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: Zones of the Spirit: A Book of Thoughts by Strindberg August Babillotte Arthur Commentator Field Claud Translator - Swedish literature
THE HISTORY OF THE BLUE BOOK
A BLUE BOOK--
Zones of the Spirit
THE HISTORY OF THE BLUE BOOK
As I went on, I entered a narrow street. A cart went along by my side carrying a red flag; it was a powder-flag. The cart kept parallel with me and began to disturb me. In order to escape the sight of the powder-flag, I looked up in the air, and there an enormous red flag flaunted conspicuously before my eyes. I looked down again, and a lady dressed in black, with a fiery-red hat, was crossing the street in a slanting direction.
I hastened my steps. Immediately my eyes fell on the window of a stationer's shop; in it a piece of cardboard was displayed, bearing the word "Herbarium."
My journal thus records my impressions:
"The sun shines. A certain quiet resigned uncertainty reigns within me. I ask myself whether a catastrophe will not prevent the performance of the piece, which perhaps ought not to be played. In it I have, at any rate, spoken men fair, but to advise the Ruler of the Universe is presumption, perhaps blasphemy. The fact that I have laid bare the comparative nothingness of life , its irrational contradictions, its wickedness and lawlessness, may be praiseworthy if it teaches men resignation. That I have shown the comparative innocence of men in this life, which of itself involves guilt, is not indeed wrong, but...."
Just now comes a telephone message from the theatre: "The result of this is in God's hand." "Exactly what I think," I answer, and ask myself again whether the piece ought to be played.
I feel as though it were Sunday. The "White Shape" appears outside on the balcony of the "growing castle."
Now the clock strikes eleven, and at twelve o'clock is the rehearsal.
I have had no midday meal; at seven o'clock I ate some cold food out of the basket in the kitchen.
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