Nietzsche`s look upon evolution

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PostWed Dec 01, 2010 3:34 pm » by Tertiusgaudens


Much had been written on evolution - sense and nonsense.

And most of it deals with biological categories as well as with theological considerations.

Almost nobody has the sharpness and honesty of going a step further.

But so does Nietzsche. He considers evolution as a kind of matrix of growth and development challenging the senseful and intelligent human being.

I just want you to let know the uniqueness of Nietzsche`s approach making you a little "more soft" in encountering the word "evolution". (For I know that especially Americans have much difficulties accepting a concept of evolution. The result are countless and mostly stupid tries finally to save so called christian faith. And nobody is ready to go a little further in order to touch the thought behind evolution concepts...)

Read these little text from the beginning of "Thus spake Zarathustra" which even Nietzsche himself considered his most important book. And see the context of Nietzsche evolution use...


3.

When Zarathustra arrived at the nearest town which adjoineth the forest, he found many people assembled in the market-place; for it had been announced that a rope-dancer would give a performance. And Zarathustra spake thus unto the people:

I TEACH YOU THE SUPERMAN. Man is something that is to be surpassed. What have ye done to surpass man?

All beings hitherto have created something beyond themselves: and ye want to be the ebb of that great tide, and would rather go back to the beast than surpass man?

What is the ape to man? A laughing-stock, a thing of shame. And just the same shall man be to the Superman: a laughing-stock, a thing of shame.

Ye have made your way from the worm to man, and much within you is still worm. Once were ye apes, and even yet man is more of an ape than any of the apes.

Even the wisest among you is only a disharmony and hybrid of plant and phantom. But do I bid you become phantoms or plants?


Lo, I teach you the Superman!

The Superman is the meaning of the earth. Let your will say: The Superman SHALL BE the meaning of the earth!

I conjure you, my brethren, REMAIN TRUE TO THE EARTH, and believe not those who speak unto you of superearthly hopes! Poisoners are they, whether they know it or not.

Despisers of life are they, decaying ones and poisoned ones themselves, of whom the earth is weary: so away with them!

Once blasphemy against God was the greatest blasphemy; but God died, and therewith also those blasphemers. To blaspheme the earth is now the dreadfulest sin, and to rate the heart of the unknowable higher than the meaning of the earth!

Once the soul looked contemptuously on the body, and then that contempt was the supreme thing:--the soul wished the body meagre, ghastly, and famished. Thus it thought to escape from the body and the earth.

Oh, that soul was itself meagre, ghastly, and famished; and cruelty was the delight of that soul!

But ye, also, my brethren, tell me: What doth your body say about your soul? Is your soul not poverty and pollution and wretched self- complacency?

Verily, a polluted stream is man. One must be a sea, to receive a polluted stream without becoming impure.

Lo, I teach you the Superman: he is that sea; in him can your great contempt be submerged.

What is the greatest thing ye can experience? It is the hour of great contempt. The hour in which even your happiness becometh loathsome unto you, and so also your reason and virtue.

The hour when ye say: "What good is my happiness! It is poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency. But my happiness should justify existence itself!"

The hour when ye say: "What good is my reason! Doth it long for knowledge as the lion for his food? It is poverty and pollution and wretched self- complacency!"

The hour when ye say: "What good is my virtue! As yet it hath not made me passionate. How weary I am of my good and my bad! It is all poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency!"

The hour when ye say: "What good is my justice! I do not see that I am fervour and fuel. The just, however, are fervour and fuel!"

The hour when we say: "What good is my pity! Is not pity the cross on which he is nailed who loveth man? But my pity is not a crucifixion."

Have ye ever spoken thus? Have ye ever cried thus? Ah! would that I had heard you crying thus!

It is not your sin--it is your self-satisfaction that crieth unto heaven; your very sparingness in sin crieth unto heaven!

Where is the lightning to lick you with its tongue? Where is the frenzy with which ye should be inoculated?

Lo, I teach you the Superman: he is that lightning, he is that frenzy!--

When Zarathustra had thus spoken, one of the people called out: "We have now heard enough of the rope-dancer; it is time now for us to see him!" And all the people laughed at Zarathustra. But the rope-dancer, who thought the words applied to him, began his performance.
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PostWed Dec 01, 2010 5:08 pm » by Seahawk


Interesting post, Tertius.


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PostTue Dec 07, 2010 11:58 am » by Daathomnius


This had Zarathustra said to his heart when the sun stood at noon-tide.
Then he looked inquiringly aloft,- for he heard above him the sharp call
of a bird. And behold! An eagle swept through the air in wide circles,
and on it hung a serpent, not like a prey, but like a friend: for it kept itself
coiled round the eagle's neck.
"They are my animals," said Zarathustra, and rejoiced in his heart.
"The proudest animal under the sun, and the wisest animal under the
sun,- they have come out to search for me.
They want to know whether Zarathustra still lives. Do I still live?
I found it more dangerous among men than among animals; Zarathustra
walks dangerous paths. Let my animals lead me!
When Zarathustra had said this, he remembered the words of the saint
in the forest. Then he sighed and spoke thus to his heart:
"If only I were wiser! If only I were wise from the very heart, like my
serpent!
But I am asking the impossible. Therefore I ask my pride to go always
with my wisdom!
And if my wisdom should some day forsake me:- alas! it loves to fly
away!- may my pride then fly with my folly!"
Thus began Zarathustra's down-going.
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PostTue Dec 07, 2010 12:15 pm » by Lowsix



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Here is the end result of Killing God.
and replacing him with Ze Superman....
Several here will pass the gates alone and scared...
Their shouting gives them away...

Its not important to understand how Nietzsche lived or what he wrote..
(alhtough ive studied every word...with equal parts fear and love)
But how he died, THAT is what the legacy of the Superman.

(some of the most dangerous words ever written)

This is a glimpse of the last 11 years of his life.

He stared into the abyss, declared the death of god..
(perhaps never fully understanding who god was..
since he was too early for Jung to save him).

And the abyss stared back, into him, and just him.

No mediator between he and the universe...
No interlocuter to forgive him,
No mother to bless his return,
and no father to praise his diligence,
and note his faltering faith in mankind..

Utterly and starkly alone by his own hand,
..he died...as he wished?

He mistook the Bloodthirsty,
life-stealing wargod for the creator,
and so rejected them both.

And his critique of Christians was only half right.
You can see in his eyes where he was half wrong as well...

Hope you are well TG.
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