Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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malade de lumière,
- je suis tombé plus bas, vers le couchant et l'ombre:
par une vérité
brûlé et assoiffé:
- t'en souviens-tu, t'en souviens-tu, coeur chaud,
comme alors tu avais soif? -
_Que je sois banni
de toutes les vérités!
Fou seulement, poète seulement!_





DE LA SCIENCE


Ainsi chantait l'enchanteur; et tous ceux qui étaient assemblés furent
pris comme des oiseaux, au filet de sa volupté rusée et mélancolique.
Seul le consciencieux de l'esprit ne s'était pas laissé prendre: il
enleva vite la harpe de la main de l'enchanteur et s'écria: "De l'air!
Faites entrer de bon air! Faites entrer Zarathoustra! Tu rends l'air
de cette caverne lourd et empoisonné, vieil enchanteur malin!

Homme faux et raffiné, ta séduction conduit à des désirs et à des
déserts inconnus. Et malheur à nous si des gens comme toi parlent de
la vérité et lui donnent de l'importance!

Malheur à tous les esprits libres qui ne sont pas en garde contre
_pareils_ enchanteurs! C'en sera fait de leur liberté: tu enseignes le
retour dans les prisons et tu y ramènes, - vieux démon mélancolique, ta
plainte contient un appel, tu ressembles à ceux dont l'éloge de la
chasteté invite secrètement à des voluptés!"

Ainsi parlait le consciencieux; mais le vieil enchanteur regardait
autour de lui, jouissant de sa victoire, ce qui faisait rentrer en lui
le dépit que lui causait le consciencieux. "Tais-toi, dit-il d'une
voix modeste, de bonnes chansons veulent avoir de bons échos; après de
bonnes chansons, il faut se taire longtemps.

C'est ainsi qu'ils font tous, ces hommes supérieurs. Mais toi tu n'as
probablement pas compris grand'chose à mon poème? En toi il n'y a rien
moins qu'un esprit enchanteur."

"Tu me loues, répartit le consciencieux, en me séparant de toi; cela
est très bien! Mais vous autres, que vois-je! Vous êtes encore assis
là avec des regards de désir - :

O âmes libres, où donc s'en est allée votre liberté? Il me semble
presque que vous ressemblez à ceux qui ont longtemps regardé danser les
filles perverses et nues: vos âmes mêmes se mettent à danser!

Il doit y avoir en vous, ô hommes supérieurs, beaucoup plus de ce que
l'enchanteur appelle son mauvais esprit d'enchantement et de duperie: -
il faut bien que nous soyons différents.

Et, en vérité, nous avons assez parlé et pensé ensemble, avant que
Zarathoustra revînt à sa taverne, pour que je sache que nous _sommes_
différents.

Nous _cherchons_ des choses différentes, là-haut aussi, vous et moi.
Car moi je cherche plus de _certitude_, c'est pourquoi je suis venu
auprès de Zarathoustra. Car c'est lui qui

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