IO8 THUS SPAKE ZARATHUSTRA, I
falleth down ? Beware of being crushed to death by a statue!
Ye say ye believe in Zarathustra ? But what is Zarathustra worth ? Ye are my faithful ones : but what are all faithful ones worth !
When ye had not yet sought yourselves ye found me. Thus do all faithful ones ; hence all belief is worth so little.
Now I ask you to lose me and find yourselves; not until all of you have disowned me, shall I return unto you.
Verily, with other eyes, my brethren, I shall then seek my lost ones ; with another love I shall then love you.
And one day ye shall have become friends of mine and children of one hope : then I shall be with you for a third time, in order to celebrate with you the great noon.
And the great noon is when man standeth in the middle of his course between animal and beyond-man, and glorifieth his way unto the evening as his highest hope ; for it is the way unto a new morning.
Then he who perisheth will bless himself as one who goeth beyond ; and his sun of knowledge will stand at noon.
'Dead are all Gods: now we will that beyond-man live' Let this be one day your last will at the great noon !"
Thus spake Zarathustra.
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