Young Ludwig

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1997/q/67/i/92ad74eda0789816f11df0d712c188f56fc46c6e726b5b961661afe2a03823e3/Ludwig-header.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 80%; } </style> <img src=https://www.gustav-mahler.eu/images/Locations/Austria/Vienna/housewittgenstein/w1exterior.jpg> </div> It is the summer of 1914, you've been in Skjolden (Norway) for almost a year and returned to Hochreit (Just outside Vienna) for the Summer. You are in front of the family mansion bought by your father Karl Wittgenstein. You often think about all the money you have at your dispense. The love-hate relationship presses heavenly on your thoughts. 'What should I do with my money?' It seems quite useless to wander around in front of the house you say to yourself. [[Open door->choice 1]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/34bc09a7a3eed23df975797b63bcf8b8c3d653b8f10685fdcaede2ff75ce591a/Ludwig-header6.jpg></div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 60%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a6/4_The_grand_staircase_in_the_Alleegasse.jpg class="center"> </div> You arrive at the staircase. As a youngster education and music has always been very important to the family. Paul your older brother is a very talented pianist. Kurt, Margarete, Helen and Paul should be here somewhere. You'd like to talk to Kurt and Paul before they rejoin the regiments. [[Go to the sitting room->choice 2]] [[choice 3<-Go to the music room]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/346154__suhral__creaking-door-3.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/402810d3985477986e997f0be0d6bea625372243207e4eddd93bfefff99e6100/Ludwig-header7.jpg></div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/20/Palais_Wittgenstein_Rote_Salon_1910.JPG class="center"> </div> Wandering around in the sitting room you pay attention to the cabinet made of glass and the sculpture. You are pondering...'Shall I stay a little longer to observe the art, get a drink at Cafe Museum or go to the music room and look for Paul and Kurt?' [[Take a look at the cabinet and sculpture->choice 6]] [[choice 5<-Go to the Café Museum]] [[Go to the music room->choice 3]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/ca00ec8277145022c47db5cc7c2eaf437084a45cd3d48c8ef1e0002614cb448c/Ludwig-header4.jpg></div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 65%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/61/Palais_Wittgenstein_Musiksalon_1910.JPG class="center"> </div> Ah! Paul is playing piano... You get a glimpse of Paul's face and you nod silently. Never should a man disturb a musician in movement. You take a seat at the chair against the wall. Trying to calm your thoughts about the war and enjoy the music. During the play you take a good look around. The pattern on the floor, the paintings on the wall and all the minor but precise details in the ornaments. The presented decendancy gives rise to a slightly uncomfortable feeling. As the music fades you think of your wooden cabin in Norway, living in isolation with the company of David Pinset (Lover). [[choice 7<- Re-living the memory of walking to your cabin in Norway]] You look forward to spending time with David and to clear you mind once your in Norway again. Paul welcomes you back and asks if you would join him to the garden. To rejoin the rest of the family and some friends. Your in doubt, you really want to talk to the rest of the family but you also fancy a drink in Cafe Museum. [[Go to the garden->choice 4]] [[choice 5<-Go to the Café Museum]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/Borrtex_-_01_-_tude_Nb_01_18_Years.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/f702ccc2db0d9bca8c159d65ac8ae54ce1afb974c7170044ff1cefe5f69a12e3/Ludwig-header3.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/25._Ludwig%2C_Helene_and_Paul_at_the_Hochreit.jpg class="center"> <img src=https://cdn.nybooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/kirsch_2-061109.jpg class="center"> </div> You arrived in the garden. Everyone is drinking tea or wine. Kurt sits firm and straight on the left side, next to Paul who is drinking tea. Hermine stands whilst her husband Max listens to the story of Kurt. Mother seems very occupied with her knitting. You take a seat next to Helene who wraps an arm around you, she missed you and is happy that your here. Whilst listening to the birds in the garden some disturbing news hits you. Austria just declared war on Serbia (28th July 1914). [[Volunteer for militairy service->choice 8]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/271385__jexkex__birds.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/677d83777a9ecdd07802b8bbb1694a534054b241de381cb00ca0ebaaee2a3c61/Ludwig-header2.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 80%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/de/b/be/Cafe_Museum_Loos.jpg class="center"> </div> Near the artschools and on der Operngasse lies Cafe Museum. Your favorite cafe. It is quite busy and as you walk in you pick a table to sit. There are no acquaintances present but regular guests of the cafe include Gustav Klimt, Otto Wagner and Karl Klaus. The furniture is designed by Adolf Loos. It is clean, sober and free of unnecessary ornaments. Loos was most known about the house with no eyebrows because it had not even dripstones above the windows. This house is situated on the Michaelerplatz. You also donated a large sum of money to poor artists. This in consultation with Ludwig von Ficker. The editor of Der Brenner. Karl Klaus (Whom is mentioned above and who you admire reffered to Der Brenner). You've read two books by Albert Ehrenstein (one of the artist whom recieved your donation). You want to express some of your thought to Paul Engelmann so you write a letter. *"I recieved today from Zurich two books by Albert Ehrenstein- the one who used to write in Die Fackel (Once I helped him financially without really wanting to). Now he returns the favor by sending me his Tubutsch and Man Screams. Dog dirt, if i'm not mistaken. And such stuff is sent to me out here!"* 'I should go to the garden in the mansion' you say to yourself. [[Go to the garden->choice 4]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/457604__pfannkuchn__party-people-indoor-01-calm-relaxed-german.wav" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/718f37df841de215b8a0c81256f2355c2ffea7429246bde9854cdf6d1a611f1c/Ludwig-header8.jpg></div> <style> img { max-width:50%; max-height:50%; } </style> <img src=https://sammlungonline.mkg-hamburg.de/resource-cache/mkg/1/P2013.787.11.jpg class="center"> </div> <img src=https://sammlungonline.mkg-hamburg.de/resource-cache/mkg/1/P2013.787.12.jpg class="center"> </div> (The sculpture is made by Max Klinger and is called 'Kauernde'. It was sculpted in 1900 out of marmer. The cabinet is made by Jugendstill (But no other pictures or information).) After some consideration you think it is best to get a drink in the Cafe Museum. [[choice 5<-Go to the Café Museum]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1233/q/67/i/73f726aec437469c5838d2ceadd0974e20b4a82f727cad7817ba69e0a6bb69a3/Ludwig-header5.jpg></div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 50%; } </style> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b4/Eidsvann-Skjolden-Luster-by-Anders_Beer_Wilse-1937.jpg class="center"> </div> <img src=http://www.wittgen-cam.ac.uk/cgi-bin/text/graphics/0519 class="center"> </div> It's a 45 minute walk to your cabin (On the big picture your cabin is on the left hill). With no distractions from social or academic life, you could focus more on your philosophical work. Skjolden lies at the end of the Sognefjord(the longest fjord of Norway). [[choice 3<-Go back into reality]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/436907__moontide__walking-on-rocks-02.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1828/q/67/i/594e9c2f13fde5a6f7161ef52fde9343b4b20770e3e605379afc36a26f613be1/Ludwig-header9.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> <img src=http://wittgenstein-initiative.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/LW-military-card-1.jpg> </div> At 7th of August 1914, the day after the declaration of war on Russia, you enlist yourself as a voluntary gunner (Despite your double rupture, this is your own choosing). [[choice 9<-Goplana]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/f5c0ee741ae9eace5c5245b73f6a68a296782d2654e05301b8bf3214d58456ca/Ludwig-header10.jpg> </div> <img src=http://www.wittgen-cam.ac.uk/cgi-bin/text/graphics/0524> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> You are signed to work at a small river gunboat called the Goplana. The boat travels down the Vistula (river) into Russian territory. At the 18th of August at 1.00 am you have to man up the searchlight in your night clothes. You walk to the bridge, you only hear the water, ropes squeeking and maybe an airplane. You feel a bit of fear. It is dangerous to be near the searchlight as you are an easy target....... Thankfully, it was a false alarm. [[choice 10<- First period]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/439366__falcet__ambience-sea-boat-night-ropes-3.wav" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/b8440a5374d7ab9fae304bd51589cc8dfd7dae858f4a1955a95c0e07337871a9/Ludwig-header11.jpg> </div> <img src=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/70/Scheinwerfer_am_Ringplatz_von_Podhajce_%28BildID_15524796%29.jpg/1600px-Scheinwerfer_am_Ringplatz_von_Podhajce_%28BildID_15524796%29.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> *(Pictured is a searchlight in Austria in 1915, Wittgenstein in not in the picture. It is only an example of a searchlight)* The first months of war are very tough... You cannot get enough sleep, the noise of the boat is tormenting you so you try to sleep on deck but it is too cold.Each day you dream of being back in school but when you wake up you realize this war has only just begun. With a very fragile stomach you can barely eat the food out of the canteen. You find it impossible to get anlong with the other comrades...in certain ways you are happy to be the one on searchlight duty, this means staying awake in the night and sleeping alone during the day. Observing everyone, you pay a lot of attention to the behavior of others (Morality is becoming highly important in your train of thoughts). You are longing to a friend...David in particular but letters are uncertain and slow. [[choice 11<- Write in your diary]] [[choice 12<- Go to Tarnow]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/5b613478db2e095db560c8b37e71a7801381fd539dfdcf1e42780de9f6adf38c/Ludwig-header12.jpg> </div> <img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1280/q/67/i/4b08deb6ee54365618864b09a57ca31294324a6de11c9a5bfb37d21334a77a8d/writing-1209121_1280.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> You begin to write in your diary on the 9th of november of 1914: *What mean voices! You can hear all the viciousness of the world croaking and snarling in them. Meanness wherever I look. Not a single heart with feeling in sight!* *But in the last few days I have been a subject for depression! I have no real pleasure in anything and my life is full of anxiety about the future.! Because I am no longer at peace within myself. Every failure in decency in my enviroment- and there is always something of that kind- inflicts a wound deep inside me, and there is always a new wound opened before an old one has healed. Even at times-like the evernings nowadays- when I am not depressed, I still don't feel properly free. Only occasionally, and then very fleetingly, have I the taste for work. Because I can't bring myself to feel at ease. I feel myself as dependent on the world and so I have to be afraid of it even when for the present nothing bad is going to happen to me. I see myself-that self in which I was once able to rest secure- as a distant country, now vanished, that I long for. -The Russians are advancing fast on Cracow. The entire civilian population is having to leave the city. Things look very bad for us. God help me!* [[choice 15<- Last entry of 1914]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/367686__funwithsound__pencil-write.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/54ef5de83b41a49d2e9f7d0d263f9be14303fa612823dd7d41b172dec371c7cd/Ludwig-header13.jpg> </div> <img src=https://fotopolska.eu/foto/429/429055.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> The Goplana stops at Tarnow... you decide to walk trough the city and stop by a bookshop. You go in and take a look around. 'Where are all the books?' It seems they have only 1 book, *The Gospel in Brief of Lev Tolstoj*. You decide to buy it. Back at your barack you begin reading The Gospel in Brief. [[choice 13<- Write in your diary]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/5b613478db2e095db560c8b37e71a7801381fd539dfdcf1e42780de9f6adf38c/Ludwig-header12.jpg> </div> <img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1280/q/67/i/4b08deb6ee54365618864b09a57ca31294324a6de11c9a5bfb37d21334a77a8d/writing-1209121_1280.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> You begin to write in your diary on the 13th of september of 1914: *The news gets worse and worse. Tonight there will be instant readiness. I work every day, more or less, and with fair confidence. I say Tolstoys's words over and over again in my head: "Man is powerless in the flesh but free because of the spirit". May the spirit be in me! In the afternoon the lieutenant heard shots in the vicinity. I became very agitated. Probably there will be an alarm. How will I behave when it comes to shooting? I am not afraid of being shot but of not doing my duty properly. God give strenght! Amen. Amen. Amen.* A moment later: *Today very early, we abandoned the ship with everything on it...The Russians are on our heels. Have lived trough frightful scenes. No sleep for 30 hours, am feeling very weak and can see no external hope. If it is all over with me now, may I die a good death mindfull of my self. May I never lose myself.* More and more you begin to think about the philosophical work you need to do and how to combine the two camps of 'God' and logic. [[choice 14<- More writing]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/367686__funwithsound__pencil-write.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1313/q/67/i/5b613478db2e095db560c8b37e71a7801381fd539dfdcf1e42780de9f6adf38c/Ludwig-header12.jpg> </div> <img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1280/q/67/i/4b08deb6ee54365618864b09a57ca31294324a6de11c9a5bfb37d21334a77a8d/writing-1209121_1280.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> 7-11-1914 *I still do not understand how to do my duty just because it is my duty and to reserve all of the human being in me for the life of the spirit. I may die in an hour, I may die in two hours, I may die in a month, or not for a few years. I cannot know about it and I cannot do anything for or against it such is this life. How then ought I to live in order to hold my own at that moment, to live amid the good and the beautiful until life stops of itself.* 12-10-1914 *Tonight then -we are supposed to fire with Quick Firing guns and machine guns, more to make noise, I am told, than to hit anything. I gather too that it is going to be a dangerous affair. If I am supposed to guide the searchlight, then I shall certainly be lost. But that does not matter, because only one thing is necessary! We sail in an hour. God is with me!* [[choice 15<- Last entry of 1914]] <audio src="https://files.persona.co/45133/367686__funwithsound__pencil-write.mp3" autoplay>

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1535/q/67/i/7e212f76e70c231ca13717c1d632b5f85fede16863e19cbad19fefa0f62370ff/Ludwig-header14.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> The war is still not over and you have a hard time merging the two counterparts in your thinking. In July 1916 you write: *What do I know about God and the purpose of life? I know that this world exists. That I have a place in it like that of my eye in its visual field. That there is something problematic about it, which we call its sense. That this sense is not situated in the world but outside of it. The sense of life, i.e. the sense of the world, can be called God And connected with the image of God as a father. Yes my work has broadened out from the foundations of logic to the essence of the world.* [[choice 17<-The End , Credits]]

<img src=https://cortex.persona.co/w/1301/q/67/i/3914e0ba88903a04ac1d501ac5f9b61a386e39fd6c3253405efd7c5819dcab74/Ludwig-header15.jpg> </div> <style> img { display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 70%; } </style> 'Did you see the art in the sitting room?' 'Did you went to Tarnow?' No? 'I would play the game again if I were you' The text that is *not* written in a diary format is fiction and written by me (Sabine Perigault). In general the book van Brian McGUINNESS 'Young Ludwig Wittgenstein's life 1889-1921' has provided all the information related to Wittgenstein's diary and (geographical) positions in war. All the Diary entries came out of Wittgestein's diary and notebooks, I used the entries via McGuiness. Choices 1-7 uses pictures of the house of Wittgenstein in Hochreit. These pictures are of the puclic domain and you can acces them via wikipedia ( https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Palais_Wittgenstein ) The pianomusic is from Bortexx. I downloaded it via Freemusic archive ( http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Borrtex/18_Years/Borrtex_-_tude_Nb_01-_18_Years ) *Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International (CC BY-NC 4.0)* All the sounds are downloaded via Freesound.org All of them are licenced under CC0 1.0 Universal (CC0 1.0) Public Domain Dedication. Exept the cracking door by ( https://freesound.org/people/suhral/sounds/346154/ ) Attribution 3.0 Unported (CC BY 3.0) The photo of Skjolden is made by Anders Beer Wilse and falls under the public domain ( https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Eidsvann-Skjolden-Luster-by-Anders_Beer_Wilse-1937.jpg )