbs scattered to the birds, a wagging iron poker, and the cuffed ears of Austrian rural schoolchildren who do not understand.
We look into the eyes of Ludwig Wittgenstein and we see an empty, restless flame, penetrating and unresolved, burning on the wick of a human life.