Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Allem, was blickt Schafmässig, lammäugig, krauswollig, Grau, mit

Also Adlerhaft, pantherhaft Sind des Dichters Sehnsüchte, Sind _deine_
Sehnsüchte unter tausend Larven, Du Narr! Du Dichter!

Der du den Menschen schautest So Gott als Schaf -: Den Gott
_zerreissen_ im Menschen Wie das Schaf im Menschen, Und zerreisend
_lachen_ -

_Das_, _Das_ ist deine Seligkeit! Eines Panthers und Adlers Seligkeit!
Eines Dichters und Narren Seligkeit!" - -

Bei abgehellter Luft, Wenn schon des Monds Sichel Grün zwischen
Purpurröthen Und neidisch hinschleicht: - dem Tage feind, Mit jedem
Schritte heimlich An Rosen-Hängematten Hinsichelnd, bis sie sinken,
Nacht-abwärts blass hinabsinken:

So sank ich selber einstmals Aus meinem Wahrheits-Wahnsinne, Aus
meinen Tages-Sehnsüchten, Des Tages müde, krank vom Lichte, - sank
abwärts, abendwärts, schattenwärts: Von Einer Wahrheit Verbrannt und
durstig: - gedenkst du noch, gedenkst du, heisses Herz, Wie da du
durstetest? - Dass ich verbannt sei Von _aller_ Wahrheit, Nur Narr!
Nur Dichter!

Von der Wissenschaft

Also sang der Zauberer; und Alle, die beisammen waren, giengen gleich
Vögeln unvermerkt in das Netz seiner listigen und schwermüthigen
Wollust. Nur der Gewissenhafte des Geistes war nicht eingefangen: er
nahm flugs dem Zauberer die Harfe weg und rief "Luft! Lasst gute Luft
herein! Lass Zarathustra herein! Du machst diese Höhle schwül und
giftig, du schlimmer alter Zauberer!

Du verfährst, du Falscher, Feiner, zu unbekannten Begierden und
Wildnissen. Und wehe, wenn Solche, wie du, von der _Wahrheit_ Redens
und Wesens machen!

Wehe allen freien Geistern, welche nicht vor _solchen_ Zauberern auf
der Hut sind! Dahin ist es mit ihrer Freiheit: du lehrst und lockst
zurück in Gefängnisse, -

- du alter schwermüthiger Teufel, aus deiner Klage klingt eine
Lockpfeife, du gleichst Solchen, welche mit ihrem Lobe der Keuschheit
heimlich zu Wollüsten laden!"

Also sprach der Gewissenhafte; der alte Zauberer aber blickte um sich,
genoss seines Sieges und verschluckte darüber den Verdruss, welchen
ihm der Gewissenhafte machte. "Sei still! sagte er mit bescheidener
Stimme, gute Lieder wollen gut wiederhallen; nach guten Liedern soll
man lange schweigen.

So thun es diese Alle, die höheren Menschen. Du aber hast wohl Wenig
von meinem Lied verstanden? In dir ist Wenig von einem Zaubergeiste."

"Du lobst mich, entgegnete der Gewissenhafte, indem du mich von dir
abtrennst, wohlan! Aber ihr Anderen, was sehe ich? Ihr sitzt alle noch
mit lüsternen Augen da -:

Ihr freien Seelen, wohin ist eure Freiheit! Fast, dünkt mich's,
gleicht ihr Solchen, die lange schlimmen tanzenden nackten Mädchen
zusahn: eure Seelen tanzen selber!

In euch, ihr höheren Menschen, muss Mehr von Dem sein, was der
Zauberer seinen bösen Zauber- und Truggeist nennt: - wir müssen wohl
verschieden sein.

Und wahrlich, wir sprachen und dachten genug mitsammen, ehe
Zarathustra heimkam zu seiner Höhle, als dass ich nicht wüsste: wir
_sind_ verschieden.

Wir _suchen_ Verschiednes

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