Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997)

Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997) Friedrich_Nietzsche - Untimely_Meditations_(Cambridge_Texts_in_the_History_of_Philosophy__1997)

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On the uses and disadvantages of history for lifeagainst a past of this sort! Impossible to go against the work of thegods! It was to count as an inviolable law of nature: he who is born aphilosopher has gold in his body, he who is born a soldier has onlysilver, he who is born a worker has iron and bronze. As it is impossibleto blend these metals together, Plato explained; so it shouldbe impossible ever to mingle or confound the order of castes; beliefin theaeterna veritas of this order is the foundation of the new educationand therewith of the new state. - Now, this is how the modern Germanbelieves in theaeterna veritas of his system of education, of his kind ofculture: and yet this belief would crumble away, as the Platonic statewould have crumbled away, if the necessary lie were for once counteredwith a necessary troth: the truth that the German possesses noculture because his education provides no basis for one. He wantsthe flower without the root and the stem: consequently he wants it invain. That is the simple truth, a coarse and unpleasant truth, truly anecessary truth.It is in this necessary truth, however, that our first generation must beeducated; they will certainly suffer the most from it, for through itthey will have to educate themselves, and in opposition to themselvesmoreover, to a new custom and nature and out of an old andfirst nature and custom: so that they could say to themselves in oldSpanish: Defienda me Dios de my, God guard me from myself, that is tosay from the nature already educated into me. It must taste this truthdrop by drop, like a fierce and bitter medicine, and each one of thisgeneration must overcome himself to the extent of being able to sayof himself what he would find it easier to endure if it were said of anentire age: we are without culture, more, we are ruined for living, fo rright and simple seeing and hearing, for happily seizing what isnearest and most natural to us, and do not yet possess even the basisof a culture, because we are not even convinced we have genuine lifein us. Fragmented ' and in pieces, dissociated almost mechanicallyinto an inner and an outer, sown with concepts as with dragon'steeth, bringing fo rth conceptual dragons, suffering from the maladyof words and mistrusting any feeling of our own which has not yetbeen stamped with words: being such an unliving and yet uncannilyactive concept- and word-factory, perhaps I still have the right to sayof myself cogUoJ ergo sum, but not vivo, ergo cogito. Empty 'being' is grantedme, but not full and green 'life' ; the feeling that tells me I existwarrants to me only that I am a thinking creature, not that I am a livingone, not that I am an animal but at most a cogital. Only give me life,119

Untimely Meditations;: :IIII,then I will create a culture fo r you out of it! - Thus cries eachindividual of this generation and all those individuals will recognizeone another from this cry. Who is to give them this life?No god and no man: only their own youth: unchain this and youwill therewith have liberated life. For life was only lying hidden, inprison, it has not yet withered away and died ask yourselves ifit has!But it is sick, this unchained life, and needs to be cured. It is sickwith many illnesses and not only with the memory of its chains -what chiefly concerns us here is that it is suffering from the malady ofhistory. Excess of history has attacked life's plastic powers, it no longerknows how to employ the past as a nourishing food. The evil isdreadful, and yet! if youth did not possess nature's clairvoyant gift noone would know it is an evil or that a paradise of health has been lost.This same youth, however, also divines with the curative instinct ofthis same nature how this paradise is to be regained; it knows themedicine and balsam against the malady of history, against excess ofhistory: but what is this medicine called?Now, one must not be surprised to find that it is called by thenames of poisons: the antidote to the historical is called -the unhistoricaland the suprahistorical. And with these names we return to the beginningof our reflections and to its meditative calm.With the word 'the unhistorical' I designate the art and power offorgetting and of enclosing oneself within a bounded horizon; I call'suprahistorical' the powers which lead the eye away from becomingtowards that which bestows upon existence the character of the eternaland stable, towards art and religion. Science - for it is science whichwould here speak of poisons - sees in these two fo rces hostile forces:for science considers the only right and true way of regarding things,that is to say the only scientific way, as being that which seeseverywhere things that have been, things historical, and nowherethings that are, things eternal; it likewise lives in a profoundantagonism towards the eternalizing powers of art and religion, for ithates forgetting, which is the death of knowledge, and seeks toabolish all limitations of horizon and launch mankind upon aninfinite and unbounded sea of light whose light is knowledge ofall becoming.If only man could live in it! As cities collapse and grow desolatewhen there is an earthquake and man erects his house on volcanicland only in fear and trembling and only briefly, so life itself caves inand grows weak and fearful when the concept-quake caused by science120

<strong>Untimely</strong> <strong>Meditations</strong>;: :IIII,<strong>the</strong>n I will create a culture fo r you out <strong>of</strong> it! - Thus cries each<strong>in</strong>dividual <strong>of</strong> this generation and all those <strong>in</strong>dividuals will recognizeone ano<strong>the</strong>r from this cry. Who is to give <strong>the</strong>m this life?No god and no man: only <strong>the</strong>ir own youth: uncha<strong>in</strong> this and youwill <strong>the</strong>rewith have liberated life. For life was only ly<strong>in</strong>g hidden, <strong>in</strong>prison, it has not yet wi<strong>the</strong>red away and died ask yourselves ifit has!But it is sick, this uncha<strong>in</strong>ed life, and needs to be cured. It is sickwith many illnesses and not only with <strong>the</strong> memory <strong>of</strong> its cha<strong>in</strong>s -what chiefly concerns us here is that it is suffer<strong>in</strong>g from <strong>the</strong> malady <strong>of</strong>history. Excess <strong>of</strong> history has attacked life's plastic powers, it no longerknows how to employ <strong>the</strong> past as a nourish<strong>in</strong>g food. The evil isdreadful, and yet! if youth did not possess nature's clairvoyant gift noone would know it is an evil or that a paradise <strong>of</strong> health has been lost.This same youth, however, also div<strong>in</strong>es with <strong>the</strong> curative <strong>in</strong>st<strong>in</strong>ct <strong>of</strong>this same nature how this paradise is to be rega<strong>in</strong>ed; it knows <strong>the</strong>medic<strong>in</strong>e and balsam aga<strong>in</strong>st <strong>the</strong> malady <strong>of</strong> history, aga<strong>in</strong>st excess <strong>of</strong>history: but what is this medic<strong>in</strong>e called?Now, one must not be surprised to f<strong>in</strong>d that it is called by <strong>the</strong>names <strong>of</strong> poisons: <strong>the</strong> antidote to <strong>the</strong> historical is called -<strong>the</strong> unhistoricaland <strong>the</strong> suprahistorical. And with <strong>the</strong>se names we return to <strong>the</strong> beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g<strong>of</strong> our reflections and to its meditative calm.With <strong>the</strong> word '<strong>the</strong> unhistorical' I designate <strong>the</strong> art and power <strong>of</strong>forgett<strong>in</strong>g and <strong>of</strong> enclos<strong>in</strong>g oneself with<strong>in</strong> a bounded horizon; I call'suprahistorical' <strong>the</strong> powers which lead <strong>the</strong> eye away from becom<strong>in</strong>gtowards that which bestows upon existence <strong>the</strong> character <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> eternaland stable, towards art and religion. Science - for it is science whichwould here speak <strong>of</strong> poisons - sees <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong>se two fo rces hostile forces:for science considers <strong>the</strong> only right and true way <strong>of</strong> regard<strong>in</strong>g th<strong>in</strong>gs,that is to say <strong>the</strong> only scientific way, as be<strong>in</strong>g that which seeseverywhere th<strong>in</strong>gs that have been, th<strong>in</strong>gs historical, and nowhereth<strong>in</strong>gs that are, th<strong>in</strong>gs eternal; it likewise lives <strong>in</strong> a pr<strong>of</strong>oundantagonism towards <strong>the</strong> eternaliz<strong>in</strong>g powers <strong>of</strong> art and religion, for ithates forgett<strong>in</strong>g, which is <strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> knowledge, and seeks toabolish all limitations <strong>of</strong> horizon and launch mank<strong>in</strong>d upon an<strong>in</strong>f<strong>in</strong>ite and unbounded sea <strong>of</strong> light whose light is knowledge <strong>of</strong>all becom<strong>in</strong>g.If only man could live <strong>in</strong> it! As cities collapse and grow desolatewhen <strong>the</strong>re is an earthquake and man erects his house on volcanicland only <strong>in</strong> fear and trembl<strong>in</strong>g and only briefly, so life itself caves <strong>in</strong>and grows weak and fearful when <strong>the</strong> concept-quake caused by science120

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