He is here now, but that’s really not where he wants to be. He just wanted to come, but where he arrived he does not want to be. René Girard says that man cannot follow the command resounding everywhere: “Follow me!” without getting immediately thrown back to an inexplicable “Do not imitate me!” In him it all converges into one, he is he and at the same time all possible imitations of himself. But whereto this only one who cannot be imitated and does not need to imitate himself since he is here and always has been here, like God who is what he will be, this one and only. I am sorry but this is how I see it, he will soon be gone again. For he does not want to be where he could be, just as he could not imitate anyone, not just because there was no role model, there could not be anyone he could model himself on (let’s be hon-est: God might have created him, but since he himself is God, he must have created himself, based on no model and it is already a humiliation that he himself should be a model. Nobody can be like him), no, there could not have been any model. The only thing left for him to do is disappear. And that is what he will do. He might say, here I am again, I will be here again, but he will be gone again. He will decide that. He is the one and the other and he is nothing.