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I felt a mighty pull from you, you have long been sucking at my sphere,
superman?
You’re like the spirit that you grasp. You’re not like me. (The SPIRIT vanishes.)
Why must this shriveled crawler destroy the fullness of my vision?
You will never conquer it unless you feel it, unless a surging from your soul, a primal, joyful energy compels the heart of all your listeners.
you may have apes and infants stand in awe, but you’ll never move another’s heart unless your own pours forth its energy.
I am the spirit that denies forever! And rightly so! What has arisen from the void 1340 deserves to be annihilated.
And so, to be is nothing but a burden; my life is odious and I long to die.
and my curse on Patience most of all!
These are my little ones; they belong to my tribe. Mark their precocious counsel 1630 to pleasure and action! They lure you away into the open, away from bitter solitude where sense and juices clog. Stop playing games with your affliction, which like a vulture feeds upon your life.
If you should ever find me lolling on a bed of ease, let me be done for on the spot! If you ever lure me with your lying flatteries, and I find satisfaction in myself, if you bamboozle me with pleasure, then let this be my final day! This bet I offer you!18
The word is dead before it leaves the pen,
Let me plunge into the rush of passing time, into the rolling tide of circumstance!
to experience everything at once, not bound by time
restless action is the state of man.
I am not concerned with pleasure.
expand my single self titanically
Believe you him who now for some millennia has chewed this tough and wretched fare, that from the cradle to the bier no man digests the ancient dough!
the single whole was fashioned for a god alone, who dwells in everlasting, radiant glow and relegated us to darkness;
Mr. Microcosm.
go with me into the teeming world! 1830 To waste your time in idle speculation is acting like a beast that’s driven in a circle by evil spirits on an arid moor while all about lie fair and verdant fields.
Christ in the desert. the scapegoat
Go, leave that to the boob next door.
The best of what you hope to know is something that you cannot tell the youngsters.
you will feel a growing lust when clinging to high wisdom’s bosom.
where no thought is present a word appears in proper time.
Words are building stones of systems. It’s splendid to believe in words; 2000 from words you cannot rob a single letter.
Gray, my friend, is every theory, and green alone life’s golden tree.
Eritis sicut Deus, scientes bonum et malum.
That godlike spark in you will have you quaking soon enough.
A rat lived in a cellar nest, Her paunch could not be smoother. She liked her lard and butter best, And looked like Martin Luther.
if she had love in her belly.
sprinkling poison for poor and helpless rats!
he sees in the bloated rat the living image of himself.
introduce you to some jolly company, 2160 so that you can see how smooth your life can be.
(bores holes;
From this plank the wine shall pour. Profoundly into Nature peer! Have faith, a miracle is here!
the wine spills to the ground and turns into flame).
False when and false where, The foul and the fair Be here, be there! (They stand amazed and stare at each other.)
You may yet naturally regain your youth, but that is written in a different book 2350 and constitutes a special chapter.
Picture of Dorian Gray?
I am not used to that. I cannot bring myself to take a spade and till the ground.
this business requires patience too.
hence, like many youthful gentlemen, I’ve worn false calves these many years.
All in the witch’s numbers-game.
to broadcast error instead of verity. They teach and blabber undisturbed and no one really doubts these fools. So long as words will flow, there’ll be the notion that thought must be their part and parcel.
Mold your moppet, knead her into shape,
Meanwhile you may indulge yourself alone 2670 in your hopes of future ecstasies
The church alone, dear women, can digest 2840 ill-gotten gains without a stomachache.”
Have you not shown imposing power defining God, the world, and every moving thing, as well as man and all his inward stirrings, with brazen face and swollen chest? But if you probe the matter to the core, you must confess you’ve never known much more than now you know of brother Schwerdtlein’s death.
Anyone intent on winning, 3070 if he but use his tongue, will win.
and on and on, tomorrow like today. One does not always feel like smiling, sir, but then the food tastes good, and sleep tastes even better.
Sublime Spirit, 32 you gave me everything, gave me all I ever asked. Not in vain you turned your fiery countenance on me. 3220 You gave me glorious Nature for my kingdom, the strength to feel and to enjoy Her. You gave me more than a visit merely of cold wonderment; you granted that I peer into Her boundless depths as I peer into a friendly heart.
