
We all sit at the table
it feeds us
it feels us
it gives us
it’s where we decide
the words we use
to say
nothing

We all sit at the table
it feeds us
it feels us
it gives us
it’s where we decide
the words we use
to say
nothing

Friedrich Nietzsche
Daybreak
Book V
530 Thinker’s digressions. -With many thinkers, the course of their thought as a whole is rigorous and inexorably bold, indeed sometimes cruel towards themselves, while in detail they are gentle and flexible; with benevolent hesitation they circle around a thing ten times, though in the end they resume their rigorous path. They are rivers with many meanderings and secluded hermitages; there are places in their course where the river plays hide-and-seek with itself and creates for itself a brief idyll, with islands, trees, grottos and waterfalls: and then it goes on again, past rocky cliffs and breaking its way through the hardest stone.

I check every now
and then
if there are any remains
hanging
on my thorns
just
to prepare

I believe I fly
while I feel
hanging in the middle
of going up
and down

I follow you
and I know
to nowhere

Is this the last drop
of what is left over
or the first drop
of what is coming
only history will tell

I know you will open up
but it is easy to give up on you
looking so cold and closed
and majestic

It grows
unnoticeable
unknowable
inside
from dark soil
it reaches
towards
no future

524 Jealousy of the solitary. – Between sociable and solitary natures there exists this distinction (presupposing they both possess spirit!): the former will be happy, or almost happy with a thing, whatever it may be, from the moment they have found in their spirita communicable and pleasing way of expressing it – this will reconcile them to the Devil himselfl The solitary, however, have their enjoyment or their torment ofa thing in silence, they hate a clever and glittering display of their innermost problems as they hate to see their beloved too carefully dressed: they gaze at her with melancholy eyes, as though becoming prey to the suspicion she wants to appear pleasing to others! This is the jealousy which all solitary thinkers and passionate dreamers feel towards esprit.

It is so clear
that where I stand
I grow
in the past

We all stand still
looking the same way
in a different direction

Only where I stand
I need to see
sharp
hubris
as if there is
a choice

I decided to show you my crown
as for the others
just ignore them

I like the sound of the rain
hitting my windows
but not what it represents

We love to make a show
of that tiny kernel of truth
in our own universe

512 Courageous against causes. – He who is by nature considerate or timid with regard to people but is courageous against causes, shuns new and closer acquaintanceships and circumscribes his old ones: so that his incognito and his ruthlessness for truth may increase together.