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Chapter thirteen on laws. Then alawyer said, but what of our laws?
Master? And he answered, youdelight in laying down laws, yet
you delight more in breaking them,like children playing by the ocean, who
build sand towers with constancy and thendestroy them with laughter. But while you
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build your sand towers, the oceanbrings more sand to the shore. And
when you destroy them, the oceanlaughs with you fairily. The ocean laughs
always with the innocent. But whatof those to whom life is not an
ocean, and mad made laws arenot sand towers, But to whom life
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is a rock, and the lawa chisel with which they would carve it
in their own likeness. What ofthe cripple who hates dancers. What of
the ox, who loves his yokeand deems the elk in dearer the forest
stray and vagrant thing. What ofthe old serpent, who cannot shed his
skin and calls all others naked andshameless. And of him who comes early
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to the wedding feast, and whenoverfed and tired, goes his way saying
that all feasts are violation, andall feasters lawbreakers. What shall I say
of these? Say that they toostand in the sunlight, But with their
backs to the sun, they seeonly their shadows. And their shadows are
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their laws. And what is thesun to them but a cast of shadows?
And what is it to acknowledge thelaws but to stoop down and trace
their shadows upon the earth. Butyou who walk facing the sun, what
images drawn on the earth can holdyou? You who travel with the wind?
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What weather van shall direct your course? What man's law shall bind you?
If you break your yoke but uponno man's prison door? What laws
shall you fear if you dance butstumble against no man's iron chains? And
who is he that shall bring youto judgment? If you tear off your
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garment? Yet leave it in noman's path? People of orfelies, you
can muffle the drum, and youcan loosen the strings of the lyre,
But who shall command the skylark notto sing? Chapter fourteen on freedom.
And an orator said, speak tous of freedom? And he answered,
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at the city gate, and byyour fireside, I have seen you prostrate
yourself and worship your own freedom,even as slaves humble themselves before a tyrant
and praise him though he slays them. Aye. In the grove of the
temple, and in the shadow ofthe citadel, I have seen the freest
among you where they're freedom as ayoke and a handcuff, And my heart
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bled within me. For you canonly be free when even the desire of
seeking freedom becomes a harness to you, and when you cease to speak of
freedom as a goal and a fulfillment. You shall be free. Indeed,
when your days are not without acare, nor your nights without a want
and a grief, but rather whenthese things girdle your life, and yet
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you rise above them, naked andunbound. And how shall you rise beyond
your days and nights unless you breakthe chains which you, at the dawn
of your understanding, half fastened aroundyour noon hour. In truth, that
which you call freedom is the strongestof these chains. Though its links glitter
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in the sun and dazzle your eyes. And what is it but fragments of
your own self. You would discardthat you may become free. If it
is an unjust law, you wouldabolish. That law was written with your
own hand upon your own forehead.You cannot erase it by burning your law
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books, nor by washing the foreheadsof your judges, though you pour the
sea upon them. And if itis a despot, you would dethrone.
See first, that is thrown erectedwithin you is destroyed. For how can
a tyrant rule the free and theproud but for a tyranny and their own
freedom, and a shame in theirown pride. And if it is a
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care, you would cast off thatcart has been chosen by you rather than
imposed upon you. And if itis a fear, you would dispel.
The seat of that fear is inyour heart, and not in the hand
of the feared. Verily, allthings move within your being in constant half
embrace, the desired and the dreaded, the repugnant, and the cherished pursued,
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and that which you would escape.These things move within you as lights
and shadows impairs the cling. Andwhen the shadow fades and is no more,
the light that lingers becomes a shadowto another light. And thus your
freedom, when it loses its fetters, becomes itself the fetter of a greater
freedom. Chapter fifteen on reason andpassion. And the priestess spoke again and
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said, speak to us of reasonand passion. And he answered, saying,
your soul is oftentimes a battlefield uponwhich your reason and your judgment wage
war against your passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker
in your soul, that I mightturn the discord and the rivalry of your
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elements into oneness and melody. Buthow shall I unless you your selves be
also the peacemakers, nay, thelovers of all your elements. Your reason
and your passion are the rudder andthe sails of your seafaring soul. If
either your sails or your rudder bebroken, you can but toss and drift,
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or else be held at a standstillin mid seas. For reason,
ruling alone is a force confining,and passion unattended is a flame that burns
to its own destruction. Therefore,let your soul exalt your reason to the
height of passion that it may sing, and let it direct your passion with
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reason, that your passion may livethrough its own daily resurrection, and like
the phoenix, rise above its ownashes. I would have you consider your
judgment and your appetite even as youwould two loved guests in your house.
Surely you would not honor one guestabove the other, For he who is
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more mindful of one loses the loveand the faith of both. Among the
hills, when you sit in thecool shade of the white poplars, sharing
the peace and serenity of distant fieldsand meadows, then let your heart say
in silence, God rests in reason. And when the storm comes and the
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mighty wind shakes the forest, andthunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the
sky, then let your heart sayin awe, God moves in passion.
And since you are a breath inGod's sphere and a leaf in God's forest,
you two should rest in reason andmove in passion. Chapter sixteen on
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pain, And a woman spoke,saying, tell us of pain, And
he said, your pain is thebreaking of the shell that encloses your understanding,
even as the stone of the fruitmust break that its heart may stand
in the sun. So much youknow pain, And could you keep your
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heart in wonder at the daily miraclesof your life, your pain would not
seem less wondrous than your joy.And you would accept the seasons of your
heart, even as you have alwaysaccepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity throughthe winters of your grief. Much
of your pain is self chosen.It is the bitter potion by which the
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physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink
his remedy in silent and tranquility.For his hand, though heavy and hard,
is guided by the tender hand ofthe unseen, and the cup he
brings, though it burn your lips, fashioned of the clay which the potter
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has moistened with his own sacred tears. Chapter seventeen, on self Knowledge.
And a man said, speak tous of self knowledge, And he answered,
saying, your heart's no in silence, the secrets of the days and
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the nights. But your ears thirstfor the sound of your heart's knowledge.
You would know in words that whichyou have always known in thought. You
would touch with your fingers the nakedbody of your dreams. And it is
well you should. The hidden wellspringof your soul must needs rise and run
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murmuring to the sea, and thetreasure of your infinite depths would be revealed
to your eyes. But let therebe no scales to weigh your unknown treasure.
And seek not the depths of yourknowledge with staff or sounding line for
self is a sea boundless and measureless. Say not I have found the truth,
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But rather I have found a truth. Say not I have found the
path of the soul. Say ratherI have met the soul walking upon my
path. For the soul walks uponall paths. The soul walks not upon
a line. Neither does it growlike a reed. The soul unfolds itself
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like a lotus of countless pedals.Chapter eighteen, on teaching, Then said
a teacher speak to us of teaching. And he said, no man can
reveal to you ought but that whichalready lies half asleep in the dawning of
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your knowledge. The teacher, whowalks in the shadow of the temple among
his followers, gives nought of hiswisdom, but rather of his faith and
his lovingness. If he is indeedwise, he does not bid you enter
the house of his wisdom, butrather leads you to the threshold of your
own mind. The astronomer may speakto you of his understanding of space,
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but he cannot give you his understanding. The musician may sing to you of
the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear
which arrests the rhythm. Nor thevoice that echoes it. And he who
is versed in the science of numberscan tell of the regions of weight and
measure, but he cannot conduct youhither. For the vision of one man
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lends not its wings to another man. And even as each one of you
stands alone in God's knowledge, somust each one of you be alone in
his knowledge of God and in hisunderstanding of the Earth. End of section