Steppenwolf Page #7

You should have had a life, your own love affairs!

Pay within two interminable purgatories, come!

Mr. Mozart...? ...shush!...

Listen to the sound!

...We open now the symphony by Bach.

My god, Mr. Mozart, what are you doing?!

Do you hear this?!...

that must be... this horrible machine

...it is a slaughter of music!

You exaggerate! ...Listen to this machine

without either pathos or mockery...

hear this, you hear sounds from

the past coming to life again!

An excellent music for an excellent life!

You possess no radio, neither

the divine nor the human.

People like you are not

entitled to criticize radio.

Or is it that you have

done better yourself?

Learn from life listening

first instead, my dear!

To learn what from who?!,

I don't understand...

You are a joker Harry... you can be that also.

Can you explain this?

Had this beautiful girl nothing to

desire of you but the stab of a knife?

What a facade ...pretending

to be a wise man!

Behold the consequences of your

gallantry against this lady,

Or do you think of

avoiding the consequences?

No, don't you understand at all? I have

no other desire than to pay and pay...

to lay my head beneath the axe and

pay the penalty of annihilation!

How pathetic you always are, Harry!

But you will learn humour yet.

No humor.

THE EXECUTION OF HARRY

Humor is always gallows-humor, and it is on the

gallows you are now constrained to learn it.

- Are you ready for it?

- I'm ready.

Gentlemen... Harry Haller. See yourselves.

Accused and found guilty...

of the willful misuse of our magic theatre.

Haller has not alone insulted

the majesty of art...

in that he confounded our beautiful

picture gallery with so-called reality...

and stabbed to death the reflection of

a girl with the reflection of a knife.

He, as I said, placed

inside our Magic Theatre...

has in addition displayed the intention of using our theatre

as a mechanism of suicide, showing himself devoid of humour.

Subsequently... our will is to condemn Harry...

to eternal life...

and we suspend for twelve hours

his permit to enter our theatre.

However, Harry, you have disappointed me

a little, you forgot yourself badly...

you tried to make a mess of my little theatre, stabbing

with knives and spattering our pretty picture-world...

...with the mud of reality.

You have got to learn to laugh. You must

apprehend the humour of life. You can be cured.

Pablo, I'm starting to

understand!, now I understand!...

And Goethe... all these figures of my

life are like pieces inside my pocket...

...oh, yes, I'm ready with all my heart...

How do you desire it, Harry? This isn't over, you know...

this is hardly a beginning.

Where do I have to start?

Say "how"... with innocence...

not running backwards... but looking ahead,

not as a wolf but as a child...

without guilt... heading for the next life.

We also have reserved for the

accused an unequal penalty.

I order the tribunal to proceed...

Gentlemen, all together, one-two-three!

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