Zarathustra The Laughing Prophet ~ 09

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event type discourse
date & time 12 Apr 1987 am
location Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Pune
language English
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shorttitle ZARA209
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synopsis
Reader of the sutra: Ma Prem Maneesha.
The sutra
Of blissful islands
O afternoon of my life! What have I not given away that I might possess one thing: this living plantation of my thoughts and this dawn of my highest hope!
Once the creator sought companions and children of his hope: and behold, it turned out that he could not find them, except he first create them himself.
Thus I am in the midst of my work, going to my children and turning from them: for the sake of his children must Zarathustra perfect himself.
For one loves from the very heart only one's child and one's work; and where there is great love of oneself, then it is a sign of pregnancy: thus have I found.
My children are still green in their first spring, standing close together and shaken in common by the winds, the trees of my garden and my best soil.
And truly! Where such trees stand together, there blissful islands are!
But one day I will uproot them and set each one up by itself, that it may learn solitude and defiance and foresight.
Then it shall stand by the sea, gnarled and twisted and with supple hardiness, a living lighthouse of unconquerable life.
Yonder, where storms plunge down into the sea and the mountain's snout drinks water, there each of them shall one day keep its day and night watch, for its testing and recognition.
It shall be tested and recognized, to see whether it is of my kind and my race -- whether it is master of a protracted will, silent even when it speaks, and giving in such a way that in giving it takes -- that it may one day be my companion and a fellow-creator and fellow-rejoicer of Zarathustra -- such a one as inscribes my will upon my tablets: for the greater perfection of all things.
And for its sake, and for those like it, must I perfect myself: therefore I now avoid my happiness and offer myself to all unhappiness -- for my ultimate testing and recognition....
To desire -- that now means to me: to have lost myself. I possess you, my children! In this possession all should be certainty and nothing desire....
... Thus spake Zarathustra.


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