Ainsi Parlait Zarathoustra

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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qu'à un Dieu qui saurait danser.

Et lorsque je vis mon démon, je le trouvai sérieux, grave, profond et
solennel: c'était l'esprit de lourdeur, - c'est par lui que tombent
toutes choses.

Ce n'est pas par la colère, mais par le rire que l'on tue. En avant,
tuons l'esprit de lourdeur!

J'ai appris à marcher: depuis lors, je me laisse courir. J'ai appris à
voler, depuis lors je ne veux pas être poussé pour changer de place.

Maintenant je suis léger, maintenant je vole, maintenant je me vois
aud-dessous de moi, maintenant un dieu danse en moi.

Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra.


Zarathoustra s'était aperçu qu'un jeune homme l'évitait. Et comme il
allait un soir seul par la montagne qui domine la ville appelée "la
Vache multicolore", il trouva dans sa promenade ce jeune homme, appuyé
contre un arbre et jetant sur la vallée un regard fatigué.
Zarathoustra mit son bras autour de l'arbre contre lequel le jeune
homme était assis et il parla ainsi:

"Si je voulais secouer cet arbre avec mes mains, je ne le pourrais pas.

Mais le vent que nous ne voyons pas l'agite et le courbe comme il veut.
De même nous sommes courbés et agités par des mains invisibles.

Alors le jeune homme se leva stupéfait et il dit: "J'entends
Zarathoustra et justement je pensais à lui." Zarathoustra répondit:

"Pourquoi t'effrayes-tu? - Il es est de l'homme comme de l'arbre.

Puis il veut s'élever vers les hauteurs et la clarté, plus profondément
aussi ses racines s'enfoncent dans la terre, dans les ténèbres et
l'abîme, - dans le mal?"

" Oui, dans le mal! s'écria le jeune homme. Comment est-il possible
que tu aies découvert mon âme?"

Zarathoustra se prit à sourire et dit: "Il y a des âmes qu'on ne
découvrira jamais, à moins que l'on ne commence par les inventer."

"Oui, dans le mal! s'écria derechef le jeune homme.

Tu disais la vérité, Zarathoustra. Je n'ai plus confiance en moi-même,
depuis que je veux monter dans les hauteurs, et personne n'a plus
confiance en moi, - d'où cela peut-il donc venir?

Je me transforme trop vite: mon présent réfute mon passé. Je saute
souvent des marches quand je monte, - c'est ce que les marches ne me
pardonnent pas.

Quand je suis en haut je me trouve toujours seul. Personne ne me
parle, le froid de la solitude me fait trembler. Qu'est-ce que je veux
donc dans les hauteurs?

Mon mépris et mon désir grandissent ensemble; plus je m'élève, plus je
méprise celui qui s'élève. Que veut-il donc dans

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----- Footnote 11: In German the expression _Kopf zu waschen_, besides the literal sense, also means "to give a person a sound drubbing.