Jenseits von Gut und Böse

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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Europäer der Zukunft
vorwegzunehmen: nur mit ihren Vordergründen, oder in schwächeren
Stunden, etwa im Alter, gehörten sie zu den "Vaterländern", - sie
ruhten sich nur von sich selber aus, wenn sie "Patrioten" wurden. Ich
denke an Menschen wie Napoleon, Goethe, Beethoven, Stendhal, Heinrich
Heine, Schopenhauer: man verarge mir es nicht, wenn ich auch Richard
Wagner zu ihnen rechne, über den man sich nicht durch seine eignen
Missverständnisse verführen lassen darf, - Genies seiner Art haben
selten das Recht, sich selbst zu verstehen. Noch weniger freilich
durch den ungesitteten Lärm, mit dem man sich jetzt in Frankreich
gegen Richard Wagner sperrt und wehrt: - die Thatsache bleibt
nichtsdestoweniger bestehen, dass die französische Spät-Romantik der
Vierziger Jahre und Richard Wagner auf das Engste und Innigste zu
einander, gehören. Sie sind sich in allen Höhen und Tiefen ihrer
Bedürfnisse verwandt, grundverwandt: Europa ist es, das Eine Europa,
dessen Seele sich durch ihre vielfältige und ungestüme Kunst hinaus,
hinauf drängt und sehnt - wohin? in ein neues Licht? nach einer neuen
Sonne? Aber wer möchte genau aussprechen, was alle diese Meister neuer
Sprachmittel nicht deutlich auszusprechen wussten? Gewiss ist, dass
der gleiche Sturm und Drang sie quälte, dass sie auf gleiche Weise
suchten, diese letzten grossen Suchenden! Allesammt beherrscht von
der Litteratur bis in ihre Augen und Ohren - die ersten Künstler
von weltlitterarischer Bildung - meistens sogar selber Schreibende,
Dichtende, Vermittler und Vermischer der Künste und der Sinne (Wagner
gehört als Musiker unter die Maler, als Dichter unter die Musiker,
als Künstler überhaupt unter die Schauspieler); allesammt Fanatiker
des Ausdrucks "um jeden Preis" - ich hebe Delacroix hervor, den
Nächstverwandten Wagner's -, allesammt grosse Entdecker im Reiche
des Erhabenen, auch des Hässlichen und Grässlichen, noch grössere
Entdecker im Effekte, in der Schaustellung, in der Kunst der
Schauläden, allesammt Talente weit über ihr Genie hinaus -, Virtuosen
durch und durch, mit unheimlichen Zugängen zu Allem, was verführt,
lockt, zwingt, umwirft, geborene Feinde der Logik und der geraden
Linien, begehrlich nach dem Fremden, dem Exotischen, dem Ungeheuren,
dem Krummen, dem Sich-Widersprechenden; als Menschen Tantalusse des
Willens, heraufgekommene Plebejer, welche sich im Leben und Schaffen
eines vornehmen tempo, eines lento unfähig wussten, - man denke zum
Beispiel an Balzac - zügellose Arbeiter, beinahe Selbst-Zerstörer
durch Arbeit; Antinomisten und Aufrührer in den Sitten, Ehrgeizige und
Unersättliche ohne Gleichgewicht und Genuss; allesammt zuletzt an dem
christlichen Kreuze zerbrechend und niedersinkend (und das mit Fug
und Recht: denn wer von ihnen wäre tief und ursprünglich genug
zu einer Philosophie des Antichrist gewesen? -) im Ganzen eine
verwegen-wagende, prachtvoll-gewaltsame, hochfliegende und hoch
emporreissende Art höherer Menschen, welche ihrem Jahrhundert - und es
ist das Jahrhundert der Menge! - den Begriff "höherer Mensch" erst zu
lehren hatte

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When, trained in this Christian school of scepticism, we now read the moral books of the ancients, for example those of Seneca and Epictetus, we feel a pleasurable superiority, and are full of secret insight and penetration,—it seems to us as if a child talked before an old man, or a pretty, gushing girl before La Rochefoucauld:—we know better what virtue is! After all, however, we have applied the same scepticism to all _religious_ states and processes, such as sin, repentance, grace, sanctification, &c.
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_Morality dresses up the European_—let us acknowledge it!—in more distinguished, more important, more conspicuous guise—in "divine" guise— 353.
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What doth me to these woods entice? The chance to give some thief a trouncing? A saw, an image? Ha, in a trice My rhyme is on it, swiftly pouncing! All things that creep or crawl the poet Weaves in his word-loom cunningly.