From Sue Prideaux's biography of Nietzsche, "I Am Dynamite":-

Instead of emphasizing a kind of human essence which all human beings share and which must be actualized (and from which one might derive ethical standards), Nietzsche stresses the uniqueness of each individual, almost as if each of us is a species unto ourselves. Accordingly, the conditions for flourishing and self-actualization will vary widely from one person to the next.This in turn means that individuals cannot rely unthinkingly on their own socialization or inherited traditions in order to determine how best to actualize their own potential, since the customs and traditions in question are not sufficiently tailored to the individual case. Consequently, the discovery of the means to self-actualization must be left to the individual’s own experimentation.


And:-

One must be fleet of foot; one must dance. Life was not simple. If, one day, man would dare construct an architecture corresponding to the nature of the soul, that architect would have to take the labyrinth as the model. To give birth to a dancing star, one must first have chaos within. Inconsistency, changes of mind and urges to wander were a duty. A fixed opinion was a dead opinion, a made-up mind was a dead mind, worth less than an insect; it should be crushed underfoot and utterly destroyed.

Nietzsche called the priest, philosophers and theologians "cobweb weavers" and distrusted systematisers and avoided them. "The will to a system is a lack of integrity"

When Christ faced Pilate and spoke of "truth" Pilate asked:- "What is truth?"

The truth was staring him in the face. A living human being. Not a doctrine or a formula. As I see it, far too many Christians miss the point entirely and turn the Living Word into a formula of "salvation" - simply follow the instructions and "fulfill" them, according to their own judgement and satisfaction, and all will be well.

Then they claim to be sole possessors of "truth" and dictate to the spirit exactly where it blows. Yet in fact it blows where it will like the wind.

Nietzsche is pietzsche! 🍑

Anyway, some interesting shit here from William Blake, poet, mystic, painter, engraver.....

I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.

And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore.

And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars, my joys & desires.

A great gathering of his sayings 👍

If we think does that make us real