Me: what’s good man?
Nietzsche : “What is good? All that heightens the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself in man.”
Me: What are your fav songs?
Nietzsche : There begins the song of necessity the unique and irreplaceable melody there, where the state ends look there my brother’s. Do you not see it the rainbow in the bridges of the overman, the overman’s beauty came to me as a shadow oh my brother’s of what concerns me any more our God’s better than a man.
Me: How about your romance story going, are you already taken or what?
Nietzsche : Woman understands children but a man is more childish than a woman, in the real man the child’s concealed it wants to play. Go now you will go discover the child in man, that woman be a blazing pure and fine by the gemstone radiated by the virtues of a world that does not yet exist let the ray of a star shine in your love.
Nietzsche : A modern idea that is a false idea the european of today, stands far below the european of the renaissance further development is not by any necessity at all an exaltation, an elevation must strengthening in another sense there is a continuous success story of individual cases in the most various places and from the most various cultures which a higher type does indeed appear something which in relation to all of mankind is a kind of overman, humanity’s future God died now we want the over man to live
Me : *Laughs*
Nietzsche : Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter. the vilest man of all nature’s have touched, dead flowers into the throat of all times, they’re gone!
Me : why don’t we talk about something else?
Nietzsche : that’s right!
Me : how was your weekend?
Nietzsche : Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you. I implore you to become ghosts of lies, behold I teach you the over man, the over man is the meaning of the earth that you will say the over man shall be the meaning of the earth, have you not yet heard anything of my children and that they are on their way to me, speak to me of my gardens of my Blessed Isles of my beautiful new species why don’t you speak to me?
Me : My weekend was great, i went to church on sunday with this progressive priest, so far so good
Nietzsche : God is a conjecture but I want that your conjecturing not reach further than your creating will could you create, a god and be silent about any gods but you could well create the over man not you yourselves perhaps my brothers, but you could recreate yourselves into fathers and forefathers of the over man and this shall be your best creating, I teach you the over man man is something that must be overcome what have you done to overcome in all creatures so far created something beyond themselves!
A god in his relation to other gods the need to show that as the consumption of man and mankind becomes more and more economical and the machinery of interests and services is integrated ever more intricately, a counter movement is inevitable. I designate this as the secretion of a luxury surplus of mankind aims to bring to light a stronger species a higher type that arises and preserves itself under different conditions from those of the average man!
Me : I mean, how was your day, is it great?
Nietzsche : what is great in man is that he is a bridge and not an end. What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal. What is lovable about man is that he is a crossing over and are going under
Me : How about your job, is it going well?
Nietzsche : Task is to rule but a race with its own sphere of life with an excess of strength for beauty, bravery culture manners to the highest peak of the spirit and the firming race that may grant itself every great luxury, strong enough to have no need of the tyranny of the virtue, imperative rich enough to have no need of thrift and pedantry, beyond good and evil. A hothouse for strange in choice plants mankind is a rope fastened between animal and over man, a rope over an abyss, a dangerous crossing, a dangerous on the way, a dangerous looking back, a dangerous shuddering and standing still.
Me : Wait for second i need go to the bathroom
Me : Why the fuck, my cup of coffee is gone, come man I knew you drink them up!
Nietzsche : Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
Me : I can see that, your mustache is sweating.
Nietzsche : One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star, Stung all over by poisonous flies, and hollowed like the stone by many drops of wickedness: thus did I sit among them, and still said to myself: “Innocent is everything petty of its pettiness!”
Me : Pulang dulu mas, mau angkat aer di rumah, tadi lagi masak aer, kelupaan saya tinggal. Udah terlanjur pesen uber.
Nietzsche : Ubermensch these belong together with every increase of greatness and heighten man there is also an increase in depth and terror, when ought not to desire the one without the other or rather the more radically one desires, the one, the more radically one achieves precisely the other. I do not want to be mixed in with and mistaken for these preachers of equality for thus justice speaks to me humans are not equal and they shouldn’t become so either. What would my love for the over man be if I spoke otherwise those who care most today ask how are human beings to be preserved. The Zarathustra is giving one and the first one to ask partial human beings be overcome.
Me : BODO AMAATTTTT…. This conversation is over!
Nietzsche : Overman is in my heart that is my first and my only concern and not man not the neighbour, not the poorest, not the most suffering, not the best, Man is a rope, tied between beast and overman–a rope over an abyss… what can be loved in man is that he is an overture and a going under…,
O my brothers, what I can love in man is that he is an over-coming and a down-going. And also in you there is much that makes me love and hope. In that you have despised, you higher men, that makes me hope. For the great despisers are the great reverers.
In that you have despaired, there is much to honour. For you have not learned to submit yourselves, you have not learned petty policy. For today the petty people have become master: They all preach submission and humility and policy and diligence and consideration and the long et cetera of petty virtues.
Whatever is of the effeminate type, whatever originates from the servile type, and especially the crowd-mishmash — that is what wishes now to be master of all human destiny — O disgust! Disgust! Disgust