
Friedrich Nietzsche
Thus Spoke Zarathustra
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.

Friedrich Nietzsche
Thus Spoke Zarathustra
I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.

I don’t kneel down for you it’s just that I can’t get up anymore

I wondered standing in an ancient landscape if the shape of a mountaintop the recognition the rush we felt of almost home has taught us the love for the shape of our loved ones and the feeling of being home

I wonder what drives wander around in me
the one I feel alone in nature
Is it the distance of open pastures
prey at the horizon your food
or are the clouds fleeting over
contrasting in silence the time you no longer feel
is it the contrast between thinking
and not
I wander

I ran down the mountain and on my right the trees seem to follow me but it was just an endless row of the same even when I stopped

It is a long time ago that I walked through those valleys where I saw the mountain I know so well I live much higher looking back close to a path to my top from here I can just see those valleys where I roamed in those pasts and wonder before I reach that maybe my top has another side another view valleys in between

We all long
from deep inside
to the place we stood up
and saw a horizon
for the first time

All doors open and you never know to what remember that the next time you see one because life is better if you expect the unexpected

Can you see through the ripples the world around when you are looking down in reflection

You can wonder if a camouflaged knot is still a knot

I will never be chosen first because I am tied up

It is pretty transparent how you sit there high and dry you would almost dream of a just afterlife for a payback but also there I imagine is right the choice of a pendulum hanging from a high point

Do you know what you lost belongs to where you found it

279 Not mistrusting our feelings. -The womanly saying that we should not mistrust our feelings means nothing more than: we should eat what tastes good to us. This may even be a good everyday rule, especially for moderate natures. Different natures, however, must live according to a different principle: “you must eat not only with your mouth, but also with your head, so that your mouth’s sweet tooth does not destroy you.”

251 In parting.- Not in how one soul draws near to another, but in how it distances itself from the other, do I recognize its relation to and affinity with the other.