MM T 2759. Sketchbook

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Richard S …

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PAL PAM

last Meal
The Garondists’ last Meal

Gunnar H is
departing in the next few
Days – due to
Revolution

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P A Larsen’s estate like
other important Aristocratic Families
in the Florentine period – which was also
known for its great
Interest in Art –
has had the Means to compensate
Executioners for the Performance of
Villainous services –

P A Larsen wishes
of course to donate the estate for his
Retiring Villains’ life-
long Pension – In which case
one of the Villains S B will
hopefully retire

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This cunning vulgar bedrag-
gled Circle has in fact
been able to tyrannize Kristiania
for 20 Years –

with their Backs against
one another

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I believe I have done Norway
a Favour by driving
a Wedge in this Camarilla
consisting of a click of washed out
Men of letters – drunken offspring
of Wealthy men –

– washed out Men
who have used their knowledge of Jurisprudence
to deceive with cunning and impunity
wherever they could – Rich and poor
– Poor Artists and Students
– Housekeepers and Waiters All of
them spiteful / drunken and bedrag-
gled – always assisting one another
prepared at any time to cast
themselves over a passing Victim –

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Horrible 3 Years were over
New Life new Hat
– His large completed Frieze
hung at the Berlin exhibition

All of the Pictures hung – in
the Secession ’s large front hall.

The Man and the Woman are attracted to
one another – Love’s underground
Cable carries its Power into
Their Nerves –

The wires trussed Their Hearts
Together –

My Words besides –

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There were Kiss Vampire –
– There was Jealousy –

In the middle of the large Picture
I painted the past Summer – I
danced with my first true
Love – it was the Memory
of her –

In comes the smiling light-haired
Woman, who wishes to pluck Love’s
Flower – but it won’t be
plucked –

And on the other Side she
peers dressed in Mourning at the
dancing Couple – an outcast –
as I was exiled – by her Dance

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and in the background furious Hope rages
in crazed Embraces –

then the Scream – … – … –

It ends in the Death image
forever restrained by the Dance of Life –

I travelled Home to my
Garden – new Hope was
revived in me – new Strength –
– I then looked about the little
Garden – and observed the budding
Greenery – observed my Flowers
– my Birds – my Animals and

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my Sky.

I had barely become accustomed
to no longer think
about Madame L – it was now ½ a Year ago
I left her.

I had heard that she
had been living hard in Munich
and that she had once again encountered
Gunnar H – that during the last
Half Year she had frequented
his Room –

– You could have spared
Yourself all that Misery he said
to himself – So easy is it for her to
be comforted –

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That Winter his old Aunt
had been shocked by the
most appalling Letters –

She was on the brink of a
Life and Death Struggle –

I was a Villain a
Scoundrel

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Then he heard from a Friend
that in Munich she had
spread nasty Rumours about
me – that I had lived
off her – used her
Money and left her
like a Crook –

I heard that she had
written Letters to my Family
– and told them that I had behaved
like a Villain – a despicable Villain
whom one could spit in
the Face –

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His three Years were ruined
– He had arrived like
a wandering Balladeer at
the affluent Woman’s Door –

Open up Your Gate he had
said – You are pretty – I am
weary and lovesick – Will You
serve me from Your Abundant
table of Love –

Sit dear Bard the affluent
Woman had [said] – Help Yourself
from my table of Love – and so
he ate to his Heart’s content – but
there was Venom in the Food – and
He sat at the Table together
with Death, Illness and Venom

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For her You have indeed
ruined 3 years of your Life –
– He rarely left his
Garden –

Summer arrived – with its
intense colours – Vivid green
against vivid blue – vivid
yellow against vivid Red.

The City’s brightly dressed Women
came and filled it –

Backfisch filled the
Streets – and the fields
like large red and white and
yellow Flowers –

The Fishermen and Villagers
retreated more into the background –

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The summer night settled white
and golden – light and semi-dark
over the motley Colours –
and the People walked in pairs
– Men and Women and lovers –
The brightly dressed Women of
the City soon gathered in large Groups
– conversed together and bantered
– like a great bouquet of Flowers
– The men stood in lines in
more black dark apparel – and
observed them as though ready for the Attack –
– In pairs they sat by
the Boulder on the Beach

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beyond it lay the Fjord in a blue
Veil and long Waves drew
themselves Up against the Boulder and burst
– Out yonder Golden Sailboats glided
slowly on a little Breeze –

Boats carrying Men and Women like
multi-coloured Flowers in
elongated Bowls – Music and
Laughter were audible –

Above hung the golden Moon

– A golden Column lay in
the Water quivering in the Waves

– yet behind this the Life
of Big city Folk flowed

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like a Current Side by Side
[with] the Life of the Residents

– I had been living for a long time
secluded in my Garden
when the young Painter C . came down –
– You must get out he said and
observe People You are too quiet.
– There is considerable – Commotion – here
– and then he began to
frequent the Village Hotels and
the Spirits Store –

– Aasgårdstrand had
gained a new Institution – a
Police officer –

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The new Man was a proud sight
in his Uniform –

He stood most often in the Square
with left Hand on his Hip
– looking like Napoleon the Third –

Occasionally one saw him
with a bloody Eye –

I have had a little Scuffle he
says –

That meant that he had been
intoxicated –

Aside from that he boasted of his
Heroic deeds as a Policeman

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Midsummer Eve S and I were
sitting on the Hotel’s Veranda
sipping a Highball

The City lay in a white Dreamy
Veil with its modest
white Houses – and that
pale violet Water –

The Chestnuts stood with their large
Candles in full bloom –

– Well if it isn’t
Hogshead said C . – he’s
been around to the Hotels and now
he’s on his way here –

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He’s good and soused now –
and there is the Police officer
he too is headed in this direction –

That’s how he was Hogshead – he had travelled for
3 Years in China – and set
aside a pretty Sum of Money –
– while out there he Often
thought about that
Severine here in Aasgaardstrand
– He was wont to take
many a Swig in the Ports
of the sea of China – and

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to have a look at the Chinese ladies
as well – but he sang oh
Christine out there – Oh Christine
You are my Viv – and he
thought about her constantly –

It would be a Festive occasion when
he finally returned home – he
thought –

He returned home this Spring
– and his pretty Christine
had undergone transformations in her hull –
he noticed – Oh – Christine
what has happened to You the way You

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look in your Rigging –

So Hogshead went from the Spirits store
to Hotel V. and to Hotel
– and everywhere he imbibed
– He returned home drunk and
– then he cried pitifully –
Oh my Christine – who the Devil
– who has done this –

And then he proceeded to inquire
‘bout him everywhere – if anyone
knew ‘im – and he drank
with them all – for there
were many who had taken
an interest

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He suspected the Policeman
– but – nothing came of
Anything – there was no Answer
to be had –

So he drank up his Money
so the Gold and Silver ran off
him – and with a more flushed and stupefied
expression he stared into space –

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The Policeman and Hogshead
were walking to and fro –
when a file of brightly clad
Backfisch strolled by laughing

Then bonfires were lit in the
Hills – and – Accordian
music could be heard –

The summer night threw a gentle
Veil over it all –

Heaven knows if she will come
Miss L said C . –

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– She has threatened often –

– I have a Hunch that
she might said Brandt –
I flinch every time I see
a Female – who is tall said
Brandt –

Out of the blue a Newspaper
was started in the Village Aasgaardsreien –
– A literary Elite had
arisen amongst the residents of
the Village –

It was headed by the Police officer

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and the Merchant S .

It was said that Police officer Pedersen
had his Eye on the pretty
young Merchant’s daughter –

She was Young in her first bloom
and Pedersen was over 40 and had
a Wife and Children –

Yet Police officer Pedersen had
his Uniform mind you – and stood
firmly on his Feet when he
wasn’t staggering – and he was a
crafty Don Juan – Besides the
Summer evenings were so dreamy
and sultry – and the scent of kelp and the Sea
– Spruce and blooming Chokecherry –
led the Mind to thoughts of love –

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Aasgaardsreien was published – in a
little square Format –
– There were Poems – and Politics
and Police officer Pedersen ’s Heroic deeds

There was a Poem by a Backfisch
– When I peer into the depths of the Sea
– it is as if I catch sight of
Life’s mysteries – Life’s profound
Mysteries – with the beautiful
Surface above –

Oh My Mystery – My
Sea My Life – unfathomable –

And the Villagers sniggered and made fun

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of the Paper and the Residents enjoyed
themselves immensely –

In the Morning I walked towards
the Woods – first along the Road with
the small serene Houses on
either Side – in the Gardens with
blooming Cherry trees – and Flowers
and Vegetation –

There I greeted all the sweet
Little children – their Voices
were like a refreshing Drink in my
sick Mind – Their large Eyes
– a beautiful bygone World
I had once inhabited – Their delightful

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spring scampering a
Sight for sore Eyes –

And the Little girls – how they were like
Women and the Little boys how they were like Men –
– the Little girls – shy impish –
graceful and wily –

The Boys – awkward – arrogant – naive
and bold – they shuffled about
obeying Nature’s Law –

– and then the Forest began – the
young Nascent wood – light green
Small spruces – like small church spires –
taller and more robust until the Forest
appeared like a great sacral

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Church – Trunks upon Trunks
– Pillers upon Pillers – and the Birds
provided the Music –

And my Thoughts turned to other Days
the selfsame Spring days I had
romped here with the light-blue
Madame T Here where Nature
became a Celebration of Spring
with her – until Habit and
Autumn arrived – and coloured Nature
a blood-tinted Scream –
and then again and again my
Thoughts return to the most recent one
who had become the black Angel of my Life
– Thoughts that tore my Heart asunder
with Remorse, Despair – Compassion

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Agony and Abhorrence –

And my thoughts rose and fell
now in Self-recrimination – now
in desperate Abhorrence – Have I
brought her to Hell’s Fire?

And am I Guilty even though
it had been a mutual Agreement –
– And if she meant it
in earnest had I not advised
her to be a little patient –
Until Calm and Health returned –

And had she not danced
at my Sickbed – thrown herself
into the Arms of Friends and Foes
– spit upon and disparaged me

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Kristian Krohg
had formerly been a stout
Fellow – a bit foppish –

Now he was a
slimy – soft-horned
Snail – who carried a
Brothel on his Back
In this Brothel were
Procurers
and Procuresses

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Without compassion seen me
tormented and afflicted before her Eyes –
– And was it not my Aim
that I thought I must sacrifice everything
[for] my Work my Art
– and was it not her Obligation
to sacrifice herself for her Beloved’s
Art –

I walked back to the Village
and greeted Acquaintances Fishermen
and Children – Morten Dammen
the Cottages – Police officer Pedersen –
and Hogshead was also there –
Flushed he approaches
me near the Spirits Store

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Here let us have a Drink – Very well
I said –

To your health we – both said –
– Listen Here he said – Do You know
Severine – No I said

He peered searchingly at me –
apprehensive – and inquiring –

Then with a Squint in his Eyes –

You don’t know Severine –

No I said –

Yes Severine he said – but said
no more –

Then he went out to meet
Pedersen – singing oh Women
Duplicity in them abides –

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Then I took a Sailing trip with that
Daft Swede – who now and
then moored here with his Boat
– Out in the Silver white
Shaft of sunlight– the mother of pearl
Land of the Sun facing the mouth of the Sea –
– Here I felt healthier
My mind more tranquil – as though I was sailing
into the Kingdom of the Sun –
and the Daft one sang with an
oddly low melancholy
Voice – I travelled to America

to gather Gold for Thee
– and later stood on
the Quay uttering the following Words
Here I am with Gold for Thee
You are the Gold of my Heart

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Later Carsten and I chewed the fat up at
the Hotels and I went home late
– by the House belonging to Hogshead and Severine
a Spectacle could be heard –

I’m warnin’ Ya Officer Pedersen – Ya
better watch out –

I have lighted the Glass
lantern – and Severine and I
were ‘bout to have us a nice time
– and then You show up – Ya better
Watch out –

But the next Day Officer
Pedersen stands in the Square with
a Bloody Eye –

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One fetched the Mail
At Midday – One always
waited half an hour in front of
the little whitewashed Post Office with
the Chestnut tree above the entrance –
All the Village Guests – greeted one another
– it was colourful and resplendent there
with the bright
Bathing guests’ radiant Colours –
– There one greeted the Doctor and his Wife
– Ladies and Gentlemen –
– There one heard the latest news –
Have You heard – Morten Dammen
is dead – The Old hunchbacked
Fisherman – who looked like a brown
Boulder – What he died of

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no one knew –

– One Woman recounted – he had
felt pain –

He lay for three Days then
he could no longer lie – but
knelt with his Head down on the Bed –
– Then he said – I don’t understand
what is going on – then he died
– Then he jolted upright –

Madame D . dead –
– Shot in Tiflis by a Lover.
– Madame D … whom he had
Escorted to the Steamboat that time
he met Madame L – Whom he had
Envied with her Children and

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He liked being in the Garden most of all
where he could be alone
undisturbed with his thoughts –

The Painter C – came now and then You must
get out – he said – get your fill of pretty
Women – You will become old like this –
– Carsten was a gifted Painter
– very amusing – entertaining –
mostly spiteful – Once in a while I went
out with him and binged –

– Now he meandered here undisturbed
amongst his Trees –

– Was is not Nemesis after all –
was is not god –

– It was immaterial what
Name this enigma was given –

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But what was the Transgression then
– He loved everything in this
Garden unperturbed – wildly – the animals – Bees
Trees Flowers – And did they not
Follow [Nature’s] Laws – ?

– God is Unity –
All is one – primal light – electricity
– everything burns –
Humans Animals Plants –
– Trees – they radiate like
Flames from the Earth –
Even in Stones there is Fire –
If one strikes a Stone – it
emits Fire – unreleased Energy
All is Life – even in the Stone’s

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Hard Mass –

Even in the Stone there is Will –

– In Humans the Human
Will exists already in
the Embryo – in Man’s Desire and
Woman’s Abandonment –

– In the Stone the Will is to achieve Form
Crystallisation

– Everything is in us – and we are in everything –

– The smallest unit splits into smaller parts
the largest gather into one great
Unity –

The Earth is a living Cell and
we are Microorganisms – on its surface –
– God is in us and we are in God –

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Picture Women in the Garden

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We sin against the Unity when
we sin against the Law of Unity –
– and is not Experience
preserved in the Bible’s ancient
truths –

And is not Christ – Son of
this these Truths –

A Trace of this Unity –
– And if we do not follow these
Laws – do we not then experience Hell
in our beings – and do we not have a Trace in us

He walked about his Blooming
Garden and observed this lavish
overflowing Life – and thought about
his Inner self a Desert thirsting for

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Repose in the Unfolding of the Law –
the Law to reproduce – oneself –
to bear Fruit –

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He gave a start – up there
by the House stood a Woman – with
bowed Head –

– It was Miss D – but at first
he had thought it was
Miss L – She resembled her in
her Bowed Head

– And he knew that she lived
together with Miss L –

And he understood that it was Because of
her

– I know why You came
he said –

Come in and have a seat –

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They sat Next to one another –
– I know why You are here
he said –

– Yes she said – I was sent by
her – Go to her –

I cannot – it has to
end – It is impossible –

– She loves You so – she
said –

– Yes but the whole thing is
impossible – It is too much for me
it would be Hell the way it
was – I have been tormented to death for
3 Years – And when one is not in love
– why should one marry

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She is not thinking about that any longer
she said – she requests very
little merely to be together
with You – to see You –

– But what for what for exclaimed B
writhing in Anguish –

It is too much for me – it will
only be Hell and bad for us
both –

Look at me here – can You
see I am rather happy as far
as I can be – it was
Hell for both of us I cannot
begin all over again – and I must say
she was wicked towards me

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Miss D . – sat still –

Oh I have a terrible feeling – it
will turn out badly –

– I cannot do more said B. decisively
– it is impossible –
– And Miss D. left –
– And Brandt was left with Doubt and
Anxiety – No end to it – Has
she not amused herself for 4 Years
– lived with G H – and others –
spread the most terrible Rumours about
him – and now once more –

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– He sat on the Seashore
– the long gentle Waves floated
in toward the Boulder and burst one
after the other – They reflected the Sky’s
white Clouds – a glossy
shining Surface but
underneath the small bands of Waves
green Boulders were visible – dark
strange Shapes – A view of
a new World under there –

It was the Backfisch’s Ode to
the Sea – Life with its Mysteries
– and its clear mirrored Surface –

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The Days passed in this manner –

One Day Bødtker is standing in the Garden
– Dark sinister Countenance – one
of the Bohemian’s Circle – [which] he
more or less had joined –

I know why You have come
I said – let us sit –
With his intense shrill
Voice he thus proceeded –

I tell You You must speak
to her – This will be her demise

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I met … one early Spring
when everything around me was in love I
saw and understood that she was experienced
in Life – she was 30 Years old and well-off

– I made a few Advances towards her
as one does when the Blood
is effervescent – But I did not touch
her – it was not until one day at
a lively Champagne party she gave
that she propelled the relationship into existence – and
I can rightfully say that she propelled it into existence –

– I broke down seriously ill
immediately afterward – overworked
as I already was after a miserable
and long Artist’s life –

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One Night in a high Fever she
comes up to my Room with
drunken Painters – and dances –

I became very ill –

Did I believe she loved me – actually
– It was a Relationship built
on a clear Understanding – between adult
human beings – Do You wish to
be a part of this Relationship as a Friend –

For I am not able to love – and
marry – a Love for life it is
not –

I will travel abroad – have finally
received funds – and will work for

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my Art –

She remains entrenched in my
Hotel –

I am still in poor health –
am not getting better –

A life begins that is filled
with Misery Scenes, Tears –
Rage – Compassion –

– Until I say let us be
separated from one another – let me collect
myself – and let us see –

She is in the Arms of that
revoltingly obese G. H.

Well – then it is possible
it is finished –

I barely begin to

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recover – when she throws herself at me
again Tears – Scenes – Rage –
Compassion – I travel in [a state of]
Despair and Insomnia to a
Sanatorium – My Sleep has vanished
– She travels to Berlin –
– Then I received a Letter in which
she recounts that she is
on the brink of Death – overtaken by
Consumption –

In hopeless Desperation –
at a loss as to what I should
do – I make the trip to visit her sick
as I was – and allow her to finance
the Trip – the wealthy Woman
– Penniless and deprived as I was
In Desperation I write and proposed Marriage

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I meet her Abroad
healthy – hence a Lie the Consumption

I suspected Deceit –

We travelled to Italy – in order to see
what I could do – I break
down again – and flee to
a nerve Sanatorium in Norway –
Reclusive, insomniac – until I
little by little after 1½ Years
have gradually recovered –

– I have Since heard a great deal
about her – She has lived
wildly everywhere – in the most vile manner
circulated slander about me to my Friends
– and even claimed that I had used her
Money

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She has incited a Romanian
to assassinate me –

– For Years She has embittered
the Lives of my poor aging Aunt –
and my sister –

I do not love her –
and I never will –

If she is as You say totally
changed – I shall again attempt
to help her –

But this time everything shall be clarified once
and for all –

Everything that I have told You

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You will tell her –

Everthing is useless if this
is not made clear –

If I am to help her – then
she must be sure to take what I
can give her – and she must
give in to my Will –

– If You promise this – then I shall
make an attempt –

I give you my
Word. I will make an attempt one more time

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She and I we are not
born under the same Conditions –
I in a poor Home – and with Hereditary
Disease –

She the youngest pampered Daughter
in an affluent Home –

– Healthy and hale
– she was given everything –

Two of Mankind’s most terrible
Enemies were my legacy – The legacies
of Consumption and of Mental Illness –
Disease and Insanity and Death
were the black Angels that stood
by my Cradle

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A Mother who died early – gave me
the seed of Consumption – a distraught – Father
religiously pious verging on Madness –
from an old Lineage – gave me
the Seeds of Insanity –

– From Birth – the Angels of Angst
– Sorrow – Death stood by
my Side followed me outdoors when
I played – followed me under the Spring
Sun – during Summer’s Splendour –

– They stood by my Side in the Evening
when I closed my Eyes –
and threatened me with Death Hell and
eternal Damnation –

And it often happened that
I woke up in the Night – and

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stared in wild Fear out into the Room

Am I in Hell –

Illness followed me throughout
my entire Childhood and Youth –
– The germ of Consumption planted its blood-red Banner
victoriously on my white Hand-
kerchief – And my Beloved [family members] died
One after the Other –

One Christmas I lie 13 Years
Old – the Blood pours out
of my Mouth – the Fever
rages in my Veins – Angst
shrieked inside of me

Now right now in the next Second
I shall stand in front of my Judge – and
You shall be sentenced to eternal damnation –

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He was saved – but his Youth
was worm-eaten – and Doubt – Angst
and Illness – followed him

– There he stood alone in
Life – with broken Spirit
– He had become accustomed
to the Thought of not
marrying. Nor did he have
the Right – should he create
– a Diseased Home in the World –
Should his Youth be lived over
again?

– As a Painter – even less – Art
– the only Goal –
– But he felt – he could
find a Woman – who could

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be important to him – outside of Marriage.
– The Bohemian period came with its
free Love – God – and everything [else] were overthrown
– everyone raging in a wild crazy
Dance of Life – a blood-red Sun hung
in the Sky – the Cross was empty –

– But I could not liberate myself
from Mortal fear – and the constant
Thought of Life –

– Then an experienced Worldly woman appeared
and I received the Baptism of Fire –
I was subjected here to the whole
Disaster of Love, Bødtker
– and I was for several Years nearly
mad – the Terrible face of
Mental Illness – reared its warped Head

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You know my Picture Scream –
I was overwrought – to the extreme –
Nature shrieked in my Blood – my Wire
was about to burst – when a blond
woman aided me with her Spring smile –

– You know my Pictures and
know that I have experienced every feeling – –

– After that I gave up Hope
of being able to love –

But it is then I meet this Woman
– wealthy pampered – healthy – irresponsible –
– I believe I knew her –

From when she was quite little ran about
in Homansbyen’s Back courtyards – scheming –
– a spiteful red-haired little Thing –

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Always goading the Boys into fighting each other
– pulling her Girlfriends’ Hair –
– Always half-drowning in Toys
– which she broke into pieces –

Screeching when she did not get
a Doll – destroying the Doll when
she has gotten it –

– And then she received an Allowance from the time she
was 15 Years old – travelled abroad and yet
she still has this Backyard life –

Schemed – lied – Howled when
she did not get the large Doll
the Man – Destroying it when
she possessed it –

– I believe that if I had loved
her she would have discarded me herself

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Such is the Impression I
have gotten of her – during these three Years –
– And she is liberal with her gifts – Bødtker
Wealthy folks’ Gifts are dual
Theft – first the Money is stolen then
one steals People’s Hearts –
– She gave Money away everywhere
in large Sums in Berlin in Munich
– and here – She had an
Entourage of Friends – who were
prepared to help her –
– They became my Hangmen

– Her Countenance reveals
everything –

You know my Picture –
three Women –

The Spring woman with golden locks – the Whore – and Grief

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Her Smile – which from the alluring
Smile of Spring was intended to become the Mother’s smile
the Smile of contentment –

A Mistress’s – Grimace of a smile –
–the Mask’s bloody Smile of contentment –
– An Actress in Life’s Theatre –
– and the Visage of Grief or the Night has
become a frightful Medusa Head image –

– I feared this
Face from the first Moment –

– But Compassion contrived
through Tears and Reproaches
to ensnare me

– I felt it as my Duty to
allow myself to be tortured by her
– until the Crisis was over –

– I wished to help her overcome

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the terrible Foe Love’s
Mental affliction – the one she had for me
– and Consumption – which threatened her
– I became Ill – and Insanity
once again reared its Head in
me – She was healed at least
of the Illness – and I must believe
that Time will help her overcome this
other matter –

Bødtker – I was exhausted in the
extreme – The bow cannot stand any more
Tension do You hear – You
are Responsible

I do not think I have the Right to marry
You have given Your Word of Honour that all
this will be explained and that she will abide by the Conditions –

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It was Late Summer – and the Trees bore
Fruit – I had promised to
come and speak with her
– Like a threatening Apparition I
imagined it –

and he postposed and postponed it in order to
be able to prepare himself –

For it was a matter of Life and Death
Either or – Either she is
a changed Person – or it is
Death –

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A Woman’s Smile – is threefold –
Spring Summer Winter –
Alluring like Spring – in sweet Expectation
fragrant – shy and – lovely
seductive – like the birdsong of Spring
and Field Flowers –

– Summer’s intoxicated Smile – over
the burgeoning Fruit – the Mother’s Smile of Contentment
Winter’s, Grief’s Death’s Smile
solemn and painful like the Elixir
of Death – the Consummation of Life –

The Caricature is of the Maitress –
The perpetual Smile – the
eternally seductive Smile – the Smile of
Seduction and the Victorious Smile – Victory over
the Man – which also resembles the Smile
of the Jew – the enactment of a coup –
the bloody Smile –

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Then the Mother’s proud, content smile
disappeared –

But Winter’s, Grief’s,
Solemnity’s Smile – became the Medusa
head’s terrible Doomed Smile –
The appalling Grimace of
Disaster, Grief Atrocity –

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The Power of Money –

From the time she was 15
– when as a naughty gire
from Homansby she as a Child had
goaded – played – schemed amongst
the City’s Back Courtyards – Boys and Girls – as a 15-Year-Old
when she received her Allowance
left this Traffic from Childhood days –

– She learned early to exploit
the Money for her Intrigues

She was utterly given to
dispensing it –

Nothing is more repulsive than
wealthy folks’ Handouts – It is
Theft – The Rich man is doubly a

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Thief – first he has stolen
the Money and then he steals
People’s Hearts with his Handouts –

She gave away money at Christmas and Easter
and Donations on other Days – and Flowers
– and she had an entourage of Friends
bought for a trifle

– She constantly felt
wronged – Because she had
been accustomed to – merely
pointing to a Thing in order to
get it –

She alone had the right to
love – or kiss – the Man
who kissed was always one … –
– When someone kissed her then
he became an object for her Whims
– otherwise he was a Villain who

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would pay with his blood –

Those who loved her she soon
tired of – those
who did not love her – she had
the Right to destroy –
and her Money and her
Body as well which she
readily offered for the purpose if
her Revenge could be appeased –
provided her continuously with
ready Hangmen –

And she knew she could
permit herself anything – for, even though
she created the worst Scandals –

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– She had an Angel’s face
at the ready – a penitent Woman’s
Expression – – and with her cold
Hand could bestow from her
Money purse –

After having destroyed a
Painter who was considered the
best in the land – with her
Vulgar Schemes – she knew
what she would do –

she married a
mediocre Talent – Acquired some
Pictures here and there –

And moreover she was interesting –
by virtue of that “Sad Story” with the
the poor Genius – and she became
an illustrious Martyr for Art
– a generous Patroness of Art

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Man is of a dreamy
Nature – In his Dreams he garners
the Virility to impregnate
Woman – who is always watchful
in order to receive
Man’s Virility –

Man is the Dreamer Child
and God – hence the Courageous

Woman is Earth – the apprehensive one
always prepared for impregnation when
the Man wishes – Apprehensive that the
Impregnation shall occur at the right
Time – and apprehensive that the Seed should
thrive – Hence Woman’s countless
Lies and Deceptions –

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The Caricature of a Man is
thus the Dreamer who walks
on the Edge of a Gable and falls
down at the Mention of his Name
the Caricature of a Woman is
a Whore who always Day and Night
takes care to outwit the Man
– and cause him to Fall

Thus Woman is also the
most patient