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36 - Thus Spake Zarathustra - Friedrich Nietzsche · The Philosophy Insights Collection

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  Part three, Chapter thirty six, The Land of Culture? Too far?
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  Did I fly into the future a whore seized upon me? When I looked
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  around me, Lo there time was my soul contemporary? Then did I fly
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  backwards homewards and always faster. Thus did I come unto you, ye present
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  day men, and into the land of culture for the first time? Brought
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  I and I to see you in good desire? Fairly with longing in my
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  heart did I come? But how did it turn out? With me?
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  Although so alarmed I had yet to laugh. Never did mine eye see anything
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  so motley colored? I laughed and laughed, while my foot still trembled in
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  my heart as well. Here, forsooth is the home of all the paint
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  pots, said I, with fifty patches painted on faces and limbs. So
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  at ye there to mine astonishment, ye present day men, And with fifty
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  mirrors around you, which flattered your play of colors and repeated it verily.
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  Ye could wear no better masks, ye, present day men, than your
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  own faces, who could recognize you written all over with the characters of the
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  past, and these characters also penciled over with new characters. Thus have ye
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  concealed yourselves well? From all decipherers. And though one be a trier of
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  the reins, who still believeth that ye have reins out of colors, Ye
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  seem to be baked and out of glued scraps all times, and people gaze
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  divers colored out of your veils, all customs and beliefs speak divers colored out
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  of your gestures. Ye who would strip you of veils and wrappers and paints
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  and gestures, would just have enough left to scare the crows. Verily,
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  I myself and the sacred crow that once saw you naked and without paint,
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  and I flew away when the skeleton nobled at me. Rather, would I
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  be a day laborer in the nether world and among the shades of the bygone,
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  fatter and fuller than ye are. Forsooth the nether worldlings, this,
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  yea, this is bitterness to my bowels, that I can neither endure you
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  naked nor clothe ye present DayMen. All that is unhomelike in the future,
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  and whatever maketh strayed birds shiver, is verily more homelike and familiar than your
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  reality. For thus speak ye real, are we holy and without faith and
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  superstition? Thus do ye plume yourselves. Alas, even without plumes. Indeed,
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  how would ye be able to believe? Ye divers scolored ones, Ye,
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  who are pictures of all that hath ever been believed? Perambulating refutations,
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  or ye of belief itself, and a dislocation of all thought untrustworthy ones.
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  Thus do I call you, ye real ones? All periods prayed against one
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  another in your spirits, and the dreams and prayings of all periods were even
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  riller than your awakeness unfruitful? Or ye therefore do ye lack belief? But
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  he who had to create had always his presaging dreams and astral premonitions, and
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  believed in believing half open doors, or ye at which grave diggers wait,
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  and this is your reality. Everything deserveth to perish. Alas, how ye
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  stand there before me, ye unfruitful ones. How lean your ribs, and
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  many of you show have had knowledge thereof many a one hath said there,
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  hath surely a god filched something from me secretly, whilst I slept verily enough
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  to make a girl for himself. Therefrom amazing is the poverty of my ribs.
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  Thus hath spoken many a present day man. Yeah, you're laughable unto
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  me, ye present DayMen, and especially when ye marvel at yourselves, and
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  woe unto me. If I could not laugh at your marveling and had to
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  swallow all that is repugnant in your platters as it is, however, I
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  will make lighter of you, since I have to carry what is heavy,
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  and what matter if beetles and may bugs also alight on my load, verily
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  it shall not on that account become heavier to me, and not from you,
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  ye present day men, shall my great weariness arise? Ah? Whither
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  shall I now ascend with my longing? From all mountains? Do I look
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  out for fatherlands and motherlands? But a home have I found nowhere? Unsettled
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  am I in all cities, and decamping at all gates, alien to me
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  in a mockery? Are the present day men to whom have laid my heart,
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  impelled me, and exiled am I from fatherlands and motherlands? Thus do
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  I love only my children's land, the undiscovered in the remotest sea. For
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  it do I bid my sales search and search? Unto my children? Will
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  I make amends for being the child of my father's and unto all the future
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  for this present day, thus spake Zarathustra, end of chapter thirty six,