Stumbling Along a Bridge Named Desire

We exist as a bridging between two inexhaustible indeterminacies: representation and motion. And the name of this bridging is desire.

I'm not sure I understand or believe what I've just written, but I like the way it sounds. Need to ponder on this for a while. Is there some word, probably German, that means both bridge and bridging?

If it's a bridge, it's a rope bridge that constantly sways and whose ends are always in motion, scrabbling with transitory holds, a grasping which is always loose.

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