Thoughts Out of Season, Part II

By Friedrich Nietzsche

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of gold and others of pewter.

How does the philosopher of our time regard culture? Quite
differently, I assure you, from the professors who are so content
with their new state. He seems to see the symptoms of an absolute
uprooting of culture in the increasing rush and hurry of life, and
the decay of all reflection and simplicity. The waters of religion
are ebbing, and leaving swamps or stagnant pools: the nations are
drawing away in enmity again, and long to tear each other in pieces.
The sciences, blindly driving along, on a _laisser faire_ system,
without a common standard, are splitting up, and losing hold of every
firm principle. The educated classes are being swept along in the
contemptible struggle for wealth. Never was the world more worldly,
never poorer in goodness and love. Men of learning are no longer
beacons or sanctuaries in the midst of this turmoil of worldliness;
they themselves are daily becoming more restless, thoughtless,
loveless. Everything bows before the coming barbarism, art and
science included. The educated men have degenerated into the greatest
foes of education, for they will deny the universal sickness and
hinder the physician. They become peevish, these poor nerveless
creatures, if one speak of their weakness and combat the shameful
spirit of lies in them. They would gladly make one believe that they
have outstripped all the centuries, and they walk with a pretence of
happiness which has something pathetic about it, because their
happiness is so inconceivable. One would not even ask them, as
Tannhäuser did Biterolf, "What hast thou, poor wretch, enjoyed!" For,
alas! we know far better ourselves, in another way. There is a wintry
sky over us, and we dwell on a high mountain, in danger and in need.
Short-lived is all our joy, and the sun's rays strike palely on our
white mountains. Music is heard; an old man grinds an organ, and the
dancers whirl round, and the heart of the wanderer is shaken within
him to see it: everything is so disordered, so drab, so hopeless.
Even now there is a sound of joy, of clear thoughtless joy! but soon
the mist of evening closes round, the note dies away, and the
wanderer's footsteps are heard on the gravel; as far as his eye can
reach there is nothing but the grim and desolate face of nature.

It may be one-sided, to insist only on the blurred lines and the dull
colours in the picture of modern life: yet the other side is no more
encouraging, it is only more disturbing. There is certainly strength
there, enormous strength; but it

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