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29.09.2018; ink / paper; DIN A 4

This is the place of woe, here groan the dead;
Huge Tityus o'er nine acres here is spread.
Fruitful for pain th' immortal liver breeds,
Still grows, and still th' insatiate vulture feeds.
Poor Tantalus to taste the water tries,
But from his lips the faithless water flies:
Then thinks the bending tree he can command,
The tree starts backwards, and eludes his hand.
The labour too of Sisyphus is vain,
Up the steep mount he heaves the stone with pain,
Down from the summet rouls the stone again.
The Belides their leaky vessels still
Are ever filling, and yet never fill:
Doom'd to this punishment for blood they shed,
For bridegrooms slaughter'd in the bridal bed.
Stretch'd on the rolling wheel Ixion lies;
Himself he follows, and himself he flies.
Ixion, tortur'd, Juno sternly ey'd,
Then turn'd, and toiling Sisyphus espy'd:
And why (she said) so wretched is the fate
Of him, whose brother proudly reigns in state?
Yet still my altars unador'd have been
By Athamas, and his presumptuous queen.

What caus'd her hate, the Goddess thus confest,
What caus'd her journey now was more than guest.
That hate, relentless, its revenge did want,
And that revenge the Furies soon could grant:
They could the glory of proud Thebes efface,
And hide in ruin the Cadmean race.
For this she largely promises, entreats,
And to intreaties adds imperial threats.

Then fell Tisiphone with rage was stung,
And from her mouth th' untwisted serpents flung.
To gain this trifling boon, there is no need
(She cry'd) in formal speeches to proceed.
hateve hou co and' t to do, is done;
Believe it finish'd, tho' not yet begun.
But from these melancholly seats repair
To happier mansions, and to purer air.
She spoke: the Goddess, darting upwards, flies,
And joyous re-ascends her native skies:
Nor enter'd there, till 'round her Iris threw
Ambrosial sweets, and pour'd celestial dew.

The faithful Fury, guiltless of delays,
With cruel haste the dire command obeys.
Girt in a bloody gown, a torch she shakes,
And round her neck twines speckled wreaths of snakes.
Fear, and dismay, and agonizing pain,
With frantick rage, compleat her loveless train.
To Thebes her flight she sped, and Hell forsook;
At her approach the Theban turrets shook:
The sun shrunk back, thick clouds the day o'er-cast,
And springing greens were wither'd as she past.

...

And to her rueful shades return'd with pride,
And threw th' exhausted, useless snakes aside.

Metamorphoses

By Ovid

Written 1 A.C.E.

www.theoi.com/Text/OvidMetamor…

"Wer immer da war- und es waren Begleiter zugegen-, der empfand Grauen."

Ovid

Die Götter erbleichen, wenn du nahst!
Du hast auf deinen Wegen
Gar manches Sternlein ausgeputzt
Mit deinen Flügelschlägen!

...

Und als ich einschlief, da träumte mir,
Ich schlenderte wieder im hellen
Mondschein die hallenden Straßen entlang,
In dem altertümlichen Köllen.
Und hinter mir ging wieder einher
Mein schwarzer, vermummter Begleiter.
Ich war so müde, mir brachen die Knie,
Doch immer gingen wir weiter.

...

Der eine bewegte sogar den Mund
Und hielt eine Rede, sehr lange;
Er setzte mir auseinander, warum
Er meinen Respekt verlange.

Zuerst weil er ein Toter sei,
Und zweitens weil er ein König,
Und drittens weil er ein Heil'ger sei –
Das alles rührte mich wenig.

Ich gab ihm zur Antwort lachenden Muts:
»Vergebens ist deine Bemühung!
Ich sehe, daß du der Vergangenheit
Gehörst in jeder Beziehung.

...

Heinrich Heine: Deutschland. Ein Wintermärchen - CAPUT VII

“We believe that we can change the things around us in accordance with our desires—we believe it because otherwise we can see no favourable outcome. We do not think of the outcome which generally comes to pass and is also favourable: we do not succeed in changing things in accordance with our desires, but gradually our desires change. The situation that we hoped to change because it was intolerable becomes unimportant to us. We have failed to surmount the obstacle, as we were absolutely determined to do, but life has taken us round it, led us beyond it, and then if we turn round to gaze into the distance of the past, we can barely see it, so imperceptible has it become.”
― Marcel Proust

I always knew that you were insane
With your pain

The Dandy Warhols;
Not If You Were The Last Junkie On Earth www.youtube.com/watch?v=APrpB-…

Paganini:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=X1uWr0…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=l107P7…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVCEiJ…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFOp6x…

"Hier ist die Schönheit eines Augenblicks
Und sein elendes Verwelken..."

Böhse Onkelz - Erkennen sie die Melodie

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I4_Mx…

"Ich mach die Augen zu
dann wird es vielleicht gehen
(Wir werden seh'n)"

WIZO; Überflüssig

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DKrtE…

"Die welt verschwindet nicht,
Wenn du die Augen schließt"

Böhse Onkelz - Überstimuliert www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmmmIK…

Description

29.09.2018; ink / paper; DIN A 4

This is the place of woe, here groan the dead;
Huge Tityus o'er nine acres here is spread.
Fruitful for pain th' immortal liver breeds,
Still grows, and still th' insatiate vulture feeds.
Poor Tantalus to taste the water tries,
But from his lips the faithless water flies:
Then thinks the bending tree he can command,
The tree starts backwards, and eludes his hand.
The labour too of Sisyphus is vain,
Up the steep mount he heaves the stone with pain,
Down from the summet rouls the stone again.
The Belides their leaky vessels still
Are ever filling, and yet never fill:
Doom'd to this punishment for blood they shed,
For bridegrooms slaughter'd in the bridal bed.
Stretch'd on the rolling wheel Ixion lies;
Himself he follows, and himself he flies.
Ixion, tortur'd, Juno sternly ey'd,
Then turn'd, and toiling Sisyphus espy'd:
And why (she said) so wretched is the fate
Of him, whose brother proudly reigns in state?
Yet still my altars unador'd have been
By Athamas, and his presumptuous queen.

What caus'd her hate, the Goddess thus confest,
What caus'd her journey now was more than guest.
That hate, relentless, its revenge did want,
And that revenge the Furies soon could grant:
They could the glory of proud Thebes efface,
And hide in ruin the Cadmean race.
For this she largely promises, entreats,
And to intreaties adds imperial threats.

Then fell Tisiphone with rage was stung,
And from her mouth th' untwisted serpents flung.
To gain this trifling boon, there is no need
(She cry'd) in formal speeches to proceed.
hateve hou co and' t to do, is done;
Believe it finish'd, tho' not yet begun.
But from these melancholly seats repair
To happier mansions, and to purer air.
She spoke: the Goddess, darting upwards, flies,
And joyous re-ascends her native skies:
Nor enter'd there, till 'round her Iris threw
Ambrosial sweets, and pour'd celestial dew.

The faithful Fury, guiltless of delays,
With cruel haste the dire command obeys.
Girt in a bloody gown, a torch she shakes,
And round her neck twines speckled wreaths of snakes.
Fear, and dismay, and agonizing pain,
With frantick rage, compleat her loveless train.
To Thebes her flight she sped, and Hell forsook;
At her approach the Theban turrets shook:
The sun shrunk back, thick clouds the day o'er-cast,
And springing greens were wither'd as she past.

...

And to her rueful shades return'd with pride,
And threw th' exhausted, useless snakes aside.

Metamorphoses

By Ovid

Written 1 A.C.E.

www.theoi.com/Text/OvidMetamor…

"Wer immer da war- und es waren Begleiter zugegen-, der empfand Grauen."

Ovid

Die Götter erbleichen, wenn du nahst!
Du hast auf deinen Wegen
Gar manches Sternlein ausgeputzt
Mit deinen Flügelschlägen!

...

Und als ich einschlief, da träumte mir,
Ich schlenderte wieder im hellen
Mondschein die hallenden Straßen entlang,
In dem altertümlichen Köllen.
Und hinter mir ging wieder einher
Mein schwarzer, vermummter Begleiter.
Ich war so müde, mir brachen die Knie,
Doch immer gingen wir weiter.

...

Der eine bewegte sogar den Mund
Und hielt eine Rede, sehr lange;
Er setzte mir auseinander, warum
Er meinen Respekt verlange.

Zuerst weil er ein Toter sei,
Und zweitens weil er ein König,
Und drittens weil er ein Heil'ger sei –
Das alles rührte mich wenig.

Ich gab ihm zur Antwort lachenden Muts:
»Vergebens ist deine Bemühung!
Ich sehe, daß du der Vergangenheit
Gehörst in jeder Beziehung.

...

Heinrich Heine: Deutschland. Ein Wintermärchen - CAPUT VII

“We believe that we can change the things around us in accordance with our desires—we believe it because otherwise we can see no favourable outcome. We do not think of the outcome which generally comes to pass and is also favourable: we do not succeed in changing things in accordance with our desires, but gradually our desires change. The situation that we hoped to change because it was intolerable becomes unimportant to us. We have failed to surmount the obstacle, as we were absolutely determined to do, but life has taken us round it, led us beyond it, and then if we turn round to gaze into the distance of the past, we can barely see it, so imperceptible has it become.”
― Marcel Proust

I always knew that you were insane
With your pain

The Dandy Warhols;
Not If You Were The Last Junkie On Earth www.youtube.com/watch?v=APrpB-…

Paganini:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=X1uWr0…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=l107P7…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVCEiJ…

www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFOp6x…

"Hier ist die Schönheit eines Augenblicks
Und sein elendes Verwelken..."

Böhse Onkelz - Erkennen sie die Melodie

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I4_Mx…

"Ich mach die Augen zu
dann wird es vielleicht gehen
(Wir werden seh'n)"

WIZO; Überflüssig

www.youtube.com/watch?v=5DKrtE…

"Die welt verschwindet nicht,
Wenn du die Augen schließt"

Böhse Onkelz - Überstimuliert www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmmmIK…