Nietzsche's Zarathustra Page 217
Date: Sat May 28, 2005 1:50 am
Subject: Re: 217: Texual Time Travel kathy_glor
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Ok, well i went back over the fat of this thread and i think I understand where
this is going.
If it helps, I've been reading Nietzsche's Zarathustra (Kaufman translation
Penguin paperback) and heres what it says on pg. 217. exact page copy. . .
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...seven days. Step out of your cave! All things would be
your physicians. Has perhaps some new kowledge
come to you, bitter and hard? Like leavened dough you
have been lying; your soul rose and swelled over all its
rims."
"O my animals," replied Zarathustra, "chatter on like
this and let me listen. It is so refreshing for me to hear
you chattering: where there is chattering, there the
world lies before me like a garden. How lovely it is that
there are words and sounds! Are not words and sounds
rainbows and illusive bridges between things which are
eternally apart?
"To every soul there belongs another world; for every
soul, every other soul is an afterworld. Precisely be-
tween what is most similar, illusion lies most beauti-
fully; for the smallest cleft is the hardest to bridge.
"For me--how should there be any outside-myself?
THere is no outside. But all sounds make us forget this;
how lovely it is that we forget. Have not names and
sounds been given to things that man might find things
refreshing? Speaking is a beautiful folly: with that man
dances over all things. How lovely is all talking, and all
the deception of sounds! With sounds our love dances
an many-hued rainbows."
"O Zarathustra," the animals said, "to those who
think as we do, all things themselves are dancing: they
come and offer their hands and laugh and flee--and
come back. Everything goes, everything comes back;
eternally rolls the wheel of being. Everything dies,
everything blossoms again; eternally runs the year of
being. Everything breaks, everything is joined anew;
eternally the same house of being is built. Everything
parts, everything greets every other thing again; eter-
nally the ring of being remains faithful to itself. In...
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I just noticed the "seven days" as I started typing.
I was thinking of "being" as BEE-ing ?
also speaking and sound goes along with the older posts on strings and
vibrations....
as well as the "not words and sounds rainbows and illusive bridges between
things which are eternally apart?" ties into the ratios and you know, 'bridges'





