查拉图斯特拉如是说 英文版 Thus Spake Zarathustra
尼采 Friedrich Nietzsche
LXXV. Science.
Thus sang the magician; and all who were present went like birds unawaresinto the net of his artful and melancholy voluptuousness. Only thespiritually conscientious one had not been caught: he at once snatched theharp from the magician and called out: "Air! Let in good air! Let inZarathustra! Thou makest this cave sultry and poisonous, thou bad oldmagician!
Thou seducest, thou false one, thou subtle one, to unknown desires anddeserts. And alas, that such as thou should talk and make ado about theTRUTH!
Alas, to all free spirits who are not on their guard against SUCHmagicians! It is all over with their freedom: thou teachest and temptestback into prisons,--
--Thou old melancholy devil, out of thy lament soundeth a lurement: thouresemblest those who with their praise of chastity secretly invite tovoluptuousness!"
Thus spake the conscientious one; the old magician, however, looked abouthim, enjoying his triumph, and on that account put up with the annoyancewhich the conscientious one caused him. "Be still!" said he with modestvoice, "good songs want to re-echo well; after good songs one should belong silent.
Thus do all those present, the higher men. Thou, however, hast perhapsunderstood but little of my song? In thee there is little of the magicspirit.
"Thou praisest me," replied the conscientious one, "in that thou separatestme from thyself; very well! But, ye others, what do I see? Ye still sitthere, all of you, with lusting eyes--:
Ye free spirits, whither hath your freedom gone! Ye almost seem to me toresemble those who have long looked at bad girls dancing naked: your soulsthemselves dance!
In you, ye higher men, there must be more of that which the magiciancalleth his evil spirit of magic and deceit:--we must indeed be different.
And verily, we spake and thought long enough together ere Zarathustra camehome to his cave, for me not to be unaware that we ARE different.
We SEEK different things even here aloft, ye and I. For I seek moreSECURITY; on that account have I come to Zarathustra. For he is still themost steadfast tower and will--
--To-day, when everything tottereth, when all the earth quaketh. Ye,however, when I see what eyes ye make, it almost seemeth to me that ye seekMORE INSECURITY,
--More horror, more danger, more earthquake. Ye long (it almost seemeth soto me--forgive my presumption, ye higher men)--
--Ye long for the worst and dangerousest life, which frighteneth ME most,--for the life of wild beasts, for forests, caves, steep mountains andlabyrinthine gorges.
And it is not those who lead OUT OF danger that please you best, but thosewho lead you away from all paths, the misleaders. But if such longing inyou be ACTUAL, it seemeth to me nevertheless to be IMPOSSIBLE.
For fear--that is man's original and fundamental feeling; through feareverything is explained, original sin and original virtue. Through fearthere grew also MY virtue, that is to say: Science.
For fear of wild animals--that hath been longest fostered in man, inclusiveof the animal which he concealeth and feareth in himself:--Zarathustracalleth it 'the beast inside.'
Such prolonged ancient fear, at last become subtle, spiritual andintellectual--at present, me thinketh, it is called SCIENCE."--
Thus spake the conscientious one; but Zarathustra, who had just come backinto his cave and had heard and divined the last discourse, threw a handfulof roses to the conscientious one, and laughed on account of his "truths.""Why!" he exclaimed, "what did I hear just now? Verily, it seemeth to me,thou art a fool, or else I myself am one: and quietly and quickly will IPut thy 'truth' upside down.
For FEAR--is an exception with us. Courage, however, and adventure, anddelight in the uncertain, in the unattempted--COURAGE seemeth to me theentire primitive history of man.
The wildest and most courageous animals hath he envied and robbed of alltheir virtues: thus only did he become--man.
THIS courage, at last become subtle, spiritual and intellectual, this humancourage, with eagle's pinions and serpent's wisdom: THIS, it seemeth tome, is called at present--"
"ZARATHUSTRA!" cried all of them there assembled, as if with one voice, andburst out at the same time into a great laughter; there arose, however,from them as it were a heavy cloud. Even the magician laughed, and saidwisely: "Well! It is gone, mine evil spirit!
And did I not myself warn you against it when I said that it was adeceiver, a lying and deceiving spirit?
Especially when it showeth itself naked. But what can _I_ do with regardto its tricks! Have _I_ created it and the world?
Well! Let us be good again, and of good cheer! And although Zarathustralooketh with evil eye--just see him! he disliketh me--:
--Ere night cometh will he again learn to love and laud me; he cannot livelong without committing such follies.
HE--loveth his enemies: this art knoweth he better than any one I haveseen. But he taketh revenge for it--on his friends!"
Thus spake the old magician, and the higher men applauded him; so thatZarathustra went round, and mischievously and lovingly shook hands with hisfriends,--like one who hath to make amends and apologise to every one forsomething. When however he had thereby come to the door of his cave, lo,then had he again a longing for the good air outside, and for his animals,--and wished to steal out.