FOURTH AND LAST PART.
65. LXV. THE MAGICIAN. (continued)
Knowest thou it not, O Zarathustra? I SEEK ZARATHUSTRA."
--And here there arose a long silence between them: Zarathustra, however,
became profoundly absorbed in thought, so that he shut his eyes. But
afterwards coming back to the situation, he grasped the hand of the
magician, and said, full of politeness and policy:
"Well! Up thither leadeth the way, there is the cave of Zarathustra. In
it mayest thou seek him whom thou wouldst fain find.
And ask counsel of mine animals, mine eagle and my serpent: they shall
help thee to seek. My cave however is large.
I myself, to be sure--I have as yet seen no great man. That which is
great, the acutest eye is at present insensible to it. It is the kingdom
of the populace.
Many a one have I found who stretched and inflated himself, and the people
cried: 'Behold; a great man!' But what good do all bellows do! The wind
cometh out at last.
At last bursteth the frog which hath inflated itself too long: then cometh
out the wind. To prick a swollen one in the belly, I call good pastime.
Hear that, ye boys!
Our to-day is of the populace: who still KNOWETH what is great and what is
small! Who could there seek successfully for greatness! A fool only: it
succeedeth with fools.
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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