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To: LLCF who wrote (133)	8/3/2005 10:28:00 AM
From: Rarebird	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 26251

The great transcendentalists have experienced the profound limits of transcending on the way up. These limits have inspired them to retreat and come down. The process is never ending. "The way up and way down are one and the same way". The great American Transcendentalists, such as Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau, understood these limits all too well. Thoreau had to leave the serenity of "Walden Pond". Nietzsche understood these limits quite well too. Let Zarathustra speak: "When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of his home, and went into the mountains. There he enjoyed his spirit and his solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. But finally he had a change of heart - and rising one morning with the dawn, he went before the sun, and spoke thus to it: "Oh great star! What would your happiness be if you did not have us to shine for? "For ten years you have climbed here to my cave: you would have become weary of shining and of the journey, had it not been for me, my eagle, and my serpent. "But we waited for you every morning, took from you your overflow, and blessed you for it. "Behold! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that has gathered too much honey; I need hands outstretched to take it from me. I wish to spread it and bestow it, until the wise have once more become joyous in their folly, and the poor happy in their riches. "For that I must descend into the depths, as you do in the evening when you go below the sea and bring light also to the underworld, you superabundant star! "Like you, I must descend - as the men, to whom I shall go, call it. "So bless me then, you tranquil eye that can behold even the greatest happiness without envy! "Bless the cup that is about to overflow, that the water may flow golden out of it, and carry everywhere the reflection of your bliss! "Behold! This cup wants to become empty again, and Zarathustra wants to be a man again. Thus began Zarathustra's descent." Zarathustra's Prologue in Thus Spoke Zarathustra PS If you make the "descent", which is an integral part of transcendence, you will discover that Time is NOT an illusion.