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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again? Archilochus

Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Will the Good!

A light hath dawned upon me. Not to the people is Zarathustra to speak, but to companions! Zarathustra shall not be the herd's herdsman and hound!

To allure many from the herd—for that purpose have I come. The people and the herd must be angry with me: a robber shall Zarathustra be called by the herdsmen.

Herdsmen, I say, but they call themselves the good and just. Herdsmen, I say, but they call themselves the believers in the orthodox belief.

Behold the good and just! Whom do they hate most? Him who breaketh up their tables of values, the breaker, the lawbreaker:—he, however, is the creator.

Behold the believers of all beliefs! Whom do they hate most? Him who breaketh up their tables of values, the breaker, the law-breaker—he, however, is the creator.

Companions, the creator seeketh, not corpses—and not herds or believers either. Fellow-creators the creator seeketh—those who grave new values on new tables.

Companions, the creator seeketh, and fellow-reapers: for everything is ripe for the harvest with him. But he lacketh the hundred sickles: so he plucketh the ears of corn and is vexed.

Companions, the creator seeketh, and such as know how to whet their sickles. Destroyers, will they be called, and despisers of good and evil. But they are the reapers and rejoicers.

Fellow-creators, Zarathustra seeketh; fellow-reapers and fellow-rejoicers, Zarathustra seeketh: what hath he to do with herds and herdsmen and corpses!

And thou, my first companion, rest in peace! Well have I buried thee in thy hollow tree; well have I hid thee from the wolves.

But I part from thee; the time hath arrived. 'Twixt rosy dawn and rosy dawn there came unto me a new truth.

I am not to be a herdsman, I am not to be a grave-digger. Not any more will I discourse unto the people; for the last time have I spoken unto the dead.

With the creators, the reapers, and the rejoicers will I associate: the rainbow will I show them, and all the stairs to the Superman.

To the lone-dwellers will I sing my song, and to the twain-dwellers; and unto him who hath still ears for the unheard, will I make the heart heavy with my happiness.

I make for my goal, I follow my course; over the loitering and tardy will I leap. Thus let my on-going be their down-going
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- Nietzsche, "Zarathustra"

3 comments:

Jen said...

yes. a thousand times yes.

-FJ the Dangerous and Extreme MAGA Jew said...

;)

Franco Aragosta said...

THANKS BE TO GOD!

BRETT KAVANAUDH nomination hais now been officially CONFIRMED. HE WILL TAKE HIS SEAT on the SUPREME COURT next TUESDAY

HALLELUJAH!
HALLELUJAH!
HALLELUJAH!

The strife is o'er the battle done
Now is the Victor's triumph won.


But we STILL have an ELECTION to WIN, so this is no time to rest on our laurels. The last two weeks have revealed the true nature of the DemonRats, They are SAVAGE, FERAL, HYSTERICAL, RUTHLESS, BARBARIC, deeply DISHONEST, HYPOCRITICAL in the extreme, thoroughly CORRUPT and VICIOUS.

It's entirely possible they may also be clinically INSANE.

THEREFORE, we MUST prepare to do BATTLE and meet their every thrust with every BIT of RESISTANCE we can MUSTER.

In short:

Either we FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE or we LOSE the precious REPRESENTATIVE REPUBLIC our Founders gave us to the Forces of Darkness.

So let us be grateful for today's victory, and CONTINUE to PRAISE the LORD by all means, but keep on PASSING the AMMUNITION till the dirty bastards and screaming bitches are totally VANQUISHED.

SO, it's either MAGA! MAGA! MAGA! till early NOVEMER, or Chrstmas on the Ash Heap of History in December and a New Year filled with misery and incalculable loss.