DISPLACEMENT

"If I wished to shake this tree with my hands, I should not be able to do so.
But the wind, which we see not, troubleth and bendeth it as it listeth. We are sorest bent and troubled by invisible hands."
Thereupon the youth arose disconcerted, and said: "I hear Zarathustra, and just now was I thinking of him!" Zarathustra answered:
"Why art thou frightened on that account?—But it is the same with man as with the tree.
The more he seeketh to rise into the height and light, the more vigorously do his roots struggle earthward, downward, into the dark and deep—into the evil."
"Yea, into the evil!" cried the youth. "How is it possible that thou hast discovered my soul?"
Zarathustra smiled, and said: "Many a soul one will never discover, unless one first invent it."
- Thus Spoke Zarathustra