Wine and Gun

Of course, someone like Herstal, who thinks he doesn't judge his position - but has the means to destroy the body and soul of the other party forever, because those constraints limited to morality have no meaning to them, What drives them to act is another internal drive.

Herstal did not ask how much effort it took Albarino to find out these people, it must not be an easy task, and it is very likely that he spent the few months that Herstal was in prison. on this matter. That might have been a thrilling story too, but this is not a good time to listen to it.

Herstal's mind has slid in other directions: that is, the meaning of Albarino's placement of an upward ladder in his work.

The victims lying on this ladder are still alive, and Albarino no doubt used them to symbolize certain "sinners" - sinners in the biblical sense, like Cain, the first human being after his expulsion from the Garden of Eden. A murderer, the world's first sin—and on the other hand, these are the real sinners who are relevant to Herstal today.

The first sin, the first crime. The bow of the capsized ship of the madman.

Starting from "Cain" and ending with Satan, as the steps rise, the sins of the sinners in the legends of the Bible gradually increase, from murdering relatives to seeking a kingdom, from worshiping alien gods to murdering the Son of God; the highest part of the stairs To the altar of the church with its white tablecloth, to the Slade, to the cross of Christ, through the night of despair and nightmare thirty years ago. The ascending stairs in no way symbolize the way to heaven - on the contrary, it is the way that belongs to Herstal Armalite.

The road leads to hell, the end, and the final destination.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Albarino's eyes clearly followed Herstal's, and after he had carefully examined the dying bodies, Albarino spoke in a relaxed tone, relaxed. It seemed that he himself didn't want to hear a comment from the other party's ears.

Herstal raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Most people would find this creepy."

"Because beauty is nothing but the beginning of the horrors we happen to be able to endure," Albarino replied slowly with a smile, "and we admire it because it is so peaceful that it disdains to destroy us."

Herstal was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "You chose them for me."

"You can say that, but the final choice is still yours." Albarino replied happily, "You can choose to kill them here, dismember them, or choose to let one or all of them go. - You can even choose to turn away now. You're right in a way, if you don't cooperate with me, no game can go on."

Albarino said and stretched out his hand, Herstal noticed that he did not know where to draw a knife, and now he was holding the cold and shiny blade of the knife, and handed the hilt to Herstal in front of you.

He looked at Herstal with anticipation, and then Albarino suddenly lowered his head and glanced at the ground—they stood between the broken blue petals and the white embroidery thread, pointed Right in front of the plank in the shape of the bow. Cain, who was used to symbolize the "first sin", fell before them, his pale body like a blank canvas spread out.

"You know, Herstal," said Albarino meaningfully, "you are standing at the beginning of the two of us now."

Note:

[1] "The patient was imprisoned on a boat, with nowhere to escape. He was sent to the river of a thousand branches or the boundless sea, and he was also sent to the unearthly fate by jiāo":

—Michel Foucault, Madness and Civilization.

[2] Cain planted corn.

[3] A woman threw an upper millstone on Abimelech's head, and broke his skull. In this way, God repaid Abimelech for what he had done to his father by killing seventy of his own brothers.

——From the Book of Judges, Abimelech was a famous wicked man in the Bible. He wanted to make himself king and killed seventy of his brothers in Ophrah.

[4] Jezebel once occupied Naboth's vineyard.

[5] "Because beauty is nothing but the beginning of the horrors we happen to be able to endure, and we envy it because it is so serene that it disdains to destroy us."

—Rilke, "Duino Lamentations."

Chapter 127 Aesthetics Victory 03

Herstal looked down at the knife, and then suddenly asked, "What's the worst ending you can imagine?"

"If you didn't come, then I would have to face this empty hall alone," Albarino admitted frankly, even when talking about this topic, his voice still seemed to have a smile, "Maybe There is a slight chance that you actually have the ability to return to normal life - and the most cruel thing for artists is that they lose the audience who understands them the most."

Herstal was silent for a second or two, and in the silence Albarino just watched the dim glow of the light on the ends of his hair. Then Herstal reached out, and calmly and calmly drew the knife out of Albarino's hand.

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