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24 - Thus Spake Zarathustra - Friedrich Nietzsche · Logic Library

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  Part two, Chapter twenty four. In the Happy Aisles, the figs fall
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  far from the trees. They're good and sweet, and in falling the red
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  skins of them break a north wind. Am I to ripe figs? Thus,
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  like figs, did these doctrines fall for you? My friends? Imbibe?
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  Now they're juice in their sweet substance. It is autumn all around,
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  in clear sky and afternoon. Lo what fullness is around us? And out
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  of the midst of superabundance, it is delightful to look out upon distant seas.
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  Once did people say God when they looked out upon distant seas? Now,
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  however, I have taught you to say Superman. God is a conjecture,
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  But I do not wish your conjecturing to reach beyond your creating will.
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  Could ye create a God? Then I pray you be silent about all gods?
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  But ye could well create the Superman? Not perhaps ye yourselves, my
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  brethren, but into fathers and forefathers of the Superman. Could ye transform yourselves
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  and let that be your best creating? God is a conjecture, but I
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  should like your conjecturing restricted to the conceivable. Could ye conceive a God?
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  But let this mean will to truth unto you, that everything be transformed into
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  the humanly conceivable, the humanly visible, the humanly sensible. Your own discernment
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  shall ye follow out to the end. And what YE have called the world
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  shall but be created by you, your reason, your likeness, your will,
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  your love, shall it itself become and verily for your bliss, Ye
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  discerning ones, And how would ye endure life without that hope? Ye discerning
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  ones? Neither in the inconceivable could ye have been born, nor in the
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  irrational, but that I may reveal my heart entirely unto you, my friends,
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  If there were gods, how could I endure it to be? No
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  God? Therefore there are no gods? Yea, I have drawn the conclusion.
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  Now, however doth it draw me? God is a conjecture? But
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  who could drink all the bitterness of this conjecture without dying? Shall his faith
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  be taken from the creating One, and from the eagle his flights into eagle
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  heights. God is a thought. It maketh all the straight crooked, and
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  all that standeth real. What time would be gone and all the perishable would
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  be but a lie? To think? This is giddiness and vertigo to human
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  limbs, and even vomiting to the stomach. Verily, the reeling sickness do
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  I call it to congesture? Such a thing evil? Do I call it?
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  And misanthropic? All that teaching about the one and the planum, and
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  the unmoved, and the sufficient and the imperishable, all the imperishable, that's
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  but a simile, And the poets lie too much. But of time and
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  of becoming shall the best simile speak? A praise shall they be, and
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  a justification of all perishableness. Creating that is the great salvation from suffering and
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  life's alleviation. But for the Creator to appear, suffering itself is needed.
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  And much transformation, yea much bitter dying must there be in your life?
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  Ye creators. Thus are ye advocates and justifiers of all perishableness. For the
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  Creator himself to be the newborn child, he must also be willing to be
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  the child bearer and endure the pangs of the child bearer. Verily, through
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  a hundred souls went I my way, and through a hundred cradles in birth
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  throws. Many a farewell have I taken. I know the heartbreaking last hours,
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  but so willth it my creating will, my fate, or to tell
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  you it more candidly, just such a fate willeth my will all feeling suffereth
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  in me and is in prison. But my willing ever cometh to me as
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  mine emancipator and comforter willing emancipateth. This is the true doctrine of will and
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  emancipation. So teacheth you Zarathustra, no longer willing, and no longer valuing,
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  and no longer creating, Ah, that that great debility may never be
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  far from me? And also into learning? Do I feel only my will's
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  procreating and evolving delight? And if there be innocence in my knowledge, it
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  is because there is will to procreation in it away from God and God's did
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  this will allure me? What would there be to create if there were gods?
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  But to man? Doth it ever impel me? Anew? My fervent
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  creative will thus impelleth it. The hammer to the stone, Ah, Ye,
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  men, within the stone slumbereth an image for me, the image of
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  my visions. Ah, that it should slumber in the hardest, ugliest stone.
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  Now rageth my hammer ruthlessly against its prison from the stone, fly the
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  fragments. What's that? To me? I will complete it. For a
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  shadow came unto me, the stillest and lightest of all things once came unto
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  me. The beauty of the Superman came unto me as a shadow. Ah,
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  my brethren, of what account now are the gods? To me?
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  Thus spake Zarathustra, end of Chapter twenty four.