(Forgiveness and obedience are a weakness, no catharsis; they are a premature submission of spirit to its defeat!)
Frederich Nietzsche, what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger?
I knew your philosophy as an inherent exotic wisdom, before I
came to discover it. We must resolutely become what we are, through
the struggle to overcome ourselves in our nascence, and become the Great Spirits
that we ought to be, by honouring the beacons that we stand for!
We luxuriate when we stand for that purpose, hardly fantasising about
the windfalls that come from it, but exalting their uprightness. That
this is the true stature and success of our lives, to be cavalier
and chivalrous, even if, ultimately, we face failure despite our toil!
And can you see the opiate that we consume in our baptismals;
the queer charlatan belief that we water down our convictions
in the catechism of Christianity; the idea of obedience, morality,
and forgiveness! How easy to believe in fake aphorisms that feed
the lies of society to weaken it, to indulge in the laxative of comfort and convenience
and not go through the purgation of living dangerously in the astuteness
of striving for true ethical greatness. I don’t believe that God is dead!
God never dies; he is only swept aside by the cant of religion. Its
superelevation that uses him as leverage, when in fact, abusing him and us all. I don’t really believe,
like you do, that religion must only be replaced by philosophy, art or
literature, but I think, what needs to manifest is the opening up within oneself of the truly spiritual
that cascades from mere intuition to secret wisdom, to the highest luminescence of
revelation. For God is not dead, but he must be found within ourselves
above the structure of lies, above the mounting propaganda, above the
deceit of vested interests. And as if religion is not ample murderous opiate enough;
we have, and are besieged by an insurmountable democracy – no power of the people as the term annotates in its Grecian origins,
where democracy was more participatory in public discourse, and not just a modern-day plebiscite, as we know it today.
Socrates hated democracy! You did! I do too! There is nothing more watery
than democracy to ensure our dormancy. Where, you have the clandestineness of all
things fishy define your belief systems and transfer you into an imposed
mortuary of self-deceit and false motives. If we can all believe in ourselves; in transcending these evils that
have called individuation an evil, that have vilified the free-thinking soul; If we can call out the establishments and institutions
that perpetrate such evils, even if we must face the prospect of calumny, bullying,
harassment, even torture and death, so should we live in total honour of our ideals
rather than be part of the mob, or the herd, that both religion and democracy demonstrate for us to be (and so be exploitative of us)…
ruthlessly powered by bureaucracy and a deceitful immoral hoodwinking media. And we know the
worth of our `overselves’, despite the Damocles sword of the most undeserved disgrace, defeat and death!
Nietzsche, the brave don’t fear being called evil. It is the deceitful in power, who are the closet pansies parading before us as heterosexuals, that are eager to convince everyone of their false goodness!
There is the ultimate truth that is heralded from the anarchy in being an icon’s iconoclast!
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