Don't Fear Anything For Your Letters, They

I Have Fallen Into An Abyss. I Live In A World So Curious, So Strange. Of The Dream That Was My Life, This Is My Nightmare.

I Have All Sorts Of Problems And Feel Discouraged.

I Am Not Feeling Any Better Because I Cannot Stay In Bed, Having Constant Cause For Walking. They Say I Leave At Night By The Window Of My Tower, Hanging From A Red Umbrella With Which I Set Fire To The Forest!

If You Are Nice, And Keep Your Promise, We Will Be In Paradise.

It Is In Fact Agreed That I Am The Plague, The Cholera Of The Benevolent And Generous Men Who Are Interested In Art And That, When I Show Myself With My Plasters, Even The Emperor Of The Sahara Would Flee.