“We, aeronauts
of the spirit! … it was our fate to be wrecked against infinity.”
- Nietzsche
Ah, one of the
most vivid, exciting writers of philosophy, Friedrich Nietzsche. Too bad the bottom line of his thought goes
maddeningly against the grain of everything I hold innately and dearly. But despite this, I am feeling the temptation
to do a reading of his works, ten or so books of varying lengths – but what
prose! what images! what refreshingly gusto, bravado and
braggadocio! So he went insane at a
relatively young age. The only work of
his I read – Zarathustra – gripped my
spirit immediately as Something I Had Never Read Before. Thinking perhaps a
January-to-sometime-in-early-spring reading experiment might be in order
here. And just what does that mean – “wrecked
against infinity” …
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