This article on the theme of the other and on the dialogue between us and the other, goes against the grain of previous anthropological studies and demonstrates, with a typically nihilistic accent, not only the total absence of the other, but the absolute impossibility of dialogue and of any relationship between us and others, between body and consciousness. Before we even embark and depart for remote, almost primitive or non-Western lands and populations, we must retrace our steps and observe our imprint to understand what really exists for us: this bodily shadow that the sun casts behind us is it our body or this one (and ourselves), foreign to the world and to our conscience, are only illusion? "The shadow of a dream is the man" Pindar already said and this article recovers the truth repeating that the other is us and that we are solitude.