It's the wanting trying to grab hold of rather than the actual grabbing hold of that is the IS of the THING.
(Uit Água Viva van Clarice Lispector:
Let me tell you: I’m trying to seize the fourth dimension of this instant-now so fleeting that it’s already gone because it’s already become a new instant-now that’s also already gone. Every thing has an instant in which it is. I want to grab hold of the is of the thing. … I want to possess the atoms of time. And to capture the present, forbidden by its very nature: the present slips away and the instant too.)
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