What is unending in man needs spatial boundaries. So spoken Sarastro in Die Zauberflöte: ‘In diesen heil’gen Mauern, wo Mensch den Menschen libt’.
The unendingness in man makes him possesses a world, but not in the false way of claiming the property of a world compounded of things borrowed from the impersonal and common world. The sense of possessing our life by the mere fact of playing a dominant role over a series of events cannot conceal that the life is not in fact possessed, but shared with other man or things that give birth to those events.
The unendingness substitutes the wide spread of generality, that was sought in philosophy in order to advance the thought to a total comprehension of the world. What has no boundaries apprehends the whole because it does not met any individual fact able of establishing a limit for it.
At the same time, the unendigness that surpasses all the limits seems rather to be a sort of looseness. For this reason, it still needs a simile of a boundary, but not a limit derived from the opposite nature of ending and limited things.
The simile is the spatial boundary. The sacred walls sung by Sarastro as limits of an eternal love, but, in the common life, such spatial limits are constituted by our own spatial nature. An unending feeling which is not thought of as a matter to be inquired into our bodily and spatial existence remains a futile ‘spiritual’ aspiration that subsists mostly in our language. A language that cannot create a world, but only to describe one or to insert itself in other worlds.
Even the religious unending love for God has to be proved by en effort of being adopted in bodily life that is dedicated to virtue.