Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Augen-Blidk - _Wenig_ macht die
Art des _besten_ Glücks. Still!

- Was geschah mir: Horch! Flog die Zeit wohl davon? Falle ich nicht?
Fiel ich nicht - horch! in den Brunnen der Ewigkeit?

- Was geschieht mir? Still! Es sticht mich - wehe - in's Herz? In's
Herz! Oh zerbrich, zerbrich, Herz, nach solchem Glücke, nach solchem
Stiche!

- Wie? Ward die Welt nicht eben vollkommen? Rund und reif? Oh des
goldenen runden Reifs - wohin fliegt er wohl? Laufe ich ihm nach!
Husch!

Still - - (und hier dehnte sich Zarathustra und fühlte, dass er
schlafe.) -

Auf! sprach er zu sich selber, du Schläfer! Du Mittagsschläfer!
Wohlan, wohlauf, ihr alten Beine! Zeit ist's und Überzeit, manch gut
Stück Wegs blieb euch noch zurück -

Nun schlieft ihr euch aus, wie lange doch? Eine halbe Ewigkeit!
Wohlan, wohlauf nun, mein altes Herz! Wie lange erst darfst du nach
solchem Schlaf - dich auswachen?

(Aber da schlief er schon von Neuem ein, und seine Seele sprach gegen
ihn und wehrte sich und legte sich wieder hin) - "Lass mich doch!
Still! Ward nicht die Welt eben vollkommen? Oh des goldnen runden
Balls!" -

"Steh auf, sprach Zarathustra, du kleine Diebin, du Tagediebin! Wie?
Immer noch sich strecken, gähnen, seufzen, hinunterfallen in tiefe
Brunnen?

Wer bist du doch! Oh meine Seele!" (und hier erschrak er, denn ein
Sonnenstrahl fiel vom Himmel herunter auf sein Gesicht)

"Oh Himmel über mir, sprach er seufzend und setzte sich aufrecht, du
schaust mir zu? Du horchst meiner wunderlichen Seele zu?

Wann trinkst du diesen Tropfen Thau's, der auf alle Erden-Dinge
niederfiel, - wann trinkst du diese wunderliche Seele -

- wann, Brunnen der Ewigkeit! du heiterer schauerlicher
Mittags-Abgrund! wann trinkst du meine Seele in dich zurück?"

Also sprach Zarathustra und erhob sich von seinem Lager am Baume wie
aus einer fremden Trunkenheit: und siehe, da stand die Sonne immer
noch gerade über seinem Haupte. Es möchte aber Einer daraus mit Recht
abnehmen, dass Zarathustra damals nicht lange geschlafen habe.



Die Begrüssung

Am späten Nachmittage war es erst, dass Zarathustra, nach langem
umsonstigen Suchen und Umherstreifen, wieder zu seiner Höhle heimkam.
Als er aber derselben gegenüberstand, nicht zwanzig Schritt mehr von
ihr ferne, da geschah das, was er jetzt am wenigsten erwartete: von
Neuem hörte er den grossen _Nothschrei_. Und, erstaunlich! diess
Mal kam derselbige aus seiner eignen Höhle. Es war aber ein langer
vielfältiger seltsamer Schrei, und Zarathustra unterschied deutlich,
dass er sich aus vielen Stimmen zusammensetze: mochte er schon, aus
der Ferne gehört, gleich dem Schrei aus einem einzigen Munde klingen.

Da sprang Zarathustra auf seine Höhle zu, und siehe! welches
Schauspiel erwartete ihn erst nach diesem Hörspiele! Denn da sassen
sie allesammt

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