Also sprach Zarathustra: Ein Buch für Alle und Keinen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Und noch Eins weiss ich: ich stehe jetzt vor meinem letzten Gipfel und
vor dem, was mir am längsten aufgespart war. Ach, meinen härtesten Weg
muss ich hinan! Ach, ich begann meine einsamste Wanderung!

Wer aber meiner Art ist, der entgeht einer solchen Stunde nicht: der
Stunde, die zu ihm redet: "Jetzo erst gehst du deinen Weg der Grösse!
Gipfel und Abgrund - das ist jetzt in Eins beschlossen!

Du gehst deinen Weg der Grösse: nun ist deine letzte Zuflucht worden,
was bisher deine letzte Gefahr hiess!

Du gehst deinen Weg der Grösse: das muss nun dein bester Muth sein,
dass es hinter dir keinen Weg mehr giebt!

Du gehst deinen Weg der Grösse; hier soll dir Keiner nachschleichen!
Dein Fuss selber löschte hinter dir den Weg aus, und über ihm steht
geschrieben: Unmöglichkeit.

Und wenn dir nunmehr alle Leitern fehlen, so musst du verstehen, noch
auf deinen eigenen Kopf zu steigen: wie wolltest du anders aufwärts

Auf deinen eigenen Kopf und hinweg über dein eigenes Herz! Jetzt muss
das Mildeste an dir noch zum Härtesten werden.

Wer sich stets viel geschont hat, der kränkelt zuletzt an seiner
vielen Schonung. Gelobt sei, was hart macht! Ich lobe das Land nicht,
wo Butter und Honig - fliesst!

Von sich _absehn_ lernen ist nöthig, um _Viel_ zu sehn: - diese Härte
thut jedem Berge-Steigenden Noth.

Wer aber mit den Augen zudringlich ist als Erkennender, wie sollte der
von allen Dingen mehr als ihre vorderen Gründe sehn!

Du aber, oh Zarathustra, wolltest aller Dinge Grund schaun und
Hintergrund: so musst du schon über dich selber steigen, - hinan,
hinauf, bis du auch deine Sterne noch _unter_ dir hast!

Ja! Hinab auf mich selber sehn und noch auf meine Sterne: das erst
hiesse mir mein _Gipfel_, das blieb mir noch zurück als mein _letzter_
Gipfel! -"

Also sprach Zarathustra im Steigen zu sich, mit harten Sprüchlein sein
Herz tröstend: denn er war wund am Herzen wie noch niemals zuvor. Und
als er auf die Höhe des Bergrückens kam, siehe, da lag das andere Meer
vor ihm ausgebreitet: und er stand still und schwieg lange. Die Nacht
aber war kalt in dieser Höhe und klar und hellgestirnt.

Ich erkenne mein Loos, sagte er endlich mit Trauer. Wohlan! Ich bin
bereit. Eben begann meine letzte Einsamkeit.

Ach, diese schwarze traurige See unter mir! Ach, diese schwangere
nächtliche Verdrossenheit! Ach, Schicksal und See! Zu euch muss ich
nun _hinab_ steigen!

Vor meinem höchsten Berge stehe ich und vor meiner längsten Wanderung:
darum muss ich erst tiefer hinab als ich jemals stieg:

- tiefer hinab in den Schmerz als ich jemals stieg, bis hinein in
seine schwärzeste Fluth! So will es

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