Jenseits von Gut und Böse

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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und Vertheidigen dessen, was missverstanden
und verleumdet wird, sei es Gott, sei es Teufel, die Lust und Übung
in der grossen Gerechtigkeit, die Kunst des Befehlens, die Weite des
Willens, das langsame Auge, welches selten bewundert, selten hinauf
blickt, selten liebt....

Siebentes Hauptstück:

Unsere Tugenden.


Unsere Tugenden? - Es ist wahrscheinlich, dass auch wir noch unsere
Tugenden haben, ob es schon billigerweise nicht jene treuherzigen
und vierschrötigen Tugenden sein werden, um derentwillen wir unsere
Grossväter in Ehren, aber auch ein wenig uns vom Leibe halten. Wir
Europäer von übermorgen, wir Erstlinge des zwanzigsten Jahrhunderts,
- mit aller unsrer gefährlichen Neugierde, unsrer Vielfältigkeit
und Kunst der Verkleidung, unsrer mürben und gleichsam versüssten
Grausamkeit in Geist und Sinnen, - wir werden vermuthlich, wenn
wir Tugenden haben sollten, nur solche haben, die sich mit unsren
heimlichsten und herzlichsten Hängen, mit unsern heissesten
Bedürfnissen am besten vertragen lernten: wohlan, suchen wir einmal
nach ihnen in unsren Labyrinthen! - woselbst sich, wie man weiss, so
mancherlei verliert, so mancherlei ganz verloren geht. Und giebt es
etwas Schöneres, als nach seinen eigenen Tugenden suchen? Heisst dies
nicht beinahe schon: an seine eigne Tugend glauben? Dies aber "an
seine Tugend glauben" - ist dies nicht im Grunde dasselbe, was man
ehedem sein "gutes Gewissen" nannte, jener ehrwürdige langschwänzige
Begriffs-Zopf, den sich unsre Grossväter hinter ihren Kopf, oft genug
auch hinter ihren Verstand hängten? Es scheint demnach, wie wenig wir
uns auch sonst altmodisch und grossväterhaft-ehrbar dünken mögen,
in Einem sind wir dennoch die würdigen Enkel dieser Grossväter, wir
letzten Europäer mit gutem Gewissen: auch wir noch tragen ihren
Zopf. - Ach! Wenn ihr wüsstet, wie es bald, so bald schon - anders


Wie es im Reich der Sterne mitunter zwei Sonnen sind, welche die Bahn
Eines Planeten bestimmen, wie in gewissen Fällen Sonnen verschiedener
Farbe um einen einzigen Planeten leuchten, bald mit rothem Lichte,
bald mit grünen Lichte, und dann wieder gleichzeitig ihn treffend
und bunt überfluthend: so sind wir modernen Menschen, Dank der
complicirten Mechanik unsres "Sternenhimmels" - durch verschiedene
Moralen bestimmt; unsre Handlungen leuchten abwechselnd in
verschiedenen Farben, sie sind selten eindeutig, - und es giebt genug
Fälle, wo wir bunte Handlungen thun.


Seine Feinde lieben? Ich glaube, das ist gut gelernt worden: es
geschieht heute tausendfältig, im Kleinen und im Grossen; ja es
geschieht bisweilen schon das Höhere und Sublimere - wir lernen
verachten, wenn wir lieben, und gerade wenn wir am besten lieben: -
aber alles dies unbewusst, ohne Lärm, ohne Prunk, mit jener Scham und
Verborgenheit der Güte, welche dem Munde das feierliche, Wort und die
Tugend-Formel verbietet. Moral als Attitüde - geht uns heute wider
den Geschmack. Dies ist auch ein Fortschritt: wie es der Fortschritt
unsrer Väter

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