In the coming days I’m going to write a short dissertation on the eloquence and irrelevance of Nietzsche. The poor man never had a chance and was a product of his environment–and education.
If he had gone out and procreated, versus sitting alone and contemplating the meaning of life–poor Nietzsche may have enjoyed his short, eternally re-occuring life. He may have stopped dreaming of the evolution of humankind and really lived. It is what he ultimately describes in his writings. Live, for god’s sake, live.
I think you’ll enjoy my short bio on Friedrich Nietzsche–too many of us are scared to even discuss his dissertations. It’s alright, he was deep, but not that deep.