My Stomach--is it not an eagle's stomach?...
(Certainly you can see that my gut feels with
a flawless and long-eyed perception).
And above all, I am an enemy of the spirit
of INERTIA, ..a sworn enemy, archenemy, primordial enemy.
Oh, where has my enmity flown and misflown in the past?
Of that I could well sing a song--and will sing it, although
I am alone in an empty house and must sing it to my own ears.
There are other singers, of course,
whose throats are made mellow,
whose hands are made talkative,
whose eyes are made expressive,
whose hearts are awakened,
-only by a packed house.
But I am not like those.
He who will one day teach men how to fly
will have moved all boundary stones.
The boundary stones themselves will fly up into
the air before him;
And he will rebaptize the whole earth--"lightweight."
FROM THUS SPOKE ZARATHUSTRA
A BOOK FOR ALL AND NONE
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
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