When zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of his home and went into the mountains. Here he had the enjoyment of his spirit and his solitude and he did not weary of it for ten years. but at last his heat turned - and one morning he rose with the dawn, stepped before the sun, and spoke to it thus:
Great star! What would your happiness be, if you had not those for whom you shine! You have come up here to my cave for ten years: you would have grown weary of your light and this journey, without me, my eagle and my serpent.
But we waited for you every morning, took from you your superfluity and blessed you for it. Behold! I am weary of my wisdom, like a bee that has gathered too much honey; i need hands outstretched to take it. i should like to give away and distribute it, until the wise among men have again become happy in their folly and the poor happy in their wealth.
To that end, i must descend into the depths: as you do at evening, when you go behind the sea and bring light to the underworld too, suprabundant star !
Like you, i must go down - as men, to whom i want to descend, call it. so bless me then, tranquil eye, that can behold without envy even an excessive happiness! Bless the cup wants to overflow, that the waters may flow golden from him and bear the reflection of your joy over all the world! beehold! This cup want be empty again, and zarathusta wants to be man again.
Thus began Zarathustra's down-going.
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thus spoke zarathustra
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