“All at once, there rose a thought in me, and I asked myself: ‘What
_art_ thou afraid of? Wherefore, like a coward, dost thou for ever pip
and whimper, and go cowering and trembling? Despicable biped! what is
the sum-total of the worst that lies before thee? Death? Well, death;
and say the pangs of Tophet too, and all that the Devil and Man may,
will, or can do against thee! Hast thou not a heart; canst thou not
suffer whatso it be; and, as a child of freedom, though outcast,
trample Tophet itself under thy feet, while it consumes thee? Let it
come, then; I will meet it and defy it!’ And, as I so thought, there
rushed like a stream of fire over my whole soul; and I shook base Fear
away from me for ever. I was strong, of unknown strength; a spirit,
almost a god. Ever from that time, the temper of my misery was
changed: not Fear or whining Sorrow was it; but Indignation and grim
fire-eyed Defiance. Thus had the EVERLASTING NO (_das Ewige Nein_)
pealed authoritatively through all the recesses of my Being, of my Me;
and then was it that my whole Me stood up, in native God-created
majesty, and with emphasis recorded its Protest. Such a Protest, the
most important transaction in Life, may that same Indignation and
Defiance, in a psychological point of view, be fitly called. The
Everlasting No had said, ‘Behold, thou art fatherless, outcast, and
the Universe is mine (the Devil’s)’; to which my whole Me made answer:
‘_I_ am not thine, but Free, and for ever hate thee!’ It is from this
hour that I incline to date my Spiritual New-birth, or Baphometic
Fire-baptism; perhaps I directly thereupon began to be a Man.”
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