Entirety Exists Within Me As Exuberance In

An Intention That Rejects What Has No Meaning In Fact Is A Rejection Of The Entirety Of Being.

The Truth Is Paradoxical To The Extent Of Being Exactly Contrary To The Usual Perception.

What Causes [fragmentation] If Not A Need To Act That Specializes Us And Limits Us To The Horizon Of A Particular Activity? Even If It Turns Out To Be For The General Interest (which Generally Isn't True), The Activity That Subordinates Each Of Our Aspects To A Specific Result Suppresses Our Being As An Entirety. Whoever Acts Substitutes A Particular End For What He Or She Is, As A Total Being.

It Seems Impossible, In Fact, To Judge The Eye Using Any Word Other Than Seductive, Since Nothing Is More Attractive In The Bodies Of Animals And Men. But Extreme Seductiveness Is Probably At The Boundary Of Horror.

[zarathustra] Never Abandoned The Watchword Of Not Having Any End, Not Serving A Cause, Because, As He Knew, Causes Pluck Off The Wings We Fly With.