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A GOD THAT CAN DANCE

Chapter 5: Prologue Part 5

 

 

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BELOVED OSHO,

PROLOGUE PART 5

WHEN ZARATHUSTRA HAD SPOKEN THESE WORDS HE LOOKED AGAIN AT THE PEOPLE

AND FELL SILENT. THERE THEY STAND (HE SAID TO HIS HEART), THERE THEY LAUGH:

THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND ME, I AM NOT THE MOUTH FOR THESE EARS.

MUST ONE FIRST SHATTER THEIR EARS TO TEACH THEM TO HEAR WITH THEIR EYES?

MUST ONE RUMBLE LIKE DRUMS AND LENTEN PREACHERS? OR DO THEY BELIEVE ONLY

THOSE WHO STAMMER?

THEY HAVE SOMETHING OF WHICH THEY ARE PROUD. WHAT IS IT CALLED THAT MAKES

THEM PROUD? THEY CALL IT CULTURE, IT DISTINGUISHES THEM FROM THE GOATHERDS.

THEREFORE THEY DISLIKE HEARING THE WORD ’CONTEMPT’ SPOKEN OF THEM. SO I

SHALL SPEAK TO THEIR PRIDE.

SO I SHALL SPEAK TO THEM OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN: AND THAT IS THE

ULTIMATE MAN.

AND THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA TO THE PEOPLE:

IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO FIX HIS GOAL. IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO PLANT THE SEED OF HIS

HIGHEST HOPE.

HIS SOIL IS STILL RICH ENOUGH FOR IT. BUT THIS SOIL WILL ONE DAY BE POOR AND

WEAK; NO LONGER WILL A HIGH TREE BE ABLE TO GROW FROM IT.

ALAS! THE TIME IS COMING WHEN MAN WILL NO MORE SHOOT THE ARROW OF HIS

LONGING OUT OVER MANKIND, AND THE STRING OF HIS BOW WILL HAVE FORGOTTEN

HOW TO TWANG!

I TELL YOU: ONE MUST HAVE CHAOS IN ONE, TO GIVE BIRTH TO A DANCING STAR. I TELL

YOU: YOU STILL HAVE CHAOS IN YOU.

ALAS! THE TIME IS COMING WHEN MAN WILL GIVE BIRTH TO NO MORE STARS. ALAS! THE

TIME OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN IS COMING, THE MAN WHO CAN NO LONGER

DESPISE HIMSELF.

BEHOLD! I SHALL SHOW YOU THE ULTIMATE MAN.

‘WHAT IS LOVE? WHAT IS CREATION? WHAT IS LONGING? WHAT IS A STAR?’ THUS ASKS

THE ULTIMATE MAN AND BLINKS.

THE EARTH HAS BECOME SMALL, AND UPON IT HOPS THE ULTIMATE MAN, WHO MAKES

EVERYTHING SMALL. HIS RACE IS AS INEXTERMINABLE AS THE FLEA; THE ULTIMATE MAN

LIVES LONGEST.

‘WE HAVE DISCOVERED HAPPINESS,’ SAY THE ULTIMATE MEN AND BLINK.

THEY HAVE LEFT THE PLACES WHERE LIVING WAS HARD: FOR ONE NEEDS WARMTH.

ONE STILL LOVES ONE’S NEIGHBOUR AND RUBS ONESELF AGAINST HIM: FOR ONE NEEDS

WARMTH.

SICKNESS AND MISTRUST COUNT AS SINS WITH THEM: ONE SHOULD GO ABOUT WARILY.

HE IS A FOOL WHO STILL STUMBLES OVER STONES OR OVER MEN!

A LITTLE POISON NOW AND THEN: THAT PRODUCES PLEASANT DREAMS. AND A LOT OF

POISON AT LAST, FOR A PLEASANT DEATH.

THEY STILL WORK, FOR WORK IS ENTERTAINMENT. BUT THEY TAKE CARE THE

ENTERTAINMENT DOES NOT EXHAUST THEM.

NOBODY GROWS RICH OR POOR ANY MORE: BOTH ARE TOO MUCH OF A BURDEN. WHO

STILL WANTS TO RULE? WHO OBEY? BOTH ARE TOO MUCH OF A BURDEN.

NO HERDSMAN AND ONE HERD. EVERYONE WANTS THE SAME THING, EVERYONE IS THE

SAME: WHOEVER THINKS OTHERWISE GOES VOLUNTARILY INTO THE MADHOUSE.

‘FORMERLY ALL THE WORLD WAS MAD,’ SAY THE MOST ACUTE OF THEM AND BLINK.

THEY ARE CLEVER AND KNOWEVERYTHING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED: SO THERE IS NO

END TO THEIR MOCKERY. THEY STILL QUARREL, BUT THEY SOON MAKE UP – OTHERWISE

INDIGESTION WOULD RESULT.

THEY HAVE THEIR LITTLE PLEASURE FOR THE DAY AND LITTLE PLEASURE FOR THE

NIGHT: BUT THEY RESPECT HEALTH.

‘WE HAVE DISCOVERED HAPPINESS,’ SAY THE ULTIMATE MEN AND BLINK.

THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA.

THESE WORDS OF Zarathustra have always struck me very deeply for the simple reason that each

of the statements seems to be my own, as if not Zarathustra’s, but I am speaking, because whatever

he is saying is my experience, too.

I have been speaking for almost three decades. I had started with a great hope for the whole of

humanity. Slowly, slowly humanity itself has destroyed it. Now, I only hope for a small fraction of

humanity: I call them ”my people.”

Talking to millions of people has been such a painful experience, so unexpected and so shocking,

because people have ears but they do not listen. At the most, they hear. They have to hear because

they have ears. But for listening, something more is needed – a silent mind behind the ears, a

receptive mind, non-interfering, non-judging.

Then hearing becomes listening. It does not mean that you have to agree with what you listen to,

nor does it mean that you have to disagree. When the wind blows through the pine trees, do you

agree or disagree? – you simply listen. When the water comes down from the mountains, dancing

and singing, the sound of water is heard by you but do you agree with it or disagree with it?

The same is true about the inner experience; you are not expected to agree or disagree. If you

simply listen with a silent mind, that which is true will be immediately recognized; that which is

untrue, will also be immediately recognized. This recognition has nothing to do with the mind; this

recognition comes from your very being.

You know the truth; you have forgotten it.

When you listen, suddenly the memory arises; that which was asleep becomes awake.

Suddenly, there is a rapport. It is not a question of agreeing; it is a question of discovering within

yourself the same truth that you have heard. And if nothing stirs in you, nothing awakes in you, that

means whatever you have heard has no content in it, has no life in it, it is untrue.

This will give you an idea that there are two kinds of experiencing truth: one is only logical, when

the mind agrees with the argument. It is bound to be very superficial because another argument,

finer and sharper, may destroy the first argument and the agreement disappears; that which you had

thought to be true, is no more true.

The second is totally different. It is not a logical, intellectual, rational agreement. It is a rapport

between two beings. Suddenly, a recognition arises in you: ”This is my truth, too. I have not been

awake about it – that’s another matter – but now I have been provoked, challenged.” Then it is not

an agreement with me, it is your own truth. No argument can destroy it, because no argument has

proved it. No logic can make even a dent in it, because logic has not been the cause of its finding.

Speaking to millions of people, it was becoming more and more clear that I am talking to the walls:

there is nobody who is listening. At the most, a few people are hearing but most of them are so full

of their own prejudices, so full of unproven thoughts, they have so many beliefs without any basis in

existence, that whatever you say to them is lost in the crowd of beliefs, ideas, religions, philosophies.

When they report about you, they say something absolutely different. Whatever you had said, has

gone through such a distortion, so much has been left out, so much has been added to it; it has

taken a totally new color, a new meaning which was not intended. So either they don’t listen at al,

or even if they manage to hear, it creates only misunderstanding, not understanding.

For listening, one needs a discipline of being silent, of being in the moment, of putting aside one’s

mind with all its garbage – making a way for whatever you are listening to. If it is true, bells will

start ringing in your heart; if it is not true, nothing will happen within you. This is a different kind of

knowing: through the heart, not through the mind. This is the only true way that one can understand.

It is because of this fact, that all these statements are so absolutely mine, and I don’t feel they were

said by a man twenty-five centuries ago.

WHEN ZARATHUSTRA HAD SPOKEN THESE WORDS, HE LOOKED AGAIN AT THE PEOPLE

AND FELL SILENT. His falling silent shows his sadness; shows the hopelessness of man; shows

the unintelligence of the crowd.

THERE THEY STAND (HE SAID TO HIS HEART), THERE THEY LAUGH: THEY DO NOT

UNDERSTAND ME, I AM NOT THE MOUTH FOR THESE EARS.

MUST ONE FIRST SHATTER THEIR EARS TO TEACH THEM TO HEAR WITH THEIR EYES?

In fact, masters have been doing exactly that: shattering your ears, shattering your mind, so that

you can hear from your eyes – so that you can understand from your heart.

A great philosopher had come to Gautam Buddha to discuss truth. This was a traditional thing

in the East; philosophers used to move around the land, challenging other philosophers for open

discussions. Those were beautiful days, in a way; those were the days of real freedom of thought.

Every kind of philosophy, every possible conception of existence was respected, discussed – and

not with antagonism. The discussion was only a means to discovery; it was done with great love,

with great friendship. The one who was defeated in the discussion, naturally became the disciple of

the victorious.

The philosopher, Maulunkputta, had defeated many, many philosophers throughout the country.

His great desire was to defeat Gautam Buddha, because that was the greatest name in those

days. He had come with five hundred disciples and those five hundred disciples were five hundred

philosophers that he had defeated. He challenged Gautam Buddha:”I want to discuss truth.” Gautam

Buddha said to him, ”You are welcome, just a few preliminary things have to be settled. One is, do

you know the truth; otherwise, how are you going to discuss it?”

Such was the sincerity of people that Maulunkputta said, ”I do not know truth; I am a seeker.”

Buddha said, ”I also used to be a seeker. Now I am no more – only truth is. Do you want to discuss

truth, still – with truth itself? And how will you discuss? I am feeling compassionate towards you.

My suggestion is: sit by my side for two years in silence – just drinking my presence, feeling my

presence, absorbing my presence. For two years you are not even to speak a single word, and after

two years you can start your discussion.”

It was a strange condition: two years he has to sit in silence. But he was an authentic seeker, not

just a thinker, but one who wanted to realize truth – not as a logical conclusion but as an existential

realization.

He agreed. And that very moment, a disciple of Gautam Buddha, Mahakashyapa, sitting under

a tree, started laughing, almost madly. Maulunkputta could not understand. He said to Gautam

Buddha, ”What has happened to this man? Suddenly, without any reason he started laughing.”

Buddha said, ”You can ask him yourself.”

Mahakashyapa said to Maulunkputta, ”If you really want to ask the question, ask now. After two

years, you will have found the answer. Who will ask the question? You will have disappeared. This

man is dangerous. I had also come to discuss with him and he played the same trick with me. Sitting

two years silently by his side, I disappeared. Now, I am the truth, but discussion is impossible. I

laughed because I thought: again, he is at his old tricks; that poor fellow will sit two years, thinking

that after two years there is going to be a great discussion. I still tell you: that if you are interested in

discussing, this is the moment.”

But Malunkputta agreed with Buddha and he said, ”Whatever Gautam Buddha is saying is relevant.

I don’t know anything about truth; how can I discuss it? Let me sit for two years. I have wasted fifty

years roaming around the country, discussing with thousands of people, arguing and arguing; and

what is in my hands? – they are empty. I have wasted fifty years; I can risk two years more. And

the very presence of Gautam Buddha, his silence, his serenity, his fragrance... a subtle aura around

him which is almost tangible, makes me sure that he cannot deceive me, that he cannot deceive

anyone.”

Two years he waited in silence; but in two years, he disappeared. His mind became so silent that

he forgot even to count months, days, weeks. When two years had passed, he was not aware that

two years had passed. It was Gautam Buddha who said, ”Maulunkputta, have you forgotten our

agreement? Two years have passed. This very day, two years ago, you came to me. According to

the agreement, I am now ready to discuss; you can ask the question.”

Instead of asking the question, there were tears of joy in his eyes and he put his head on Gautam

Buddha’s feet and he said, ”Please, forgive me. Mahakashyapa was right. I have fallen in such a

rapport with you, that now there is no need for me to ask anything, or for you to answer anything.

I know you exactly in your innermost being. I have seen your light and I have seen your love and

I have experienced your truth. The most amazing thing is that when I experienced them, suddenly

inside me, the same experiences started flowering.

”Your truth was only a triggering point; it triggered something in me and I became aware of my own

truth – and they are the same. Please forgive me. I was ignorant, egoistic, even to have the idea of

discussing truth with you – truth cannot be discussed, but in silence it can be experienced.”

MUST ONE FIRST SHATTER THEIR EARS TO TEACH THEM TO HEAR WITH THEIR EYES?

MUST ONE RUMBLE LIKE DRUMS AND LENTEN PREACHERS? OR DO THEY BELIEVE ONLY

THOSE WHO STAMMER?

THEY HAVE SOMETHING OF WHICH THEY ARE PROUD. WHAT IS IT CALLED THAT MAKES

THEM PROUD? THEY CALL IT CULTURE, IT DISTINGUISHES THEM FROM THE GOATHERDS.

Everybody in the whole world is proud of one thing: his culture. I have been condemned by so many

countries, so many governments, so many churches, but the reason has been always the same –

that I am dangerous to their culture. Twenty-one countries have made it a law that I cannot enter

their land. The reason? – that I can destroy their culture, their morality, their religion. And it seems

to be such an idiotic idea that on the one hand, they claim their culture is four thousand years old

– in India, they claim their culture is ninety thousand years old; they have made a culture in ninety

thousand years – and a single man can destroy it.

I have been deported from countries where I was only a tourist for three weeks, or four weeks. In

Greece I was there for four weeks only. Two weeks had already passed and I had not left my house in

those two weeks. I am so blissful to be just by myself; in my own room is the whole universe. But the

archbishop of the oldest Christian church in the world, the Greek Orthodox Church, threatened the

government, threatened me, threatened my host in whose house I was staying, on a small island...

he threatened that if I was not immediately removed from Greece, he was going to burn my house –

me and the people who were staying with me would be burned alive.

And the reason? – I am a danger to their culture. A tourist who is going to stay two weeks more and

who is not going to go out of his house, is capable of destroying a culture which has been there for

two thousand years. Is such a culture worth saving? Is it not simply rotten? Even a small push and

the whole palace of playing cards will fall down. You have created it in two thousand years, and you

are afraid of two weeks.

Everybody around the world is proud of his culture. But what is your culture? Zarathustra is right:

THEY CALL IT CULTURE, IT DISTINGUISHES THEM FROM THE GOATHERDS. It is nothing

much; it is just an invention of man’s ego. You may be speaking a different language, you may be

wearing a different kind of clothes, you may be making a different kind of architecture, you may be

having a different kind of music – but there is nothing to be proud of: Even the nomads, who are

wandering in the deserts, have their own culture and they are as proud as anybody else.

When Marco Polo reached China, he wrote in his diary, that the Chinese people could not be called

human beings; they seemed to be a subhuman species. What was the reason? Small things...

Chinese eat snakes. In fact, once you cut off the head of the snake, it is just pure vegetable because

the poison is only in the mouth, in a small gland. Once the mouth is chopped off, you have pure

vegetable. And the Chinese consider it one of the delicacies. But Marco Polo could not believe it –

man eating snakes. Certainly, they must be subhuman.

And what did the Chinese think about Marco Polo? They had heard of the West, but he was the first

western man to enter China. There are books of that time, still available, which show that China was

highly cultured, in a sense in which Western countries were far behind.

China had the printing press, China had paper currency, which are very latest developments in the

world. Only a highly developed society can conceive that carrying hundreds of rupees in gold or

silver is an unnecessary burden. There is no need. You can carry a one-thousand-rupee note in

your pocket; it has no weight. The government promises that whenever you want, you can come

to the treasury and take one thousand golden rupees. It is a promissory note; it is easier to carry,

easier to exchange. You can carry thousands of rupees with you, but not in gold coins or silver coins.

When the Chinese saw Marco Polo, the contemporary writers in China wrote about him, ”We have

heard that man is evolved from monkeys – now we believe it. Marco Polo is just a monkey.”

Every culture has its own pride but every culture is nothing but a certain style of life that the crowd

has developed, and every culture destroys the individual. It forces everybody to be similar to others;

to have the same belief system; to have the same god; to go to the same temple; to have the same

holy scripture; to have the same moral code; the same etiquette, same manners – it reduces the

uniqueness of the individual. It makes him a cog in the wheel. So whatever the culture is, it is a

murder of the individual, it is different ways of murdering the individual. There is nothing to be proud

of.

The world where the individual is not destroyed, but supported in his uniqueness, will be the world

according to Zarathustra, the world of the superman. The superman cannot be a part of a crowd.

The superman can only be just himself, in his absolute naturalness, uncompromising, respectful of

others but not allowing anybody else to humiliate him.

Zarathustra thought in his heart: THEREFORE THEY DISLIKE HEARING THE WORD

‘CONTEMPT’ SPOKEN OF THEM. SO I SHALL SPEAK TO THEIR PRIDE.

Up to now, he was saying that man, as he is, has nothing in him which needs to be honored. The only

great thing is to transcend this kind of humanity and this kind of mankind which is full of competition,

full of violence, full of war, full of jealousy, full of cruelty. This man is contemptible; this man is not

honorable.

But he thought: ”If I go on speaking, they are not going to understand me at all. I should drop the

word ”contempt” because they are very proud of themselves, although there is nothing in them to be

proud of. Everything is ugly inside; they are but hypocrites; they don’t show that ugliness; they go

on hiding it – that is their culture. I should speak to their pride. Perhaps they may be able to listen.

He finds a device. He is going to say the same thing, he is going to indicate the same path, but if

people are so foolish, why not use their pride. At least, they will be able to understand and ready to

listen.

SO I SHALL SPEAK TO THEM OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN: AND THAT IS THE

ULTIMATE MAN. You are not the most contemptible man, the ultimate man. The words look

beautiful, THE ULTIMATE MAN. But if you think about it, the ultimate man means that all that is

ugly in you has come to its full growth; that you cannot be more ugly than the ultimate man – you

are just the beginning, a movement towards the ultimate man.

AND THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA TO THE PEOPLE: IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO FIX HIS GOAL.

These things people like – their minds are goal-oriented. Everybody is brought up in such a way

that he becomes an achiever: achieve more in any field you are, reach to the top.

IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO FIX HIS GOAL. IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO PLANT THE SEED OF HIS

HIGHEST HOPE. Perhaps these words may be heard. He is using the language of man’s pride: of

goal, of hope. That’s how everybody is living; for some goal: he wants to be the most famous man

in the world; he wants to be the richest man. He wants to be the most powerful man. Everybody

has Alexander the Great inside him, in different ways.

HIS SOIL IS STILL RICH ENOUGH FOR IT. BUT THIS SOIL WILL ONE DAY BE POOR AND

WEAK; NO LONGER WILL A HIGH TREE BE ABLE TO GROW FROM IT. So don’t waste time: Fix

your goal; make your hope clear; focus your whole energy on the goal with absolute hope because

the soil is still rich – soon it will not be possible. It will become weak and poor, and then no longer

will a high tree be able to grow from it. And that’s what everybody wants – to be the highest tree,

reaching to the stars.

ALAS! THE TIME IS COMING WHEN MAN WILL NO MORE SHOOT THE ARROW OF HIS

LONGING OVER MANKIND... And now, in an indirect way, he comes to his point: ALAS! THE

TIME IS COMING WHEN MAN WILL NO MORE SHOOT THE ARROW OF HIS LONGING OVER

MANKIND... Again, he is saying, ”Transcend mankind,” but he has changed his words... AND THE

STRING OF HIS BOW WILL HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO TWANG!

I TELL YOU: ONE MUST HAVE CHAOS IN ONE, TO GIVE BIRTH TO A DANCING STAR. I TELL

YOU: YOU STILL HAVE CHAOS IN YOU.

He is saying exactly the same thing: but a man of tremendous intelligence.... If you are not very

alert, you will think he is saying totally different things: only his words are different; his meaning is

the same.

I TELL YOU: YOU STILL HAVE CHAOS IN YOU. Rather than saying that you are a chaos,

contemptible, he is saying that stars are born only out of chaos. One must have chaos in one

to give birth to a dancing star. But you are only to be a chaos, just a womb, to give birth to a dancing

star.

For what he was calling the superman, man has to be just a womb, so that the superman is born.

Man has to be just an arrow, but the target is the superman.

ALAS! THE TIME IS COMING WHEN MAN WILL GIVE BIRTH TO NO MORE STARS. ALAS! THE

TIME OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN IS COMING, THE MAN WHO CAN NO LONGER

DESPISE HIMSELF. Zarathustra is an immensely wise man. If you cannot understand his language,

he will speak your language, but will make you experience his meaning.

THE TIME OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN IS COMING, THE MAN WHO CAN NO LONGER

DESPISE HIMSELF.

BEHOLD! I SHALL SHOW YOU THE Ultimate Man.

‘WHAT IS LOVE? WHAT IS CREATION? WHAT IS LONGING? WHAT IS A STAR?’ THUS ASKS

THE ULTIMATE MAN AND BLINKS.

The ultimate man is the death of mankind. Now there is no question of any love, no question of any

creativity and no question of giving birth to stars. The ultimate man has forgotten the very language

of transcendence. He will think that he is the goal of the whole existence; he will think that he has

arrived, the journey is finished.

Zarathustra is saying: ”The idea that I have arrived is suicidal. Life is a pilgrimage.” In fact, there is

no goal to it. You are always arriving and arriving and arriving, but you never arrive. All goals are just

to keep you moving, growing. All goals are like the horizon which seems so close, just a few miles

away. You think you can reach it, but you cannot ever reach it, because it is only an appearance.

The earth and the sky meet nowhere. The moment you reach to the point where the horizon was,

the horizon will have receded farther away. The distance between you and the horizon will always

remain the same, without any change. And this is the beauty of life, that it goes on growing, and it

knows no end; that it goes on living and knows no death – that it is eternity.

But this eternity is possible only if man’s longing always goes beyond himself, that he is always

thinking: How to transcend? How to be farther away from the animal, and closer to God, if there is

any God? That’s why Zarathustra has said, ”Man is a rope stretched between the animal and the

superman. He is a bridge and you should not make your house on the bridge – the bridge is to be

passed over.”

One of the great emperors of India, Akbar, had a great dream which remained unfulfilled. But it is

good to have great dreams, even if they remain unfulfilled. In fact, only small dreams can be fulfilled;

the greater the dream, the lesser is the possibility of its fulfillment.

He wanted to create a new capital for India, the most beautiful city in the world, unique in every

manner. The whole city was to be a piece of art; not just one palace, but a whole city of palaces.

He started working on it when he was very young. Thousands of workers, architects, stonecutters,

continued to work for fifty years to make the city.

It is still there, incomplete; it’s name is Fateh-pur Sikri. It is a ghost city – nobody has ever lived there

because it was never complete. Akbar died and his successors thought it too costly a dream. Akbar

almost emptied his whole treasury and they were not interested.

You enter the city through a bridge which passes over a beautiful river, and Akbar wanted some

beautiful sentence welcoming people who would be entering the city. There was only one entrance.

He asked his people to look into books, into scriptures of all the religions and finally they found in

Zarathustra the sentence:” Man is only a bridge; one should not make his home on it; it is something

to be passed over”. In Fateh-pur Sikri, this is the first sentence that welcomes you.

The ultimate man asked, ‘WHAT IS LOVE?’ He knows what money is, he knows what power is, he

knows what respectability is, but he does not know what love is.

He asks: ‘What is creation?’ He knows technology, he knows science, he knows nuclear weapons,

he knows how to destroy the whole of humanity – but he does not know what creativity is.

THUS ASKS THE ULTIMATE MAN, AND BLINKS.

THE EARTH HAS BECOME SMALL, AND UPON IT HOPS THE ULTIMATE MAN, WHO MAKES

EVERYTHING SMALL. HIS RACE IS AS INEXTERMINABLE AS THE FLEA: THE ULTIMATE MAN

LIVES LONGEST. Why does the ultimate man live longest? – because he has forgotten that there

is much more to life. He has stopped; he has stopped growing; he has stopped dreaming; he has

stopped hoping; he has no future, he is already a corpse – that’s why he lives longest.

Obviously, the dead man cannot die again. The ultimate man is the death of man, that’s why he

lives longest. He is only a corpse, without love, without music, without songs, without dances,

without creativity. Nowhere to go; he is simply stuck. There is only the grave and no possibility

of resurrection. If this man, this mankind, does not listen to Zarathustra, what he had been telling

twenty-five centuries ago is going to be true soon.

THE EARTH HAS BECOME SMALL.... Man has become immensely powerful as far as destruction

is concerned.

In fact, people only talk about words like ”love,” but they do not know the meaning. They have never

loved. Their hearts have never known the spring that is called love. They know marriage; they know

how to produce children, but love is not the technique of reproducing children. Animals can do it

without any love; man is also doing it without any love. Because to know love... it is not enough

just to be born, love has to be learnt, it is an art. As an animal, man does not inherit it. It is not

something biological. Sex you need not learn; it comes as a package deal. But love is something

like meditation, is something like prayer. It is not necessarily the case that you will be acquainted

with them. You may live without love, without meditation, without prayer, and you may die without

ever tasting anything of these experiences.

Man has become immensely productive through technology and science; but his creativity is

disappearing. Who cares about creativity? It is costly, takes too much time. When cars can be

produced on an assembly line... the Ford factory manufacturing cars, produces one car every

minute; those cars just go on moving on the assembly line, one by one, all exactly similar – who

bothers about uniqueness?

The creative man is no longer valuable in the marketplace. The productive man is valuable and the

difference between the two is great. The productive man is only a technician; the creative man is a

genius.

‘WE HAVE DISCOVERED HAPPINESS,’ SAYS THE ULTIMATE MAN AND BLINKS. What is their

happiness? They have all the money, all the power, all the prestige – Is that happiness?

THEY HAVE LEFT THE PLACES WHERE LIVING WAS HARD: FOR ONE NEEDS WARMTH.

ONE STILL LOVES ONE’S NEIGHBOUR AND RUBS ONESELF AGAINST HIM: FOR ONE NEEDS

WARMTH. But that is not love.

SICKNESS AND MISTRUST COUNT AS SINS WITH THEM: ONE SHOULD GO ABOUT WARILY.

HE IS A FOOL WHO STILL STUMBLES OVER STONES OR OVER MEN! The day man stops

committing mistakes, he will stop learning.

Only machines don’t commit mistakes; they are perfect, in a way.

The ultimate man will be just a robot. He will do everything efficiently, without stumbling on stones

or on man; without committing a mistake, ever. But such a man has lost his humanity.

It is through mistakes that you explore new areas of life; it is through mistakes that you mature; it is

through mistakes that you become wise; it is through mistakes that mankind has evolved.

But if we stop committing mistakes, then know that the ultimate man has arrived – he will be a robot.

He will live longest, but live without love, live without song, live without dance – his life will be worse

than death.

A LITTLE POISON NOW AND THEN: THAT PRODUCES PLEASANT DREAMS. The ultimate man

will discover drugs... they are being discovered.

A LITTLE POISON NOW AND THEN: THAT PRODUCES PLEASANT DREAMS. AND A LOT OF

POISON AT LAST, FOR A PLEASANT DEATH.

THEY STILL WORK, FOR WORK IS ENTERTAINMENT. BUT THEY TAKE CARE THE

ENTERTAINMENT DOES NOT EXHAUST THEM.

It is becoming a problem already. These words of Zarathustra are so true to our century that it seems

his insight into the future is tremendous. Man is being replaced by machines. More and more work

is being done by machines. Great philosophers in the world are concerned that soon, all work will

be done by the machines. Then what is man supposed to do? And it is dangerous to keep millions

of men without any work.

People ordinarily think that when they retire, they will rest and relax and enjoy. But when they really

retire, they find rest is impossible, relaxation is impossible, because their whole life they have been

practicing restlessness, anxiety, tension, anguish. Now suddenly, just because they are retired, their

bodies cannot change their old habits, sixty-year old habits.

It is not an accident that old people become irritable or annoyed over small things. It is very difficult

for children to live with old people, for the new generation to live with the older generation. The gap

is not only of time, not only of knowledge, the gap is that the old man has nothing to do; and his

whole life he has been doing something or other. Now he is looking all around to do something, and

there is nothing left for him to do.

This whole energy that was involved into work, becomes a problem to him, a burden. He wants

to release it, it becomes anger; it becomes irritation; it becomes condemnation of everybody. And

the great thinkers in the world are of the opinion that we will have to provide old people with some

kind of work, just for their entertainment. It may not be useful. Perhaps one group of old people

makes something, another group of old people, the next day, demolishes it. But it is just for their

entertainment.

And old age is becoming longer; in Europe, to be eighty, ninety, one hundred, one hundred and

twenty, is not rare. In the Soviet Union, particularly in one part, in the Caucasus, there are people,

thousands, who have passed one hundred and fifty years of age. And there are a few hundreds who

have even reached the age of one hundred and eighty. They are still working in the fields, in the

orchards, in the gardens – they demand work. You cannot retire a man who is going to live to one

hundred and eighty years, when he is sixty. He has lived only one-third of his life; two-thirds are still

there, remaining empty. You will have to give him some work.

There are even proposals by economists that the people who are ready to be unemployed should

be paid more for their readiness to be unemployed; they should be paid more than those who ask for

employment because you can’t have both, employment and greater pay. You can choose. Because

some poor fellow is going to suffer an empty life – he needs compensating for it. It has never even

been conceived by the past economists that the unemployed would be paid more than the employed.

Work is going to be taken over by machines, because they do it better, more efficiently, more quickly.

Where one thousand people were needed, just one machine can manage. Where ten thousand

people were needed, just one computer can manage the whole thing. But what about those one

thousand or ten thousand people? Zarathustra is saying that these people would like to die.

There are movements around the world, in advanced countries, where old people are demanding

a constitutional right to commit suicide – and you cannot say they are wrong. They say, ”We have

lived enough and now to go on dragging ourselves is unnecessary torture. We want to go to rest in

our graves. We have seen everything, we have experienced everything. Now, there is nothing for us

to hope or to dream or to desire. Tomorrow is empty and frightens us – it is better to die.”

Hence, there is a movement and I am in support of it: the movement for euthanasia. Every

government should provide, in every hospital, facilities for people who want to die. Perhaps you can

make a limit. After eighty years, if somebody wants to die, you should make beautiful arrangements

in the hospital so he can rest, invite his friends, meet with his friends, old colleagues, listen to great

music, listen to novels or poetry, see the best films, because this is the last month.

Why unnecessarily harass people? Just give them an injection which takes them deeper and deeper

into sleep, which turns finally into death. I am absolutely certain, governments will have to yield to it,

and medical science will have to yield to it, because it seems so absolutely human that if someone

has lived enough – his children have become old, his children are sixty, they are getting retirement

– now it is time.

You are not free to be born but at least you should be given the freedom to die, to choose the date

and the time. It should become part of our basic human rights.

NOBODY GROWS RICH OR POOR ANY MORE: BOTH ARE TOO MUCH OF A BURDEN. WHO

STILL WANTS TO RULE? WHO OBEY? BOTH ARE TOO MUCH OF A BURDEN. For the ultimate

man, everything becomes a burden. He simply wants to die.

NO HERDSMAN AND ONE HERD. EVERYONE WANTS THE SAME THING.... And it is happening,

everybody wants the same thing; you can see it happening. Suddenly, a fashion arises about having

a certain style of hair and you will see thousands of people are having the same style. Suddenly, a

fashion arises for certain clothes and thousands of people are using the same clothes. Designers

are continuously working to create new fashions because factories need to produce; otherwise, they

would be empty. How can the workers be paid?

New soaps, new cigarettes... and nothing is new in them. Perhaps only the container is new, the

color is different, but it becomes the fashion. It has been calculated that every fashion has an

average life of three years. After three years, people start getting bored, they want something new.

This is not happiness. This is a desperate search for happiness but in wrong directions.

... EVERYONE IS THE SAME: WHOEVER THINKS OTHERWISE GOES VOLUNTARILY INTO THE

MADHOUSE.

Just think a little differently from people and they become suspicious of you; something is wrong;

you are crazy. Be part of the crowd and you are accepted as sane. The crowd may be insane, that

is not the point. You simply be part of the crowd, behave the way they are behaving. Exceptions are

not allowed. Individualities are not allowed. Individuals are being forced into madhouses. This is the

ultimate man.

‘FORMERLY, ALL THE WORLD WAS MAD,’ SAY THE MOST ACUTE OF THEM AND BLINK.

THEY ARE CLEVER AND KNOWEVERYTHING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED: SO THERE IS NO

END TO THEIR MOCKERY. THEY STILL QUARREL, BUT THEY SOON MAKE UP – OTHERWISE

INDIGESTION WOULD RESULT.

THEY HAVE THEIR LITTLE PLEASURE FOR THE DAY AND THEIR LITTLE PLEASURE FOR

THE NIGHT: BUT THEY RESPECT HEALTH.

Health should be a natural thing. One should not even be aware of it. That is the oldest definition

of health: when you are not aware of your body at all. You are aware of your head only when you

have a headache; otherwise, what is the need of being aware of the head? You are aware of your

stomach when either you have a stomach-ache or you are pregnant; otherwise, what is the need of

being aware of your stomach.

Only sickness makes you alert. But around the world, there is so much consciousness about health:

health foods, health clinics, natural food. This means we are desperately in search of something

that will make us happy. We are miserable in our wealth, we are miserable in our education, we are

miserable in a world full of all kinds of gadgets and toys.

‘WE HAVE DISCOVERED HAPPINESS,’ SAY THE ULTIMATE MEN AND BLINK.

The ultimate man, according to Zarathustra, is the full growth of all that is ugly in you and this

ultimate man has to be avoided. He is coming; he is coming very forcibly. He is very close.

This ultimate man can be stopped only by one thing: if we can create a new man, a man deeply

rooted in meditation; a man who has moved from the head to the heart; a man whose priority is no

more logic, but love; a man who does not care to be rich on the outside, but is immensely interested

in the inner treasures of our being – in short, a man who is fully awakened, enlightened, a man who

is aware of a godly existence and is so overfull of joy that he wants to share it.

Unless we create the new man, the ultimate man is coming. The ultimate man is the death of

mankind.

The new man can prevent that death. The new man can give you a new life, a new space to move, a

new dimension, a new sense of direction. It is going to be inward. For thousands of years, we have

been moving outward. We have gone too far away from ourselves.

It is time we should come back home and have a look inside our own beings, because within our

own being is all that we are looking for outside. We will not find it on the outside, it is not there. It is

here.

... THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA.

Okay, Maneesha?

Yes, Osho.

 

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  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 1: Prologue Part 1
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 1: Prologue Part 1, 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 HEART 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 OF THIS JOURNEY, WITHOUT ME, MY EAGLE AND MY SERPENT at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 2: Prologue Part 2
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 2: Prologue Part 2, ZARATHUSTRA WENT DOWN THE MOUNTAIN ALONE, AND NO ONE MET HIM. BUT WHEN HE ENTERED THE FOREST, AN OLD MAN, WHO HAD LEFT HIS HOLY HUT TO LOOK FOR ROOTS IN THE FOREST, SUDDENLY STOOD BEFORE HIM. AND THE OLD MAN SPOKE THUS TO ZARATHUSTRA: ‘THIS WANDERER IS NO STRANGER TO ME: HE PASSED BY HERE MANY YEARS AGO. HE WAS CALLED ZARATHUSTRA; BUT HE HAS CHANGED. ‘THEN YOU CARRIED YOUR ASHES TO THE MOUNTAINS: WILL YOU TODAY CARRY YOUR FIRE INTO THE VALLEYS? DO YOU NOT FEAR AN INCENDIARY’S PUNISHMENT? ‘YES, I RECOGNIZE ZARATHUSTRA. HIS EYES ARE CLEAR, AND NO DISGUST LURKS ABOUT HIS MOUTH. DOES HE NOT GO ALONG LIKE A DANCER? ‘HOW CHANGED ZARATHUSTRA IS! ZARATHUSTRA HAS BECOME – A CHILD, AN AWAKENED-ONE: WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW WITH THE SLEEPERS? ‘YOU LIVED IN SOLITUDE AS IN THE SEA, AND THE SEA BORE YOU. ALAS, DO YOU WANT TO GO ASHORE? ALAS, DO YOU WANT AGAIN TO DRAG YOUR BODY YOURSELF? at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 3: Prologue Part 3
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 3: Prologue Part 3, WHEN ZARATHUSTRA ARRIVED AT THE NEAREST OF THE TOWNS LYING AGAINST THE FOREST, HE FOUND IN THAT VERY PLACE MANY PEOPLE ASSEMBLED IN THE MARKET SQUARE: FOR IT HAD BEEN ANNOUNCED THAT A TIGHT-ROPE WALKER WOULD BE APPEARING. AND ZARATHUSTRA SPOKE THUS TO THE PEOPLE: I TEACH YOU THE SUPERMAN. MAN IS SOMETHING THAT SHOULD BE OVERCOME. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO OVERCOME HIM? ALL CREATURES HITHERTO HAVE CREATED SOMETHING BEYOND THEMSELVES: AND DO YOU WANT TO BE THE EBB OF THIS GREAT TIDE, AND RETURN TO THE ANIMALS RATHER THAN OVERCOME MAN? WHAT IS THE APE TO MEN? A LAUGHING-STOCK OR A PAINFUL EMBARRASSMENT. AND JUST SO SHALL MAN BE TO THE SUPERMAN: A LAUGHING-STOCK OR A PAINFUL EMBARRASSMENT. YOU HAVE MADE YOUR WAY FROM WORM TO MAN, AND MUCH IN YOU IS STILL WORM. ONCE YOU WERE APES, AND EVEN NOW MAN IS MORE OF AN APE THAN ANY APE. BUT HE WHO IS THE WISEST AMONG YOU, HE ALSO IS ONLY A DISCORD AND HYBRID OF PLANT AND OF GHOST. BUT DO I BID YOU BECOME GHOSTS OR PLANTS? at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 4: Prologue 4
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 4: Prologue 4, WHAT IS THE GREATEST THING YOU CAN EXPERIENCE? IT IS THE HOUR OF THE GREAT CONTEMPT. THE HOUR IN WHICH EVEN YOUR HAPPINESS GROWS LOATHSOME TO YOU, AND YOUR REASON AND YOUR VIRTUE ALSO. THE HOUR WHEN YOU SAY: ‘WHAT GOOD IS MY HAPPINESS? IT IS POVERTY AND DIRT AND A MISERABLE EASE. BUT MY HAPPINESS SHOULD JUSTIFY EXISTENCE ITSELF!’ THE HOUR WHEN YOU SAY: ‘WHAT GOOD IS MY REASON? DOES IT LONG FOR KNOWLEDGE AS THE LION FOR ITS FOOD? IT IS POVERTY AND DIRT AND A MISERABLE EASE!’ THE HOUR WHEN YOU SAY: ‘WHAT GOOD IS MY VIRTUE? IT HAS NOT YET DRIVEN ME MAD! HOWTIRED I AM OF MY GOOD AND MY EVIL! IT IS ALL POVERTY AND DIRT AND MISERABLE EASE!.... THE HOUR WHEN YOU SAY, ‘WHAT GOOD IS MY PITY? IS NOT PITY THE CROSS UPON WHICH HE WHO LOVES MAN IS NAILED? BUT MY PITY IS NO CRUCIFIXION!’ HAVE YOU EVER SPOKEN THUS? HAVE YOU EVER CRIED THUS? AH, THAT I HAD HEARD YOU CRYING THUS! at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 5: Prologue Part 5
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 5: Prologue Part 5, WHEN ZARATHUSTRA HAD SPOKEN THESE WORDS HE LOOKED AGAIN AT THE PEOPLE AND FELL SILENT. THERE THEY STAND (HE SAID TO HIS HEART), THERE THEY LAUGH: THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND ME, I AM NOT THE MOUTH FOR THESE EARS. MUST ONE FIRST SHATTER THEIR EARS TO TEACH THEM TO HEAR WITH THEIR EYES? MUST ONE RUMBLE LIKE DRUMS AND LENTEN PREACHERS? OR DO THEY BELIEVE ONLY THOSE WHO STAMMER? THEY HAVE SOMETHING OF WHICH THEY ARE PROUD. WHAT IS IT CALLED THAT MAKES THEM PROUD? THEY CALL IT CULTURE, IT DISTINGUISHES THEM FROM THE GOATHERDS. THEREFORE THEY DISLIKE HEARING THE WORD ’CONTEMPT’ SPOKEN OF THEM. SO I SHALL SPEAK TO THEIR PRIDE. SO I SHALL SPEAK TO THEM OF THE MOST CONTEMPTIBLE MAN: AND THAT IS THE ULTIMATE MAN. AND THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA TO THE PEOPLE: IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO FIX HIS GOAL. IT IS TIME FOR MAN TO PLANT THE SEED OF HIS HIGHEST HOPE at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 6: Prologue Part 6
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 6: Prologue Part 6, FOLLOWING HIS SPEECH ABOUT THE ULTIMATE MAN, ZARATHUSTRA REALIZES THAT THE PEOPLE HAVE MISUNDERSTOOD HIM, FOR THEY NOW CRY OUT TO HIM FOR THE ULTIMATE MAN, TELLING HIM HE CAN HAVE THE SUPERMAN. WHILE HE PONDERS ON THIS, THE TIGHT-ROPE WALKER BEGINS HIS ACT – WALKING ACROSS A ROPE SUSPENDED HIGH ABOVE THE PEOPLE IN THE MARKET SQUARE, BETWEEN TWO TOWERS. WHEN HE REACHES THE MID-POINT, SUDDENLY A FIGURE DRESSED AS A BUFFOON APPEARS FROM ONE OF THE TOWERS, AND PROCEEDS TO FOLLOW THE TIGHT-ROPE WALKER, SHOUTING OUT AND ABUSING HIM. HE MAKES TO JUMP OVER THE TIGHTROPE WALKER, WHO LOSES HIS BALANCE AND FALLS, LANDING QUITE CLOSE TO WHERE ZARATHUSTRA IS STANDING. ZARATHUSTRA STAYS WITH THE DYING MAN LONG AFTER EVENING HAS COME AND THE CROWD DISPERSED at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 7: Of the three metamorphoses
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 7: Of the three metamorphoses, I NAME YOU THREE METAMORPHOSES OF THE SPIRIT: HOW THE SPIRIT SHALL BECOME A CAMEL, AND THE CAMEL A LION, AND THE LION AT LAST A CHILD. THERE ARE MANY HEAVY THINGS FOR THE SPIRIT, FOR THE STRONG, WEIGHT-BEARING SPIRIT IN WHICH DWELL RESPECT AND AWE: ITS STRENGTH LONGS FOR THE HEAVY, FOR THE HEAVIEST. WHAT IS HEAVY? THUS ASKS THE WEIGHT-BEARING SPIRIT, THUS IT KNEELS DOWN LIKE THE CAMEL AND WANTS TO BE WELL LADEN. WHAT IS THE HEAVIEST THING, YOU HEROES? SO ASKS THE WEIGHT-BEARING SPIRIT, THAT I MAY TAKE IT UPON ME AND REJOICE IN MY STRENGTH. IS IT NOT THIS: TO DEBASE YOURSELF IN ORDER TO INJURE YOUR PRIDE?... OR IS IT THIS: TO DESERT OUR CAUSE WHEN IT IS CELEBRATING ITS VICTORY? TO CLIMB HIGH MOUNTAINS IN ORDER TO TEMPT THE TEMPTER?... OR IS IT THIS: TO LOVE THOSE WHO DESPISE US AND TO OFFER OUR HAND TO THE GHOST WHEN IT WANTS TO FRIGHTEN US? at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 8: Of the despisers of the body and the joys and the passions
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 8: Of the despisers of the body and the joys and the passions, YOU SAY ‘I’ AND YOU ARE PROUD OF THIS WORD. BUT GREATER THAN THIS – ALTHOUGH YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE IN IT – IS YOUR BODY AND ITS GREAT INTELLIGENCE, WHICH DOES NOT SAY ‘I’ BUT PERFORMS ‘I’. WHAT THE SENSE FEELS, WHAT THE SPIRIT PERCEIVES, IS NEVER AN END IN ITSELF. BUT SENSE AND SPIRIT WOULD LIKE TO PERSUADE YOU THAT THEY ARE THE END OF ALL THINGS: THEY ARE AS VAIN AS THAT. SENSE AND SPIRIT ARE INSTRUMENTS AND TOYS: BEHIND THEM STILL LIES THE SELF. THE SELF SEEKS WITH THE EYES OF THE SENSE, IT LISTENS TOO WITH THE EARS OF THE SPIRIT. THE SELF IS ALWAYS LISTENING AND SEEKING: IT COMPARES, SUBDUES, CONQUERS, DESTROYS. IT RULES AND IS ALSO THE EGO’S RULER. BEHIND YOUR THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS, MY BROTHER, STANDS A MIGHTY COMMANDER, AN UNKNOWN SAGE – HE IS CALLED SELF. HE LIVES IN YOUR BODY, HE IS YOUR BODY. THERE IS MORE REASON IN YOUR BODY THAN IN YOUR BEST WISDOM. AND WHO KNOWS FOR WHAT PURPOSE YOUR BODY REQUIRES PRECISELY YOUR BEST WISDOM?... at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 9: Of live and love and of war and warriors
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 9: Of live and love and of war and warriors, WHAT HAVE WE IN COMMON WITH THE ROSEBUD, WHICH TREMBLES BECAUSE A DROP OF DEW IS LYING UPON IT? IT IS TRUE: WE LOVE LIFE, NOT BECAUSE WE ARE USED TO LIVING BUT BECAUSE WE ARE USED TO LOVING. THERE IS ALWAYS A CERTAIN MADNESS IN LOVE. BUT ALSO THERE IS ALWAYS A CERTAIN METHOD IN MADNESS. AND TO ME TOO, WHO LOVE LIFE, IT SEEMS THAT BUTTERFLIES AND SOAP-BUBBLES, AND WHATEVER IS LIKE THEM AMONG MEN, KNOW MOST ABOUT HAPPINESS. TO SEE THESE LIGHT, FOOLISH, DAINTY, AFFECTING LITTLE SOULS FLUTTER ABOUT – THAT MOVES ZARATHUSTRA TO TEARS AND TO SONG. I SHOULD BELIEVE ONLY IN A GOD WHO UNDERSTOOD HOW TO DANCE. OF WAR AND WARRIORS WE DO NOT WISH TO BE SPARED BY OUR BEST ENEMIES, NOR BY THOSE WHOM WE LOVE FROM THE VERY HEART. SO LET ME TELL YOU THE TRUTH! at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 10: Of the new idol and of the flies of the marketplace
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 10: Of the new idol and of the flies of the marketplace, THERE ARE STILL PEOPLES AND HERDS SOMEWHERE, BUT NOT WITH US, MY BROTHERS: HERE THERE ARE STATES.... THE STATE IS THE COLDEST OF ALL COLD MONSTERS. COLDLY IT LIES, TOO; AND THIS LIE CREEPS FROM ITS MOUTH: ’I, THE STATE, AM THE PEOPLE.’ IT IS A LIE! IT WAS CREATORS WHO CREATED PEOPLES AND HUNG A FAITH AND A LOVE OVER THEM: THUS THEY SERVED LIFE. IT IS DESTROYERS WHO SET SNARES FOR MANY AND CALL IT THE STATE: THEY HANG A SWORD AND A HUNDRED DESIRES OVER THEM. WHERE A PEOPLE STILL EXISTS, THERE THE PEOPLE DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE STATE AND HATE IT AS THE EVIL EYE AND SIN AGAINST CUSTOM AND LAW.... A FREE LIFE STILL REMAINS FOR GREAT SOULS. TRULY, HE WHO POSSESSES LITTLE IS SO MUCH THE LESS POSSESSED: PRAISED BE A MODERATE POVERTY! ONLY THERE, WHERE THE STATE CEASES, DOES THE MAN WHO IS NOT SUPERFLUOUS BEGIN: DOES THE SONG OF THE NECESSARY MAN, THE UNIQUE AND IRREPLACEABLE MELODY, BEGIN at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 11: Of the friend
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 11: Of the friend, OUR FAITH IN OTHERS BETRAYS WHEREIN WE WOULD DEARLY LIKE TO HAVE FAITH IN OURSELVES. OUR LONGING FOR A FRIEND IS OUR BETRAYER. AND OFTEN WITH OUR LOVE WE ONLYWANT TO LEAP OVER ENVY. AND OFTEN WE ATTACK AND MAKE AN ENEMY IN ORDER TO CONCEAL THAT WE ARE VULNERABLE TO ATTACK. ‘AT LEAST BE MY ENEMY!’ – THUS SPEAKS THE TRUE REVERENCE THAT DOES NOT VENTURE TO ASK FOR FRIENDSHIP. IF YOU WANT A FRIEND, YOU MUST ALSO BE WILLING TO WAGE WAR FOR HIM: AND TO WAGE WAR, YOU MUST BE CAPABLE OF BEING AN ENEMY. YOU SHOULD HONOUR EVEN THE ENEMY IN YOUR FRIEND. CAN YOU GO NEAR TO YOUR FRIEND WITHOUT GOING OVER TO HIM? IN YOUR FRIEND YOU SHOULD POSSESS YOUR BEST ENEMY. YOUR HEART SHOULD FEEL CLOSEST TO HIM WHEN YOU OPPOSE HIM.... HE WHO MAKES NO SECRET OF HIMSELF EXCITES ANGER IN OTHERS: THAT IS HOW MUCH REASON YOU HAVE TO FEAR NAKEDNESS. IF YOU WERE GODS YOU COULD THEN BE ASHAMED OF YOUR CLOTHES! at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 12: Of the thousand and one goals
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 12: Of the thousand and one goals, NO PEOPLE COULD LIVE WITHOUT EVALUATING; BUT IF IT WISHES TO MAINTAIN ITSELF IT MUST NOT EVALUATE AS ITS NEIGHBOR EVALUATES. MUCH THAT SEEMED GOOD TO ONE PEOPLE SEEMED SHAME AND DISGRACE TO ANOTHER: THUS I FOUND. I FOUND MUCH THAT WAS CALLED EVIL IN ONE PLACE WAS IN ANOTHER DECKED WITH PURPLE HONOURS.... A TABLE OF VALUES HANGS OVER EVERY PEOPLE. BEHOLD, IT IS THE TABLE OF ITS OVERCOMINGS; BEHOLD, IT IS THE VOICE OF ITS WILL TO POWER. WHAT IT ACCOUNTS HARD IT CALLS PRAISEWORTHY; WHAT IT ACCOUNTS INDISPENSABLE AND HARD IT CALLS GOOD; AND THAT WHICH RELIEVES THE GREATEST NEED, THE RARE, THE HARDEST OF ALL – IT GLORIFIES AS HOLY. WHATEVER CAUSES IT TO RULE AND CONQUER AND GLITTER, TO THE DREAD AND ENVY OF ITS NEIGHBOR, THAT IT ACCOUNTS THE SUBLIMEST, THE PARAMOUNT, THE EVALUATION AND THE MEANING OF ALL THINGS.... MAN FIRST IMPLANTED VALUES INTO THINGS TO MAINTAIN HIMSELF – HE CREATED THE MEANING OF THINGS, A HUMAN MEANING! THEREFORE HE CALLS HIMSELF: ‘MAN’, THAT IS: THE EVALUATOR at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 13: Of love of one’s neighbor
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 13: Of love of one’s neighbor, YOU FLEE TO YOUR NEIGHBOR AWAY FROM YOURSELVES AND WOULD LIKE TO MAKE A VIRTUE OF IT: BUT I SEE THROUGH YOUR ‘SELFLESSNESS’.... DO I EXHORT YOU TO LOVE OF YOUR NEIGHBOR? I EXHORT YOU RATHER TO FLIGHT FROM YOUR NEIGHBOR AND TO LOVE OF THE MOST DISTANT! HIGHER THAN LOVE OF ONE’S NEIGHBOR STANDS LOVE OF THE MOST DISTANT MAN AND OF THE MAN OF THE FUTURE; HIGHER STILL THAN LOVE OF MAN I ACCOUNT LOVE OF CAUSES AND OF PHANTOMS. THIS PHANTOM THAT RUNS ALONG BEHIND YOU, MY BROTHER, IS FAIRER THAN YOU; WHY DO YOU NOT GIVE IT YOUR FLESH AND BONES? BUT YOU ARE AFRAID AND YOU RUN TO YOUR NEIGHBOR.... YOU INVITE IN A WITNESS WHEN YOU WANT TO SPEAK WELL OF YOURSELVES; AND WHEN YOU HAVE MISLED HIM INTO THINKING WELL OF YOU, YOU THEN THINK WELL OF YOURSELVES.... ONE MAN RUNS TO HIS NEIGHBOR BECAUSE HE IS LOOKING FOR HIMSELF, AND ANOTHER BECAUSE HE WANTS TO LOSE HIMSELF. YOUR BAD LOVE OF YOURSELVES MAKES SOLITUDE A PRISON TO YOU.... at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 14: Of the way of the creator
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 14: Of the way of the creator, MY BROTHER, DO YOU WANT TO GO APART AND BE ALONE? DO YOU WANT TO SEEK THE WAY TO YOURSELF? PAUSE JUST A MOMENT AND LISTEN TO ME. ‘HE WHO SEEKS MAY EASILY GET LOST HIMSELF. IT IS A CRIME TO GO APART AND BE ALONE’ – THUS SPEAKS THE HERD. THE VOICE OF THE HERD WILL STILL RING WITHIN YOU. AND WHEN YOU SAY: ‘WE HAVE NO LONGER THE SAME CONSCIENCE, YOU AND I’, IT WILL BE A LAMENT AND A GRIEF. FOR SEE, IT IS STILL THIS SAME CONSCIENCE THAT CAUSES YOUR GRIEF: AND THE LAST GLIMMER OF THIS CONSCIENCE STILL GLOWS IN YOUR AFFLICTION. BUT YOU WANT TO GO THE WAY OF YOUR AFFLICTION, WHICH IS THE WAY TO YOURSELF? IF SO, SHOW ME YOUR STRENGTH FOR IT AND YOUR RIGHT TO IT! ARE YOU A NEW STRENGTH AND A NEW RIGHT? A FIRST MOTION? A SELF-PROPELLING WHEEL? CAN YOU ALSO COMPEL STARS TO REVOLVE ABOUT YOU? ALAS, THERE IS SO MUCH LUSTING FOR EMINENCE! THERE IS SO MUCH CONVULSION OF THE AMBITIOUS!... at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 15: Of justice
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 15: Of justice, WHEN YOU HAVE AN ENEMY, DO NOT REQUITE HIM GOOD FOR EVIL: FOR THAT WOULD MAKE HIM ASHAMED. BUT PROVE THAT HE HAS DONE SOMETHING GOOD TO YOU. BETTER TO BE ANGRY THAN MAKE ASHAMED! AND WHEN YOU ARE CURSED, I DO NOT LIKE IT THAT YOU THEN WANT TO BLESS. RATHER CURSE BACK A LITTLE! AND SHOULD A GREAT INJUSTICE BE DONE YOU, THEN QUICKLY DO FIVE LITTLE INJUSTICES BESIDES. HE WHO BEARS INJUSTICE ALONE IS TERRIBLE TO BEHOLD. DID YOU KNOW THIS ALREADY? SHARED INJUSTICE IS HALF JUSTICE. AND HE WHO CAN BEAR IT SHOULD TAKE THE INJUSTICE UPON HIMSELF. A LITTLE REVENGE IS MORE HUMAN THAN NO REVENGE AT ALL. AND IF THE PUNISHMENT BE NOT ALSO A RIGHT AND AN HONOUR FOR THE TRANSGRESSOR, THEN I DO NOT LIKE YOUR PUNISHMENT. IT IS MORE NOBLE TO DECLARE YOURSELF WRONG THAN TO MAINTAIN YOU ARE RIGHT, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ARE RIGHT. ONLY YOU MUST BE RICH ENOUGH FOR IT. I DO NOT LIKE YOUR COLD JUSTICE; AND FROM THE EYE OF YOUR JUDGES THERE ALWAYS GAZES ONLY THE EXECUTIONER AND HIS COLD STEEL at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 16: Of voluntary death
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 16: Of voluntary death, MANY DIE TOO LATE AND SOME DIE TOO EARLY. STILL THE DOCTRINE SOUNDS STRANGE: ‘DIE AT THE RIGHT TIME.’DIE AT THE RIGHT TIME: THUS ZARATHUSTRA TEACHES. TO BE SURE, HE WHO NEVER LIVED AT THE RIGHT TIME COULD HARDLY DIE AT THE RIGHT TIME! BETTER IF HE WERE NEVER TO BE BORN! – THUS I ADVISE THE SUPERFLUOUS. BUT EVEN THE SUPERFLUOUS MAKE A GREAT THING OF THEIR DYING; YES, EVEN THE HOLLOWEST NUT WANTS TO BE CRACKED. EVERYONE TREATS DEATH AS AN IMPORTANT MATTER: BUT AS YET DEATH IS NOT A FESTIVAL. AS YET, MEN HAVE NOT LEARNED TO CONSECRATE THE FAIREST FESTIVALS. I SHALL SHOW YOU THE CONSUMMATING DEATH, WHICH SHALL BE A SPUR AND A PROMISE TO THE LIVING. THE MAN CONSUMMATING HIS LIFE DIES HIS DEATH TRIUMPHANTLY.... TO DIE THUS IS THE BEST DEATH; BUT THE SECOND BEST IS: TO DIE IN BATTLE AND TO SQUANDER A GREAT SOUL at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 17: Of the bestowing virtue, part 1
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 17: Of the bestowing virtue, part 1 , TELL ME: HOW DID GOLD COME TO HAVE THE HIGHEST VALUE? BECAUSE IT IS UNCOMMON AND USELESS AND SHINING AND MELLOW IN LUSTRE; IT ALWAYS BESTOWS ITSELF. ONLY AS AN IMAGE OF THE HIGHEST VIRTUE DID GOLD COME TO HAVE THE HIGHEST VALUE. GOLD-LIKE GLEAMS THE GLANCE OF THE GIVER.... THE HIGHEST VIRTUE IS UNCOMMON AND USELESS, IT IS SHINING AND MELLOW IN LUSTRE: THE HIGHEST VIRTUE IS A BESTOWING VIRTUE. TRULY, I DIVINE YOU WELL, MY DISCIPLES, YOU ASPIRE TO THE BESTOWING VIRTUE, AS I DO.... YOU THIRST TO BECOME SACRIFICES AND GIFTS YOURSELVES; AND THAT IS WHY YOU THIRST TO HEAP UP ALL RICHES IN YOUR SOUL. YOUR SOUL ASPIRES INSATIABLY AFTER TREASURES AND JEWELS, BECAUSE YOUR VIRTUE IS INSATIABLE IN WANTING TO GIVE. YOU COMPEL ALL THINGS TO COME TO YOU AND INTO YOU, THAT THEY MAY FLOW BACK FROM YOUR FOUNTAIN AS GIFTS OF YOUR LOVE at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 18: Of the bestowing virtue, part 2
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 18: Of the bestowing virtue, part 2, HERE ZARATHUSTRA FELL SILENT A WHILE AND REGARDED HIS DISCIPLES LOVINGLY. THEN HE WENT ON SPEAKING THUS, AND HIS VOICE WAS DIFFERENT: STAY LOYAL TO THE EARTH, MY BROTHERS, WITH THE POWER OF YOUR VIRTUE! MAY YOUR BESTOWING LOVE AND YOUR KNOWLEDGE SERVE TOWARDS THE MEANING OF THE EARTH! THUS I BEG AND ENTREAT YOU.... A HUNDRED TIMES HAS SPIRIT AS WELL AS VIRTUE EXPERIMENTED AND GONE ASTRAY. YES, MAN WAS AN EXPERIMENT. ALAS, MUCH IGNORANCE AND ERROR HAS BECOME BODY IN US! NOT ONLY THE REASON OF MILLENNIA – THE MADNESS OF MILLENNIA TOO BREAKS OUT IN US. IT IS DANGEROUS TO BE AN HEIR. WE ARE STILL FIGHTING STEP BY STEP WITH THE GIANT CHANCE, AND HITHERTO THE SENSELESS, THE MEANINGLESS, HAS STILL RULED OVER MANKIND. MAY YOUR SPIRIT AND YOUR VIRTUE SERVE THE MEANING OF THE EARTH, MY BROTHERS: AND MAY THE VALUE OF ALL THINGS BE FIXED ANEW BY YOU. TO THAT END YOU SHOULD BE FIGHTERS! TO THAT END YOU SHOULD BE CREATORS! THE BODY PURIFIES ITSELF THROUGH KNOWLEDGE; EXPERIMENTING WITH KNOWLEDGE IT ELEVATES ITSELF.... at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 19: Of the bestowing virtue, part 3
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 19: Of the bestowing virtue, part 3, WHEN ZARATHUSTRA HAD SAID THESE WORDS HE PAUSED LIKE ONE WHO HAS NOT SAID HIS LAST WORD; LONG HE BALANCED THE STAFF DOUBTFULLY IN HIS HAND. AT LAST HE SPOKE THUS, AND HIS VOICE WAS DIFFERENT: I NOWGO AWAY ALONE, MY DISCIPLES! YOU TOO NOWGO AWAY AND BE ALONE! SO I WILL HAVE IT. TRULY, I ADVISE YOU: GO AWAY FROM ME AND GUARD YOURSELVES AGAINST ZARATHUSTRA! AND BETTER STILL: BE ASHAMED OF HIM! PERHAPS HE HAS DECEIVED YOU. THE MAN OF KNOWLEDGE MUST BE ABLE NOT ONLY TO LOVE HIS ENEMIES BUT ALSO TO HATE HIS FRIENDS. ONE REPAYS A TEACHER BADLY IF ONE REMAINS ONLY A PUPIL. AND WHY, THEN, SHOULD YOU NOT PLUCK AT MY LAURELS? YOU RESPECT ME; BUT HOW IF ONE DAY YOUR RESPECT SHOULD TUMBLE? TAKE CARE THAT A FALLING STATUE DOES NOT STRIKE YOU DEAD! at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 20: On the blissful islands
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 20: On the blissful islands, ZARATHUSTRA HAS RETURNED TO THE MOUNTAINS WHERE HE LIVES A SOLITARY EXISTENCE FOR MANY YEARS – UNTIL ONE MORNING HE HAS A DREAM. FILLED WITH NEW RESOLVE AND AN OVERWHELMING DESIRE TO SHARE HIS WORDS WITH HIS FRIENDS, ZARATHUSTRA SPEAKS THUS: BEHOLD, WHAT ABUNDANCE IS AROUND US! AND IT IS FINE TO GAZE OUT UPON DISTANT SEAS FROM THE MIDST OF SUPERFLUITY. ONCE YOU SAID ‘GOD’ WHEN YOU GAZED UPON DISTANT SEAS; BUT NOW I HAVE TAUGHT YOU TO SAY ‘SUPERMAN’. GOD IS A SUPPOSITION; BUT I WANT YOUR SUPPOSING TO REACH NO FURTHER THAN YOUR CREATING WILL. COULD YOU CREATE A GOD? – SO BE SILENT ABOUT ALL GODS! BUT YOU COULD SURELY CREATE THE SUPERMAN. PERHAPS NOT YOU YOURSELVES, MY BROTHERS! BUT YOU COULD TRANSFORM YOURSELVES INTO FOREFATHERS AND ANCESTORS OF THE SUPERMAN: AND LET THIS BE YOUR FINEST CREATING! at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 21: Of the compassionate
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 21: Of the compassionate, AS LONG AS MEN HAVE EXISTED, MAN HAS ENJOYED HIMSELF TOO LITTLE: THAT ALONE, MY BROTHERS, IS OUR ORIGINAL SIN! AND IF WE LEARN BETTER TO ENJOY OURSELVES, WE BEST UNLEARN HOW TO DO HARM TO OTHERS AND TO CONTRIVE HARM. THEREFORE I WASH MY HAND WHEN IT HAS HELPED A SUFFERER, THEREFORE I WIPE MY SOUL CLEAN AS WELL. FOR I SAWTHE SUFFERER SUFFER, AND BECAUSE I SAWIT IWAS ASHAMED ON ACCOUNT OF HIS SHAME; AND WHEN I HELPED HIM, THEN I SORELY INJURED HIS PRIDE.... ‘BE RESERVED IN ACCEPTING! HONOUR A MAN BY ACCEPTING FROM HIM!’ – THUS I ADVISE THOSE WHO HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE. I, HOWEVER, AM A GIVER: I GIVE GLADLY AS A FRIEND TO FRIENDS. BUT STRANGERS AND THE POOR MAY PLUCK THE FRUIT FROM MY TREE FOR THEMSELVES: IT CAUSES LESS SHAME THAT WAY.... AND WE ARE THE MOST UNFAIR, NOT TOWARDS HIM WHOM WE DO NOT LIKE, BUT TOWARDS HIM FOR WHOM WE FEEL NOTHING AT ALL at energyenhancement.org

  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 22: Of the priests
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 22: Of the priests, AND ONE DAY ZARATHUSTRA MADE A SIGN TO HIS DISCIPLES AND SPOKE THESE WORDS TO THEM: HERE ARE PRIESTS: AND ALTHOUGH THEY ARE MY ENEMIES, PASS THEM BY QUIETLY AND WITH SLEEPING SWORDS!... THEY ARE BAD ENEMIES: NOTHING IS MORE REVENGEFUL THAN THEIR HUMILITY. AND HE WHO TOUCHES THEM IS EASILY DEFILED.... HE WHOM THEY CALL REDEEMER HAS CAST THEM INTO BONDAGE – INTO THE BONDAGE OF FALSE VALUES AND FALSE SCRIPTURES! AH, THAT SOMEONE WOULD REDEEM THEM FROM THEIR REDEEMER!... OH, JUST LOOK AT THESE HUTS THAT THESE PRIESTS HAVE BUILT THEMSELVES. CHURCHES THEY CALL THEIR SWEETSMELLING CAVES! OH THIS COUNTERFEIT LIGHT! OH THIS MUSTY AIR! HERE, WHERE THE SOUL MAY NOT FLY UP TO ITS HEIGHT! at energyenhancement.org
  • Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 23: The night song
    Zarathustra, A God That Can Dance Chapter 23: The night song, IT IS NIGHT: NOW DO ALL LEAPING FOUNTAINS SPEAK LOUDER. AND MY SOUL TOO IS A LEAPING FOUNTAIN. IT IS NIGHT: ONLY NOW DO ALL SONGS OF LOVERS AWAKEN. AND MY SOUL TOO IS THE SONG OF A LOVER. SOMETHING UNQUENCHED, UNQUENCHABLE, IS IN ME, THAT WANTS TO SPEAK OUT. A CRAVING FOR LOVE IS IN ME, THAT ITSELF SPEAKS THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE. LIGHT AM I: AH, THAT I WERE NIGHT! BUT THIS IS MY SOLITUDE, THAT I AM GIRDED ROUND WITH LIGHT.... I LIVE IN MY OWN LIGHT, I DRINK BACK INTO MYSELF THE FLAMES THAT BREAK FROM ME. I DO NOT KNOWTHE JOY OF THE RECEIVER; AND I HAVE OFTEN DREAMED THAT STEALING MUST BE MORE BLESSED THAN RECEIVING. IT IS MY POVERTY THAT MY HAND NEVER RESTS FROM GIVING; IT IS MY ENVY THAT I SEE EXPECTANT EYES AND ILLUMINED NIGHTS OF DESIRE.... at energyenhancement.org

 

 

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