July 20, 2012

Have you not heard as yet of that mad-man who on one bright forenoon lit a lantern, ran out into the market-place and cried out again and again, "I seek God! I seek God! --Because there were standing about just at that time many who did not believe in God, the mad-man was the occasion
of great merriment. Has God been lost? said one of them. Or is He hiding himself? Is He afraid of us? Has He boarded a ship? Has He emigrated? Thus they cried and laughed.

But the mad-man pierced them with his glance: "Whither has God gone?"he cried; "I am going to tell you. We have killed Him--you and I! We all are His murderers. But how have we accomplished this? How have we been able to empty the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe off the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun?
Whither does the earth now move? Whither do we ourselves move?

"Are we not groping our way in an infinite nothingness? Do we not feel the breath of the empty spaces. Has it not become colder? Is there not night and ever more night? How do we manage to console ourselves, we master-assassins? Who is going to wipe the blood off our hands? Must not we ourselves become gods to make ourselves worthy of such a deed?

- The Joyful Wisdom, section 125

1 comment:

Awais Aftab said...

I suppose this is an old translation? These days this book by Nietzsche is available by the name of 'The Gay Science'.