Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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stehen sie noch: da liegen sie schon.

Selig sind diese Schläfrigen: denn sie sollen bald einnicken. -

Also sprach Zarathustra.

Von den Hinterweltlern

Einst warf auch Zarathustra seinen Wahn jenseits des Menschen, gleich
allen Hinterweltlern. Eines leidenden und zerquälten Gottes Werk
schien mir da die Welt.

Traum schien mir da die Welt und Dichtung eines Gottes; farbiger Rauch
vor den Augen eines göttlich Unzufriednen.

Gut und böse und Lust und Leid und Ich und Du - farbiger Rauch dünkte
mich's vor schöpferischen Augen. Wegsehn wollte der Schöpfer von sich,
- da schuf er die Welt.

Trunkne Lust ist's dem Leidenden, wegzusehn von seinem Leiden und sich
zu verlieren. Trunkne Lust Und Selbst-sich-Verlieren dünkte mich einst
die Welt.

Diese Welt, die ewig unvollkommene, eines ewigen Widerspruches Abbild
und unvollkommnes Abbild - eine trunkne Lust ihrem unvollkommnen
Schöpfer: - also dünkte mich einst die Welt.

Also warf auch ich einst meinen Wahn jenseits des Menschen, gleich
allen Hinterweltlern. Jenseits des Menschen in Wahrheit?

Ach, ihr Brüder, dieser Gott, den ich schuf, war Menschen-Werk und
-Wahnsinn, gleich allen Göttern!

Mensch war er, und nur ein armes Stück Mensch und Ich: aus der eigenen
Asche und Gluth kam es mir, dieses Gespenst, und wahrlich! Nicht kam
es mir von Jenseits!

Was geschah, meine Brüder? Ich überwand mich, den Leidenden, ich trug
meine eigne Asche zu Berge, eine hellere Flamme erfand ich mir. Und
siehe! Da _wich_ das Gespenst von mir!

Leiden wäre es mir jetzt und Qual dem Genesenen, solche Gespenster zu
glauben: Leiden wäre es mir jetzt und Erniedrigung. Also rede ich zu
den Hinterweltlern.

Leiden war's und Unvermögen - das schuf alle Hinterwelten; und jener
kurze Wahnsinn des Glücks, den nur der Leidendste erfährt.

Müdigkeit, die mit Einem Sprunge zum Letzten will, mit einem
Todessprunge, eine arme unwissende Müdigkeit, die nicht einmal mehr
wollen will: die schuf alle Götter und Hinterwelten.

Glaubt es mir, meine Brüder! Der Leib war's, der am Leibe
verzweifelte, - der tastete mit den Fingern des bethörten Geistes an
die letzten Wände.

Glaubt es mir, meine Brüder! Der Leib war's, der an der Erde
verzweifelte, - der hörte den Bauch des Seins zu sich reden.

Und da wollte er mit dem Kopfe durch die letzten Wände, und nicht nur
mit dem Kopfe, - hinüber zu "jener Welt".

Aber "jene Welt" ist gut verborgen vor dem Menschen, jene entmenschte
unmenschliche Welt, die ein himmlisches Nichts ist; und der Bauch des
Seins redet gar nicht zum Menschen, es sei denn als Mensch.

Wahrlich, schwer zu beweisen ist alles Sein und schwer zum Reden zu
bringen. Sagt mir, ihr Brüder, ist nicht das Wunderlichste aller Dinge
noch am besten bewiesen?

Ja, diess Ich und des Ich's Widerspruch und Wirrsal redet

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