It has been further related that on that same day the madmanĮntered divers churches and there sang a requiem. This deed is still more distant from them than the distant stars Time even after they are done, before they can be seen and heard. Require time, the light of the stars requires time, deeds require it has not yet reached the ears of men. The tremendous event is still on its way, still travelling "I have come too early," he said then "my time has not come Last he threw his lantern to the ground, and it broke and went Here the madman fell silent and again regarded his listeners Īnd they too were silent and stared at him in astonishment. Part of a higher history than all history hitherto." Shall be born after us - for the sake of this deed he shall be Worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed and whosoever Great for us? Must we not ourselves become gods simply to be Shall we need to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too Purify ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games Who will wipe this blood off us? With what water could we How shall we, murderers of all murderers,Ĭonsole ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest ofĪll that the world has yet possessed has bled to death under our Space? Has it not become colder? Is it not more and more nightĬoming on all the time? Must not lanterns be lit in the morning?ĭo we not hear anything yet of the noise of the gravediggers whoĪre burying God? Do we not smell anything yet of God'sĭecomposition? Gods too decompose. Through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty Perpetually falling? Backward, sideward, forward, in allĭirections? Is there any up or down left? Are we not straying as Whither are we moving now? Away from all suns? Are we not Unchained the earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What did we do when we But how have weĭone this? How were we able to drink up the sea? Who gave us the Sprang into their midst and pierced them with his glances. Voyage? or emigrated? Thus they shouted and laughed. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a Did he lose his way like a child? saidĪnother. Together there, he excited considerable laughter. Incessantly: "I am looking for God! I am looking for God!"Īs many of those who did not believe in God were standing Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in theīright morning hours, ran to the market-place, and cried
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