“Fundamentally standeth everything still”⁠—: but contrary thereto, preacheth the thawing wind!

The thawing wind, a bullock, which is no ploughing bullock⁠—a furious bullock, a destroyer, which with angry horns breaketh the ice! The ice however⁠⸺ breaketh gangways !

O my brethren, is not everything at present in flux ? Have not all railings and gangways fallen into the water? Who would still hold on to “good” and “evil”?

“Woe to us! Hail to us! The thawing wind bloweth!”⁠—Thus preach, my brethren, through all the streets!

There is an old illusion⁠—it is called good and evil. Around soothsayers and astrologers hath hitherto revolved the orbit of this illusion.