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- Herausgeber: FV Éditions
- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
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You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives —I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.”
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a housetop cried, “He is a madman.” I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, “Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.”
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
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The Madman
His Parables and Poems
Khalil Gibran
Contents
How I Became A Madman
1. God
2. My Friend
3. The Scarecrow
4. The Sleepwalkers
5. The Wise Dog
6. The Two Hermits
7. On Giving and Taking
8. The Seven Selves
9. War
10. The Fox
11. The Wise King
12. Ambition
13. The New Pleasure
14. The Other Language
15. The Pomegranate
16. The Two Cages
17. The Three Ants
18. The Gravedigger
19. On the Steps of the Temple
20. The Blessed City
21. The Good God and the Evil God
22. “Defeat”
23. Night and the Madman
24. Faces
25. The Greater Sea
26. Crucified
27. The Astronomer
28. The Great Longing
29. Said a Blade of Grass
30. The Eye
31. The Two Learned Men
32. When My Sorrow Was Born
33. And When My Joy Was Born
34. “The Perfect World”
How I Became A Madman
You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives—I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.”
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a housetop cried, “He is a madman.” I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, “Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.”
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
