MISTER MYSTERY RESPONDS

Holderlin walks along the old country road just outside Weimar, the same as always. Also as always, he recites his poems aloud with a profuse display of gesticulation. It is already getting dark and the sublime poet is already heading towards Weimar, back to his house, when suddenly a powerful ray of white light coming from the sky falls on him. Holderlin stops suddenly when he sees himself lighted up in such a way. "Must be the Muses" he says to himself. And raising his head and arms to heaven exclaims: "Oh, Muses, what do you want from me?". Suddenly the ray of light absorbs him so to speak, and a few seconds later the distinguished German poet is immersed in a futuristic enclosure surrounded by tall and thin beings of humanoid appearance who observe him with curiosity. They wear tight-fitting dresses of a pale blue. So tight that they clearly trace the outline of female breasts. They are completely bald and beardless, but under their noses a fine mustache with th...

Holderlin walks down a rural road reciting verses aloud. Suddenly he hears someone shout his name: "Holderlin! Holderlin!" He turns around but does not see anyone. "Holderlin! Holderlin! " He looks up to the sky covered in low clouds. "It must be the Muses," he says to himself, then shouts to the sky: "What do you want, Muses?" "Out of my way!" Suddenly, from the clouds, a strange flying artifact emerges and descends quickly towards Holderlin. "Shit!" he exclaims, and runs to avoid the impact. While he runs like a bat out of hell, the artifact lands noisily on a leafy top of a tree at the edge of the road. When hearing the impact, Holderlin stops and looks back. To his surprise, he sees the road clear and without any sign of impact at all. He resumes his walk, and when passing by a leafy tree, he turns all of a sudden upon hearing some branches break and beholds the tree fall of an acquaintance of his, Karl Humboldt, a Weimar ...