The madman .- Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in broad daylight and ran screaming incessantly market "Seeking God, Seeking God." As many gathered there just did not believe in God, their screams caused huge laughter. Do you have lost?, "Said one. Has been lost as a toddler? Said another. Or have you hidden? Are you afraid of us? Has it shipped? Will there be migrated? - And screaming and laughing joyfully. The madman jumped into their midst and pierced his gaze. "What has gone where God? He exclaimed, "I'll tell you. We have killed him: you and me! We are all his murderer. But how have we done? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the horizon? What we did when unleashed the earth from its sun? Where do walk now? Where do we go? Away from all suns? Are we not continually fall? "Going forward, backward, sideways, to everywhere? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do not we slash the breath of empty space? Do not become colder? Is not night continually coming and more and more night? Should not we light lanterns at noon? Did not even hear the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Are we not yet reached any smell of divine putrefaction? Even the gods are rotting! God is dead! And we have killed him! How can we console ourselves, the murderers among the murderers? The most sacred and powerful that had far the world has bled to death under our knives. Who will wash this blood? What water we purify ourselves? What rites of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this act too big for us? Do not have to become gods ourselves to appear worthy of it? There was never a big act and who is born after us belong, for the sake of this act, a story higher than all the stories that were never before. " Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his audience: they too were silent and looked perplexed. Finally, he threw his lantern to the ground, so it broke into pieces and went out. "I come too soon," he said then, has not yet reached my time. This tremendous event is still underway and has not reached the ears of men. The lightning and thunder require time, the light of the stars requires time, acts take time, even after carrying out, in order to be seen and heard. This act is even farther from them than most distant stars and yet they are the ones who have committed. " Still crazy mind that came the same day in several churches and sang in them his Requiem aeternam deo. Once taken outside and questioned always said this one sentence: "For what are these churches now, rather than the tombs and mausoleums of God?".
