The New Idol (XI) Friedrich Nietzsche
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Somewhere there are still peoples and herds, but not with us, my brethren: here there are states
A state? What is that? Well! open now your ears unto me, for now will I say unto you my word concerning the death of peoples
A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: "I, the state, am the people."
It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life
Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them
Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs
This sign I give unto you: every people speaketh its language of good and evil: this its neighbour understandeth not. Its language hath it devised for itself in laws and customs
But the state lieth in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it saith it lieth; and whatever it hath it hath stolen
False is everything in it; with stolen teeth it biteth, the biting one. False are even its bowels
Confusion of language of good and evil; this sign I give unto you as the sign of the state. Verily, the will to death, indicateth this sign! Verily, it beckoneth unto the preachers of death!
Many too many are born: for the superfluous ones was the state devised!
See just how it enticeth them to it, the many-too-many! How it swalloweth and cheweth and recheweth them!
"On earth there is nothing greater than I: it is I who am the regulating finger of God"—thus roareth the monster. And not only the long-eared and short-sighted fall upon their knees!
A state? What is that? Well! open now your ears unto me, for now will I say unto you my word concerning the death of peoples
A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: "I, the state, am the people."
It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life
Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them
Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs
This sign I give unto you: every people speaketh its language of good and evil: this its neighbour understandeth not. Its language hath it devised for itself in laws and customs
But the state lieth in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it saith it lieth; and whatever it hath it hath stolen
False is everything in it; with stolen teeth it biteth, the biting one. False are even its bowels
Confusion of language of good and evil; this sign I give unto you as the sign of the state. Verily, the will to death, indicateth this sign! Verily, it beckoneth unto the preachers of death!
Many too many are born: for the superfluous ones was the state devised!
See just how it enticeth them to it, the many-too-many! How it swalloweth and cheweth and recheweth them!
"On earth there is nothing greater than I: it is I who am the regulating finger of God"—thus roareth the monster. And not only the long-eared and short-sighted fall upon their knees!
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