The Twilight of the Idols - The Antichrist Complete Works, Volume Sixteen

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Dionysus. Returning from these
most strange of all pursuits Zarathustra comes back with love to the
narrowest and smallest things,--he blesses all his experiences and dies
with a blessing on his lips.


From people who merely pray we must become people who bless.

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and that teach I unto men: no longer to thrust one's head into the sand of celestial things, but to carry it freely, a terrestrial head, which giveth meaning to the earth! A new will teach I unto men: to choose that path which man hath followed blindly, and to approve of it--and no longer to slink aside from it, like the sick and perishing! The sick and perishing--it was they who despised the body and the earth, and invented the heavenly world, and the redeeming blood-drops; but even those sweet and sad poisons they borrowed from the body and the earth! From their misery they sought escape, and the stars were too remote for them.
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But take care lest it be thy fate to suffer all their poisonous injustice! They buzz around thee also with their praise: obtrusiveness, is their praise.
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"Why stealest thou along so furtively in the.
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" Then did ye haunt me with foul phantoms; ah, whither hath that happy hour now fled! "All days shall be holy unto me"--so spake once the wisdom of my youth: verily, the language of a joyous wisdom! But then did ye enemies steal my nights, and sold them to sleepless torture: ah, whither hath that joyous wisdom now fled? Once did I long for happy auspices: then did ye lead an owl-monster across my path, an adverse sign.
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" Verily, a great folly dwelleth in our Will; and it became a curse unto all humanity, that this folly acquired spirit! THE SPIRIT OF REVENGE: my friends, that hath hitherto been man's best contemplation; and where there was suffering, it was claimed there was always penalty.
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I pass through this people and keep mine eyes open: they do not forgive me for not envying their virtues.
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And verily, many a chance came imperiously unto me: but still more imperiously did my WILL speak unto it,--then did it lie imploringly upon its knees-- --Imploring that it might find home and heart with me, and saying flatteringly: "See, O Zarathustra, how friend only cometh unto friend!"-- But why talk I, when no one hath MINE.
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the nature of weak men: they lose themselves on their way.
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Thy graciousness and over-graciousness, is it which will not complain and weep: and yet, O my soul, longeth thy smiling for tears, and thy trembling mouth for sobs.
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There is an old heavy, heavy, booming-clock: it boometh by night up to thy cave:-- --When thou hearest this clock strike the hours at midnight, then thinkest thou between one and twelve thereon-- --Thou thinkest thereon, O Zarathustra, I know it--of soon leaving me!"-- "Yea," answered I, hesitatingly, "but thou knowest it also"--And I said something into her ear, in amongst her confused, yellow, foolish tresses.
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Thou seekest for great men, thou strange fool? Who TAUGHT that to thee? Is to-day the time for it? Oh, thou bad seeker, why dost thou--tempt me?"-- Thus spake Zarathustra, comforted in his heart, and went laughing on his way.
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Ye yourselves are not those unto whom my heritage and name belong.
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Afterward he began to sing with a kind of roaring.
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Ah! Ah! how she sigheth! how she laugheth, how she wheezeth and panteth, the midnight! How she just now speaketh soberly, this drunken poetess! hath she perhaps overdrunk her drunkenness? hath she become overawake? doth she ruminate? --Her woe doth she ruminate over, in a dream, the old, deep midnight--and still more her joy.
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) Nietzsche and Sociology.
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" This, I venture to suggest, requires some explanation.
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It is a satire on modern man and his belittling virtues.
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While still in his teens, he became acquainted with Wagner's music and grew passionately fond of it.
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" The Magician is nevertheless sent as a guest to Zarathustra's cave; for, in his heart, Zarathustra believed until the end that the Magician was a higher man broken by modern values.