七个自我（2/2）
《先知》作者：纪伯伦 2017-04-13 15:59
love-sick self who would rebel against this madman.
Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught was given me but the odious hatred and destructive loathing. It is I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell, who would protest against serving this madman.
Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self, the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is I, not you, who would rebel.
Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands,and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms. It is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this man,because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to fulfil. Ah!Could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot! But I have none,I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, when you are busy re-creating life. Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?
When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission.
But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness,which is behind all things.
Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught was given me but the odious hatred and destructive loathing. It is I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell, who would protest against serving this madman.
Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self, the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is I, not you, who would rebel.
Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands,and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms. It is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.
Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this man,because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to fulfil. Ah!Could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot! But I have none,I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, when you are busy re-creating life. Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?
When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission.
But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness,which is behind all things.