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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: thus to his heart:
"Hush! Hush! Hath not the world now become perfect? What hath happened
unto me?
As a delicate wind danceth invisibly upon parqueted seas, light, feather-
light, so--danceth sleep upon me.
No eye doth it close to me, it leaveth my soul awake. Light is it, verily,
feather-light.
It persuadeth me, I know not how, it toucheth me inwardly with a caressing
hand, it constraineth me. Yea, it constraineth me, so that my soul
stretcheth itself out:--
--How long and weary it becometh, my strange soul! Hath a seventh-day
Thus Spake Zarathustra |
