artisticsolution wrote:Hi Arising,
I have to forewarn you that I am not fully sure of my comprehension thus far. You see, I usually read a book first for entertainment...meaning I read it quickly. Then if I like it I go back and devour it word by word so I can really go deeper into the meaning of the author. So my thoughts now are based on a superficial understanding...I hope that makes sense. I am just not capable of reading any other way. That being said, alot of what he is saying is Kierkegaard on steroids...at least to me. While K sugarcoated things in a more aesthetically pleasing way (at least for me...in it's imagery) Nietzsche says in a more strawdoggie type of way. It makes my mind hear a young man's shallow negative angst. Shallow in the sense he only sticks to one side of the equation (the negative cool guy side) and has not considered the other side of the equation (the positive grandpa side ...remember when you called grandfathers sentimental sops....or something like that...lol...I can't remember the term you used..only the sentiment).
".... I began to look more closely and to realize how deep her illness went....when she started to see "evil" in who ever was on her shit list...and there was always some drama that eventually...everyone was on her shit list...she made up elaborate "lies" (as Nietzsche would call them) I call them exaggerations....due to her disease. Anyway...they weren't just gossipy things...they were downright insane..."
Nietzsche reminds me of my mom. And I question the ability for some to even be able to see all aspects of life...as it appears to me most come from a negative viewpoint...and that's fine...it sells...there is a sense of coolness that is hip in wallowing in the negative. But I just feel in order to test your conclusions...you must scrutinize them under other avenues...like positiveness, lest you close your mind to all options. I think that is why I liked K...he went deeper than just the superficial popularity of despair.
Late to work...will add or edit later.
ArtSolution: I appreciate your honesty. and seemingly earnest intent on this forum. Here is my preliminary take:
I like how you relate Kierkegaard and Nietche; I think the N on steroids is a good impression, but such a description I think, misses something.
The problem I feel that occurs with most readers of K and N is that the reader always tends to want to distance himself from the author. It is a natural thing to do. It is how we are taught to engage with writing.
But, I submit that this is not what K and N are doing nor are after.
If we can associate K and N, then I will take a more K move: the absurd. For the distanced reader, the absurd is insanity, and the the reader attempts to incorporate his understanding of what insanity may be, since the reader usually understands himself as sane -- an understanding which is informed by a type of attachment to others. The insanity (like your mom) you have related to your understanding of N (and K?) is a category that you come by through your natural intent to be included with others (sane), but thus allows you detachment from the author. Which is the point N is addressing in the preface.
So i ask of the beginning of Antichrist: what is he saying? Not what could he mean; what is he saying? He is saying that his writings are not for most people; in fact, he says that most people will not understand what he is saying.
Right here I am presented with an absurd notion; how can it be that N was not writing for most people and yet he is a well known author/philosopher (which implies that Most/many people have read and still read him and many if not most feel they understand him -- especially the people who he decries: the philosophers)?
Immediately I am left out of his writing; an odd sort of situation since already coming into his writing I am situated at a distance. But somehow he has drawn me in: Now I am offended at his exclusion of me.
So what happens in his simple initial (which is really the end, the last statement he made) statement? The philosophers will not allow their exclusion from his thoughts. So they (we) automatically figure that N could not be meaning what is saying, that he must be meaning something more.
Here is where the problem arises: what we make of meaning is our own meaning. And in or because of this, Nietche is situating himself
against this typical element of ourselves that wants to distance meaning unto another. He is involved in a polemic, but the polemic he
creates is
not made by him, but is made by those who are 'sleeping': us: the sick brute man.
So how do you react to this? By rationalizing away the insult, and minimalizing the harm by placing him is a category that allows you not to be insulted, that allows you to be
equal to him in the manner by which everyone is considered in a potential for equality, a potential that he is relating to the Christian quality of pity. But in so doing this you are being that polemic he describes in section 3 and 4 (to begin).
Does this make sense?