Friedrich Nietzsche and Lou Salome: Intermezzo
The last few days I paid my tribute to him, that man, that incomparable one who stands alone and looks far ahead- or only down, as from a height....My day was giving shape to my will, and letting it taste the rest of all occurence: greeting my day with zazen, severe arm breaking aikido, the high-fucking-tension wire of artwork, a bit of time given like drops of sweetness from above for philosophy....but the night: an endless entangling of limbs and tongues to stripped down punk sounds, drowning in vast oceans of booze, plunging dangerously from bar to home and letting neither be called "safe"(...never that...).........Yes, Freddy, all for you....
....then again, I do this shit every week.....
....shades of the "eternal recurrence"?? What say you, my fine fucked-up friend- for I'm still hungover like a little bitch and unable to form the right words myself, my mouth just doesn't have the balls for it...and one's mouth not having any balls is a travesty....From The Gay Science:
The greatest weight.-
What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you in your loneliest loneliness and say to you: "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence-even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again-and you with it, speck of dust!"- Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: "You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine!" If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are or perhaps crush you; the question in each and every thing, "Do you desire this once more, and innumerable times more?" would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight! Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?
...ask it today.
....then again, I do this shit every week.....
....shades of the "eternal recurrence"?? What say you, my fine fucked-up friend- for I'm still hungover like a little bitch and unable to form the right words myself, my mouth just doesn't have the balls for it...and one's mouth not having any balls is a travesty....From The Gay Science:
The greatest weight.-
What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you in your loneliest loneliness and say to you: "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence-even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again-and you with it, speck of dust!"- Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: "You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine!" If this thought gained possession of you, it would change you as you are or perhaps crush you; the question in each and every thing, "Do you desire this once more, and innumerable times more?" would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight! Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?
...ask it today.