Castle on a gold mountain (a story of rabbi Nachman of Breslov)


Castle on a gold mountain (a story by rabbi Nachman of Breslov)

70 cm x 50 cm
acrylic paint on fiberboard
text:  „The lost Princess” first of the rabbi Nachman's stories, last episode.

The full story:

Below the fragments of the story:

[…] There was once a king that had six sons and one daughter, and the daughter was very dear to him. [... But] one day [...] he became angry with her, [… in the] night, she went to her room, and in the morning she was gone. Her father was heartbroken, and searched for her everywhere. The viceroy saw how sad the king was, and [...] he went to look for her. He searched for a long long time. […]

She had written [a message ...] with her tears. [that] he would have to search for a mountain made of gold and a castle made of pearls, there you will find me. [...]

One time, he met a huge man, so large that he could not be considered to be a normal human being at all […]. The viceroy told him the whole story, and how he was now searching for a mountain of gold and a pearl castle. “Such a thing couldn’t possibly exist,” the giant said discouragingly. “You are simply fooling yourself with this absurd quest. There is no such thing.” The viceroy broke down and cried, and said, “I am absolutely certain that it really does exist, somewhere.” [...]

[The giant] called all of the different types of animals to come to him, from the smallest to the largest, and asked them, and they all answered that they had never seen such a thing.“ [...]
The viceroy insisted, “It certainly does exist, of that I am certain.” [...]

He searched for many years, until he found another huge man [...]. He also tried to discourage him that such a thing doesn’t exist, and the viceroy insisted that it did. […]

The viceroy [...] searched for a number of years, until he found another huge man […]. He also tried to discourage him, but the viceroy insisted, as before. The third giant told the viceroy that he would summon all the winds for him and ask them. [...] He asked them all, and not a single one of them knew of such a mountain or castle. […]

In the meantime, he saw another wind approaching. […] The wind answered, “I was held up because I had to carry a princess to a mountain of gold and a pearl castle.” The viceroy was overjoyed. [...]

The storm wind came and carried him there, and brought [the viceroy] to the gate. […]. And […] eventually he did succeed in rescuing the princess.