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Notes on Melmoth © Andrè M. Pietroschek, all rights reserved Greetings, this is not the real moment of Muse. I start this file and it's German version lacking sleep, after a rather disgusting temper tantrum (political situation and the way it impacts mortal life in Germany, 2006). My notes are (surprisingly to myself) based on two classics and one fictional work. I wrote notes for the first glimpse thought that made me write this file is comparably short and easy to understand. Sources I read/accessed before this text:
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CHARLES ROBERT MATURIN (1782-1824) - Melmoth the Wanderer Honore de Balzac – Melmoth Reconciled The Melmoth as a villainous, freaky clan (one of 13 bloodlines) Nosferatu Vampire I remember from the fictional PC game “Vampire Redemption”.
Dedicated to: Those who share my ways of handling insomnia as muse? Maybe, to those who find they came to similar conclusions by their own thoughts, as those “great minds”...
This is neither a scientic work, nor my attempt to display greatness. It is, as labeled, just my notes. If you dislike it or “find it lacking”, do your own file?
Muse and Madness The flexibility among readers, this unique and yet cultivated ambivalence! I wanted it to be clearly mentioned. Straight at start, for those with a short attention span. ☺ I read a cute little academic work about “great authors” of philosophy recently. Sometimes I feel compelled to try getting back to university. As if it would improve my life. The first reading of Melmoth the Wanderer, was peculiar and to me a dedicated work. Yet unfinished. After a genius clarity on the eternal seeming experience that so called preternatural, occult or diabolical truths in life often are accompanied by or maybe symptoms of madness. The asylum ending wretch type of madness, not the usually funny or even beneficial one. I was greatly reminded of the late Benjamin Rowe (that is Magick, not classical literature). Both authors had clear insights only to fall back or degenerate back into the hollow dogmatism of their normalcy. The first types meaningless “detailism” as I want to label it and the second gives us the dumb cliché stuff he himself recognized and declared to be signs of weakness on the oh so well-paid and highly respected path of occult prowess. Melmoth here has a cute description of damnation and impeding doom which one (as the target) seemingly cannot evade. The Irish and English setting as the visit to Spain and the description of Christian zeal (church-wise), may be not my taste, yet clearly good authorship. A bit low on cute porn scenes, a vulgar joke, I know signs of the puritan times and such. Then comes an abrupt end. Of course, sometimes authors or their muses fade away before they finished their works. Yet, it seemed that if there is destiny, then one sign of greatness was starting or spreading what began with “Melmoth – The wanderer”.
Mr. Balzac, having the benefit of a work to contemplate and edit, skillfully spins forth the tale. It may be found in modern gothics (dear satanists you had to see them so often, make use of it), nearly the same justified or crazed habit of just declaring the infernal to be “good”. Of course different personalities handle situations differently. Further, the power of the infernal or diabolical is rarely doubted in the context of those works. Sometimes it is the complete lack of common sense in the protagonist or the author (oops, can be me too then) which makes me sense a certain friction. On first thought being rich, getting all we want and living eternally does not sound the worst offer? Really not. Seeing the “greater picture” looking through the temporal illusion of all-else-excluding importance which mortal ego as whim have a habit of bathing us in... that's a more difficult topic. Balzac decides to put the role first on an aging French rogue. A disgusting and criminal asshole, selfish and too arrogant for the own good. My words may have a slight reflection of my opinion here. Of course, it's on purpose. Trapped in consequence of his failing embezzlement scheme, the easy way out is the offer of the perceived as mysterious stranger. That one closely reminded me of my notes on the well-clad Tremere in “Poison what you can't conquer.pdf”. Balzac seems to credit the more modern people with more adaptability and sense when it comes to get rid of the devils gift. Where the original Melmoth protagonist was desperate and had no escape, ended in an asylum and had to see a truth we have when we remember that scene in the cell by Stephen King in his movie of Good against Satan (forgot the title)? The devil paying a visit pointing out facts where all the “hero” has is a rebellious stubbornness we quickly call faith and a yummy or such rat for a meal. Balzac decided to do his own solution, yet thereby going far away from the originals intent, as it seems to me. He makes quite a sharp-minded description of the insight that being emotionless, inwardly dead, spoils much of what the new gained power offers.
Balzac knows that one day planet earth may end and being caught here instead of a chance to travel on (soul-wise) or getting access to paradise; which is simply not a place to reach but a cosmical transformation denied without the grace of god in this context. The words I read had a serious good approach. So in Melmoth reconciled a simple trick gets the job done. One gets the power and the money and quickly offers the “deal” (or curse) to someone willingly taking it, before the unpleasant consequences can even impact once life. That is in theory, quite prudent. Personally I doubt a devil being that easily transformed from near eternal villain into harmless fellow giving you loads of money and super-powers though. How could such a cute little devil ever provoke god, not to speak of surviving wars against the almighty lord as (at least in context) we would have to expect it? Even a god as the self-regulating powers of the universes, even such quite complex principles would be needed to be understood and properly handled. How should a devil outwitted by people who just failed in the life they know be powerplayer enough in it? Balzac, to me, would be hint that surrender just because of despair might be an over-reaction. He offers no solution though and I remember that Goethe at least tried to go into detail with his “Faust”. That is, if reading more than the often perceived as the entire work, yet being just part one. Satanists will, I guess, at least as fast as me notice the complete absence of any knowledge or imagination about divine powers? This is not the file for details on ceremonial, glamour, ritual or instant-curse. If in context the devil exists and magic works (though for a chosen few), why does the author not mention the faithful opposition? I mean they are called the masters of the written word, not newbies. Charles Robert Maturin handles damnation as serious business. Balzac considers it seemingly to be what one makes of it. There are limits to this second approach.
People in India have a certain definition of death as an illusion, which is true and perhaps genius in context, yet doesn't make them or us de facto immortal! Maturin didn't pick the best symptoms of damnation, that is one of the reason I take that fictional undead wretch in the equation. Melmoth, the Nosferatu. In the game a black-mailing, anti-social and always evil, craven asshole. No reason for nice words for ugliness is privilege to all Nosferatu and by their power, ugliness in all it's possible meanings. The impossible meanings, for their neighborhood of madness belong or are accredited to, the Malkavians (insane Vampires). Not morals, too blind for the own good! This Melmoth is the vampire, many players want to be. He is undead, has several super-powers and so on (all this glorified parasite vampire scene stuff). A little problem along: Melmoth was caught before and thanks to clan Toreador lost most eyesight after committing crimes against them. His chance to live eternally, bitterly influenced by being a crippled, nearly blind villain. Of course free from redemption, driven by the same impulse which already made him get caught and punished! This is a blend of damnation with madness (in this case it seems to go into “compulsive_criminal” forms), which spices up my little Melmoth contemplation. Truth is, he was the only skinhead in the old version besides the white trash and I played him in Multiplayer once. ☺I am afraid of letter-bombs due it though. Crippled beggar hiding from persecutors or super-power gaining lord or lady of the night, do you think there is a difference? I did when writing this here.
The relativity of Melmoth's truth to individual us Logically all readers may find some resemblance to their own situation or personality in the classics. If it helps...
Melmoth reloaded Now the protagonist would defeat the infernal agent, get a sexy woman and win. Just to be the only superhero in a world of normalcy. That could result in damnation, yet better than slavery? In dreams it would make sense. First, in a dream the woman is what we can't accept or don't dare to realize about our selves. So feminine rounding gets tainted by sexism in that context. Yet enjoy the tour? People and scenery fading or shifting are certainly not new to all who research or do lucid dreaming, as my generation labeled it. Maybe it has another name in this modern time. A truth which remains in a dream is that when we wake up, we (usually and hopefully) are one individual. Maybe with new insight or a better attitude how to live our life.
Melmoth the Necromancer by me Being afraid of death or deluded could make it flawed. The experience that a soul which can so to say reincarnate may find that the real meaning is no longer where the old incarnation lived. To a necromancer, being afraid of death, would mean a flawed understanding of the own master or power-source? A newbie henceforth? Symbolizing as people what in truth is universal principle has a habit of enhancing misunderstandings. As an author, even with my few readers, it already happens manifold. Now guess how many people may have completely different reasons, agendas and opinions about a bestseller? When I noted that spirits may be more in the way people like Shakespeare and Goethe used the term, than about ghosts, I may have written truth.
Melmoth the Trickster In the kingdoms of poverty I made a little experience. Those mysterious beggarprophets are often just rogues. Their trick is to attempt their move on anybody, until someone falls prey to it. That may result in money making, exerting sexual favours or the psychic vampirism, as we know it from Satanism. Of course accredited importance suits our self-image better than realizing that we stumbled into a social trap or failed in mind. It can really be an unpleasant struggle. Yet the passing of time or other functions of this world of cause and effect just don't seem to care, if we want to be smart. Further, on Balzac, does this mean that aging criminals are seen as noteworthy by the majority of readers? By the same majority of readers who would be target (or even victims) to precisely those aging criminals they mind-tweak into charming villains? Should one really be that naive, just because it is labeled a “great piece of literature”??? I could call it misplaced meaning or context.
Melmoth for President ? You are just another woman from elite university caught in a custom-crazed sexist society. Yet than comes Melmoth W. Bush from Texas and makes you a secretary of State. Isn't it, in a way not even meant disrespecting, quite a possibility of the classics constellation? I didn't write exclusive or suiting on real world persons!
If something is missing...did I fade into sleep? Semi-slumber! Finding more of me (as given 2006)
Those pages would be the ones to check for updates of my files, too. Best regards from Germany.
I found the two classical Melmoth texts legally gratis on the web (no pirate page). You may, too? More of me may still be at www.e-stories.org/ or www.esnips.com