第 15 节
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男孩不逛街 更新:2021-02-18 23:24 字数:9322
what; then; would there be surprising in the fact that my faculty
of controlling the unreality of certain hallucinations should be
destroyed for the time being?
I thought of all this as I walked by the side of the water。 The
sun was shining brightly on the river and made earth delightful;
while it filled me with love for life; for the swallows; whose
swift agility is always delightful in my eyes; for the plants by
the riverside; whose rustling is a pleasure to my ears。
By degrees; however; an inexplicable feeling of discomfort seized
me。 It seemed to me as if some unknown force were numbing and
stopping me; were preventing me from going further and were
calling me back。 I felt that painful wish to return which comes
on you when you have left a beloved invalid at home; and are
seized by a presentiment that he is worse。
I; therefore; returned despite of myself; feeling certain that I
should find some bad news awaiting me; a letter or a telegram。
There was nothing; however; and I was surprised and uneasy; more
so than if I had had another fantastic vision。
August 8。 I spent a terrible evening; yesterday。 He does not show
himself any more; but I feel that He is near me; watching me;
looking at me; penetrating me; dominating me; and more terrible
to me when He hides himself thus than if He were to manifest his
constant and invisible presence by supernatural phenomena。
However; I slept。
August 9。 Nothing; but I am afraid。
August 10。 Nothing; but what will happen to…morrow?
August 11。 Still nothing。 I cannot stop at home with this fear
hanging over me and these thoughts in my mind; I shall go away。
August 12。 Ten o'clock at night。 All day long I have been trying
to get away; and have not been able。 I contemplated a simple and
easy act of liberty; a carriage ride to Rouenand I have not
been able to do it。 What is the reason?
August 13。 When one is attacked by certain maladies; the springs
of our physical being seem broken; our energies destroyed; our
muscles relaxed; our bones to be as soft as our flesh; and our
blood as liquid as water。 I am experiencing the same in my moral
being; in a strange and distressing manner。 I have no longer any
strength; any courage; any self…control; nor even any power to
set my own will in motion。 I have no power left to WILL anything;
but some one does it for me and I obey。
August 14。 I am lost! Somebody possesses my soul and governs it!
Somebody orders all my acts; all my movements; all my thoughts。 I
am no longer master of myself; nothing except an enslaved and
terrified spectator of the things which I do。 I wish to go out; I
cannot。 HE does not wish to; and so I remain; trembling and
distracted in the armchair in which he keeps me sitting。 I merely
wish to get up and to rouse myself; so as to think that I am
still master of myself: I cannot! I am riveted to my chair; and
my chair adheres to the floor in such a manner that no force of
mine can move us。
Then suddenly; I must; I MUST go to the foot of my garden to pick
some strawberries and eat them and I go there。 I pick the
strawberries and I eat them! Oh! my God! my God! Is there a God?
If there be one; deliver me! save me! succor me! Pardon! Pity!
Mercy! Save me! Oh! what sufferings! what torture! what horror!
August 15。 Certainly this is the way in which my poor cousin was
possessed and swayed; when she came to borrow five thousand
francs of me。 She was under the power of a strange will which had
entered into her; like another soul; a parasitic and ruling soul。
Is the world coming to an end?
But who is he; this invisible being that rules me; this
unknowable being; this rover of a supernatural race?
Invisible beings exist; then! how is it; then; that since the
beginning of the world they have never manifested themselves in
such a manner as they do to me? I have never read anything that
resembles what goes on in my house。 Oh! If I could only leave it;
if I could only go away and flee; and never return; I should be
saved; but I cannot。
August 16。 I managed to escape to…day for two hours; like a
prisoner who finds the door of his dungeon accidentally open。 I
suddenly felt that I was free and that He was far away; and so I
gave orders to put the horses in as quickly as possible; and I
drove to Rouen。 Oh! how delightful to be able to say to my
coachman: 〃Go to Rouen!〃
I made him pull up before the library; and I begged them to lend
me Dr。 Herrmann Herestauss's treatise on the unknown inhabitants
of the ancient and modern world。
Then; as I was getting into my carriage; I intended to say: 〃To
the railway station!〃 but instead of this I shoutedI did not
speak; but I shoutedin such a loud voice that all the
passers…by turned round: 〃Home!〃 and I fell back on to the
cushion of my carriage; overcome by mental agony。 He had found me
out and regained possession of me。
August 17。 Oh! What a night! what a night! And yet it seems to me
that I ought to rejoice。 I read until one o'clock in the morning!
Herestauss; Doctor of Philosophy and Theogony; wrote the history
and the manifestation of all those invisible beings which hover
around man; or of whom he dreams。 He describes their origin;
their domains; their power; but none of them resembles the one
which haunts me。 One might say that man; ever since he has
thought; has had a foreboding and a fear of a new being; stronger
than himself; his successor in this world; and that; feeling him
near; and not being able to foretell the nature of the unseen
one; he has; in his terror; created the whole race of hidden
beings; vague phantoms born of fear。
Having; therefore; read until one o'clock in the morning; I went
and sat down at the open window; in order to cool my forehead and
my thoughts in the calm night air。 It was very pleasant and warm!
How I should have enjoyed such a night formerly!
There was no moon; but the stars darted out their rays in the
dark heavens。 Who inhabits those worlds? What forms; what living
beings; what animals are there yonder? Do those who are thinkers
in those distant worlds know more than we do? What can they do
more than we? What do they see which we do not? Will not one of
them; some day or other; traversing space; appear on our earth to
conquer it; just as formerly the Norsemen crossed the sea in
order to subjugate nations feebler than themselves?
We are so weak; so powerless; so ignorant; so smallwe who live
on this particle of mud which revolves in liquid air。
I fell asleep; dreaming thus in the cool night air; and then;
having slept for about three quarters of an hour; I opened my
eyes without moving; awakened by an indescribably confused and
strange sensation。 At first I saw nothing; and then suddenly it
appeared to me as if a page of the book; which had remained open
on my table; turned over of its own accord。 Not a breath of air
had come in at my window; and I was surprised and waited。 In
about four minutes; I saw; I sawyes I saw with my own
eyesanother page lift itself up and fall down on the others; as
if a finger had turned it over。 My armchair was empty; appeared
empty; but I knew that He was there; He; and sitting in my place;
and that He was reading。 With a furious bound; the bound of an
enraged wild beast that wishes to disembowel its tamer; I crossed
my room to seize him; to strangle him; to kill him! But before I
could reach it; my chair fell over as if somebody had run away
from me。 My table rocked; my lamp fell and went out; and my
window closed as if some thief had been surprised and had fled
out into the night; shutting it behind him。
So He had run away; He had been afraid; He; afraid of me!
So to…morrow; or latersome day or other; I should be able to
hold him in my clutches and crush him against the ground! Do not
dogs occasionally bite and strangle their masters?
August 18。 I have been thinking the whole day long。 Oh! yes; I
will obey Him; follow His impulses; fulfill all His wishes; show
myself humble; submissive; a coward。 He is the stronger; but an
hour will come。
August 19。 I know; I know; I know all! I have just read the
following in the 〃Revue du Monde Scientifique〃: 〃A curious piece
of news comes to us from Rio de Janeiro。 Madness; an epidemic of
madness; which may be compared to that contagious madness which
attacked the people of Europe in the Middle Ages; is at this
moment raging in the Province of San…Paulo。 The frightened
inhabitants are leaving their houses; deserting their villages;
abandoning their land; saying that they are pursued; possessed;
governed like human cattle by invisible; though tangible beings;
by a species of vampire; which feeds on their life while they are
asleep; and which; besides; drinks water and milk without
appearing to touch any other nourishment。
〃Professor Don Pedro Henriques; accompanied by several me