Post-Modern Zarathustra

Nietzsche speaks in proverbs and unconnected metaphors. Try and keep up, if you can. — 

1. Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his blood. Write with blood and you will find that blood is spirit. 

2. It is no easy task to understand unfamiliar blood; I hate the reading idlers!

3. He who knows the reader, does nothing more for the reader. Another century of readers and the spirit itself will stink.

4. Every one being allowed to learn to read ruins, in the long run, not only writing but also thinking.

5. He who writes in blood and proverbs does not want to be read but learnt by heart.

6. In the mountains the shortest way is from peak to peak, but for that route you must have long legs. Proverbs should be peaks, and those spoken to should be big and tall.

7. I want to have goblins about me, for I am courageous. The courage which scares away ghosts, creates for itself goblins – it wants to laugh.

8. You look aloft when you long for exaltation; and I look downward because I am exalted. Who among you can at the same time laugh and be exalted ?

9. You tell me, “Life is hard to bear.” But for what purpose should you have your pride in the morning and your resignation in the evening?

10. It is true that we love life; but not because we are wont to live but because we are wont to love.

11. There is always some madness in love. But there is always, also, some method in madness.

12. To see these light, foolish, pretty, lively little sprites flit about -that moves Zarathustra to tears and songs.

13. I should only believe in a God that knows how to dance.

14. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity – through him all things fall.

15. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity. Now I am light, now do I fly; now do I see myself under myself. Now there dances a God in me —-

Thus Spake Zarathustra.

A detailed discussion in the next post … cheers!





I came close…


Ernest Hemingway: 

All men fear death. It’s a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven’t loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same.

However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. Because when you are sharing your body and heart with a great woman the world fades away. You two are the only ones in the entire universe.

You conquer what most lesser men have never conquered before, you have conquered a great woman’s heart, the most vulnerable thing she can offer to another. Death no longer lingers in the mind. Fear no longer clouds your heart. Only passion for living, and for loving, become your sole reality.

This is no easy task for it takes insurmountable courage. But remember this, for that moment when you are making love with a woman of true greatness, you will feel immortal.


to immortality.  Then immortality turned away and I shifted cities.