To one man, lonesomeness is the flight of the sick one; to another, it is the flight FROM the sick ones.
Zarathustra lets the poor squinting knaves hear his chattering and lament that he will freeze at the ice of knowledge. Meanwhile he runs with warm feet on his olive-mount and sings, mocking all pity.
This is an experiment in interactive reading, and in using AI to help you grow. Thus Spake Zarathustra is notoriously difficult for a modern reader; yet taken as a set of mental exercises, it is guaranteed to transform your thinking by the time you reach the end. Along the way you will have help from the companion, who is always beside the book.
Do you accept the challenge?