Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Predigern des Todes!

Viel zu Viele werden geboren: für die Überflüssigen ward der Staat
erfunden!

Seht mir doch, wie er sie an sich lockt, die Viel-zu-Vielen! Wie er
sie schlingt und kaut und wiederkäut!

"Auf der Erde ist nichts Grösseres als ich: der ordnende Finger bin
ich Gottes" - also brüllt das Unthier. Und nicht nur Langgeohrte und
Kurzgeäugte sinken auf die Kniee!

Ach, auch in euch, ihr grossen Seelen, raunt er seine düsteren Lügen!
Ach, er erräth die reichen Herzen, die gerne sich verschwenden!

Ja, auch euch erräth er, ihr Besieger des alten Gottes! Müde wurdet
ihr im Kampfe, und nun dient eure Müdigkeit noch dem neuen Götzen!

Helden und Ehrenhafte möchte er um sich aufstellen, der neue Götze!
Gerne sonnt er sich im Sonnenschein guter Gewissen, - das kalte
Unthier!

Alles will er _euch_ geben, wenn _ihr_ ihn anbetet, der neue Götze:
also kauft er sich den Glanz eurer Tugend und den Blick eurer stolzen
Augen.

Ködern will er mit euch die Viel-zu-Vielen! Ja, ein Höllenkunststück
ward da erfunden, ein Pferd des Todes, klirrend im Putz göttlicher
Ehren!

Ja, ein Sterben für Viele ward da erfunden, das sich selber als Leben
preist: wahrlich, ein Herzensdienst allen Predigern des Todes!

Staat nenne ich's, wo Alle Gifttrinker sind, Gute und Schlimme: Staat,
wo Alle sich selber verlieren, Gute und Schlimme: Staat, wo der
langsame Selbstmord Aller - "das Leben" heisst.

Seht mir doch diese Überflüssigen! Sie stehlen sich die Werke der
Erfinder und die Schätze der Weisen: Bildung nennen sie ihren
Diebstahl - und Alles wird ihnen zu Krankheit und Ungemach!

Seht mir doch diese Überflüssigen! Krank sind sie immer, sie erbrechen
ihre Galle und nennen es Zeitung. Sie verschlingen einander und können
sich nicht einmal verdauen.

Seht mir doch diese Überflüssigen! Reichthümer erwerben sie und werden
ärmer damit. Macht wollen sie und zuerst das Brecheisen der Macht,
viel Geld, - diese Unvermögenden!

Seht sie klettern, diese geschwinden Affen! Sie klettern über einander
hinweg und zerren sich also in den Schlamm und die Tiefe.

Hin zum Throne wollen sie Alle: ihr Wahnsinn ist es, - als ob das
Glück auf dem Throne sässe! Oft sitzt der Schlamm auf dem Thron - und
oft auch der Thron auf dem Schlamme.

Wahnsinnige sind sie mir Alle und kletternde Affen und Überheisse.
Übel riecht mir ihr Götze, das kalte Unthier: übel riechen sie mir
alle zusammen, diese Götzendiener.

Meine Brüder, wollt ihr denn ersticken im Dunste ihrer Mäuler und
Begierden! Lieber zerbrecht doch die Fenster und springt in's Freie!

Geht doch dem schlechten Geruche aus dem Wege! Geht fort von der
Götzendienerei der Überflüssigen!

Geht doch dem schlechten Geruche aus dem Wege! Geht fort von dem
Dampfe dieser Menschenopfer!

Frei steht grossen

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Text Comparison with Thoughts out of Season, Part I David Strauss, the Confessor and the Writer - Richard Wagner in Bayreuth.

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There, and nowhere else, will you find the true heroes of coming times, men of moral courage, men whose failures and successes are alike admirable, men whose noble passions have altogether superseded the ordinary vulgarities and moralities of lower beings, men endowed with an extraordinary imagination, which, however, is balanced by an equal power of reason, men already anointed with a drop of that sacred and noble oil, without which the High Priest-Philosopher of Modern Germany would not have crowned his Royal Race of the Future.
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Most readers who will have heard of Nietzsche's subsequent denunciation of Wagner's music will probably stand aghast before this panegyric of him; those who, like Professor Saintsbury, will fail to discover the internal evidence in this essay which points so infallibly to Nietzsche's _real_ but still subconscious opinion of his hero, may even be content to regard his later attitude as the result of a complete _volte-face_, and at any rate a flat contradiction of the one.
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Even Goethe in his day had to cry: "Upon my honour, we are in need of a Lessing, and woe unto all vain masters and to the whole æsthetic kingdom of heaven, when the young tiger, whose restless strength will be visible in his every distended muscle and his every glance, shall sally forth to seek his prey!" V.
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This is a confession,.
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He does not even spare the venerable old universe in his eulogies--as though it were only now and henceforward sufficiently sanctified by praise to revolve around the central monad David Strauss.
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Thus Strauss has seen fulfilled in each of his readers what he only demanded of the future.
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illogical simply because the third question has nothing to do with the second, nor the fourth with the third, nor all three with the first.
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Or is it perhaps sufficient in this case that the subject of belief himself be tormented and stabbed with the view of bringing the believers to that "religious reaction" which is the distinguishing sign of the "new faith.
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And even they who could have done it best, _i.
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309); "The Swiss constitution is to that of England as a watermill is to a steam-engine, as a waltz-tune or a song to a fugue or symphony" (p.
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When on that dismal and cloudy day in May 1872, after the foundation stone had been laid on the height of Bayreuth, amid torrents of rain, and while Wagner was driving back to the town with a small party of us, he was exceptionally silent, and there was that indescribable look in his eyes as of one who has turned his gaze deeply inwards.
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And wonderfully he achieved this end! It is delightful to follow his progress.
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For my part, the most important question philosophy has to decide seems to be, how far things have acquired an unalterable stamp and form, and, once this question has been answered, I think it the duty of philosophy unhesitatingly and courageously to proceed with the task of _improving that part of the world which has been recognised as still susceptible to change_.
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Alone with oneself!--this thought terrifies the modern soul; it is his one anxiety, his one ghastly fear.
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By hook or by crook to make conscience unconscious! To assist the modern soul over the sensation of guilt, not to lead it back to innocence! And this for the space of moments only! To defend men against themselves, that their inmost heart may be silenced, that they may turn a deaf ear to its voice! The souls of those few who really feel the utter ignominy of this mission and its terrible humiliation of art, must be filled to the brim with sorrow and pity, but also with a new and overpowering yearning.
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Who would undertake to name the object of its existence with any certainty?--even supposing the sort of purpose which it would be likely to have could be divined at all.
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His appearance in the history of art resembles nothing so much as a volcanic eruption of the united artistic faculties of Nature herself, after mankind had grown to regard the practice of a special art as a necessary rule.
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If the philosopher says it is will that struggles for existence in animate and inanimate nature, the musician adds: And this will wherever it manifests itself, yearns for a melodious existence.
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That is why the symphony, as Beethoven understood it, is such a wonderfully obscure production, more especially when, here and there, it makes faltering attempts at rendering Beethoven's pathos.
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Albeit it is obviously all one to Wagner whether musicians compose in his style, or whether they compose at all, he even does his utmost to dissipate the belief that a school of composers should now necessarily follow in his wake; though, in so far as he exercises a direct influence upon musicians, he does indeed try to instruct them concerning the art of grand execution.