A Trace is the footprint in the sand, or a mark of an absence which the object that has gone elsewhere leaves behind.
A Trace is that which remains behind, and unless erased, subsequent blows will produce not more blisters, but sores.
The Trace is the part played by the radically other within the structure of difference that is the sign.
The Trace is always there to be discovered. Nothing passes away, or rather, nothing passes away without leaving a trace. Every step we take, however small, has significance for our present and our future existence.
The Trace is the distancing required in the deconstruction of the metaphysics of presence, whereby presence is proximity.
The Trace is appearance of a nearness, however far removed the thing that left it behind may be. The aura, by contrast, is appearance of a distance, however close the thing that calls it forth. In the trace, we gain possession of the thing... in the aura, it takes possession of us.