



Three metamorphoses of the spirit do I designate to you: how the spiritbecometh a camel, the camel a lion, and the lion at last a child.
Many heavy things are there for the spirit, the strong load-bearing spiritin which reverence dwelleth: for the heavy and the heaviest longeth itsstrength.
What is heavy? so asketh the load-bearing spirit; then kneeleth it downlike the camel, and wanteth to be well laden.
What is the heaviest thing, ye heroes? asketh the load-bearing spirit, thatI may take it upon me and rejoice in my strength.
Is it not this: To humiliate oneself in order to mortify one's pride? Toexhibit one's folly in order to mock at one's wisdom?
Or is it this: To desert our cause when it celebrateth its triumph? Toascend high mountains to tempt the tempter?
Or is it this: To feed on the acorns and grass of knowledge, and for thesake of truth to suffer hunger of soul?
Or is it this: To be sick and dismiss comforters, and make friends of thedeaf, who never hear thy requests?
Or is it this: To love those who despise us, and give one's hand to thephantom when it is going to frighten us?
be no 'I will' any more. Thus!
All these heaviest things the load-bearing spirit taketh upon itself: andlike the camel, which, when laden, hasteneth into the wilderness, sohasteneth the spirit into its wilderness.
and wanteth to be well.
But in the loneliest wilderness happeneth the second metamorphosis: herethe spirit becometh a lion; freedom will it capture, and lordship in itsown wilderness.
Its last Lord it here seeketh: hostile will it be to him, and to its lastGod; for victory will it struggle with the great dragon.
What is the great dragon which the spirit is no longer inclined to callLord and God? "Thou-shalt," is the great dragon called. But the spirit ofthe lion saith, "I will."
"Thou-shalt," lieth in its path, sparkling with gold--a scale-coveredbeast; and on every scale glittereth golden, "Thou shalt!"
The values of a thousand years glitter on those scales, and thus speakeththe mightiest of all dragons: "All the values of things--glitter on me.
All values have already been created, and all created values--do Irepresent. Verily, there shall be no 'I will' any more. Thus speaketh thedragon.
My brethren, wherefore is there need of the lion in the spirit? Whysufficeth not the beast of burden, which renounceth and is reverent?
To create itself freedom, and give a holy Nay even unto duty: for that, mybrethren, there is need of the lion.
To assume the right to new values--that is the most formidable assumptionfor a load-bearing and reverent spirit. Verily, unto such a spirit it ispreying, and the work of a beast of prey.
As its holiest, it once loved "Thou-shalt": now is it forced to findillusion and arbitrariness even in the holiest things, that it may capturefreedom from its love: the lion is needed for this capture.
But tell me, my brethren, what the child can do, which even the lion couldnot do? Why hath the preying lion still to become a child?
Innocence is the child, and forgetfulness, a new beginning, a game, a self-rolling wheel, a first movement, a holy Yea.
Aye, for the game of creating, my brethren, there is needed a holy Yea untolife: ITS OWN will, willeth now the spirit; HIS OWN world winneth theworld's outcast.
Three metamorphoses of the spirit have I designated to you: how the spiritbecame a camel, the camel a lion, and the lion at last a child.--
Thus spake Zarathustra. And at that time he abode in the town which iscalled The Pied Cow.