As regards Josephine there's no hope left, her time is over and I'm already able to see the last word regarding her existence, the last dying whistle of her tune as it fades into silence. She's merely a small episode in the never ending saga of our folk, a bit of history, and we'll be able to rise above our loss, our folk shall continue on. But then, it won't be that easy-how are we to assemble together in total silence? Indeed, we weren't all that silent even when she was with us, was her actual whistling louder and more lively than our memory of it, am I saying anything in posing such a riddle? And was it ever anything more than a memory even when she still lived, rather isn't it much more the case that our folk in its wisdom, our folk rated her song so highly even due to this, because it was some-thing that bespoke what is immortal, something that we'd never lose. Perhaps then, indeed, we won't be missing her all that much.
But Josephine, Josephine who has now been released from all of our earthly travails-travails that, in her opinion, lie in wait for anyone who has been chosen to rise above the mundane-it is with joy that she shall become lost in the countless multitude who make up our heroes, the heroes of our folk; and soon, seeing as how we're such awful historians, soon in a heightened state of blissful release {gesteigerte Erlösung} she too shall be forgotten along with all of her brothers and sisters, there is so much that we tend to forget...