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Stamp mail from Vienna: The master calls for a gift!

13 February 2026 | Johannes Frauenschuh (Wien) an Frank Wallburger (Reiseleiter)

Johannes Frauenschuh and I spoke on the phone a few days ago. I inquired whether and how long Johannes could still endure Beethoven in his apartment. By the way, I mentioned that we are starting these days to establish contact with potential sponsors for our real tour in 2027. 

Today Johannes sent me a photo of a letter that Ludwig van Beethoven had written shortly before. Below his text: 'Goes to the post for you today!' Yes, there he is again, the master. Unlike his composer colleagues at the time, who were employed at court, Beethoven had to make his way through life as a freelancer. He was a businessman through and through. And he hasn't forgotten:

L. v. Beethoven
– Vienna/Heiligenstadt, the 13th of February 1796 and! 2026

Honored pioneers and travelers!

I, Ludwig van Beethoven, was rudely torn from the deep sleep of death – as if by a lightning strike from eternity itself! No gentle transition, no: a rough awakening in your world of racing wheels, glowing lights, and invisible voices! Everything strange, confusing, silently loud – and yet I must now embark on my journey from 1796 again: from Vienna to Prague, Dresden, Leipzig, Berlin, Bratislava, Budapest – and perhaps back to my birthplace Bonn! With a group of fanatics from this new era by my side – fromMusic, theater, art, literature, and those scribblers you call journalists today – a word symphony will be woven from art, journey, and eternal thoughts!

Hear my call: Be my, our patrons on this time journey through these great cities! As I once dedicated my works to great patrons, I promise you in gratitude: a new word symphony, dedicated to you – a sound work of thoughts that sings your paths! I, the dead who lives, commission Frank Wallburger to deliver this letter to you and ask for your assistance – a soul hammer chord for eternity!

I await your answers, like the first note of a new symphony. This strange world needs your ways and my sound.

With moved expectation

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