why do i keep getting that ridiculous notificaton? dont put anything intollerant about islam? hmmmmmm what is Islam again.......oh right.... its a monothiestic religion, of the judeo christian tradition no less. and whats this garbage about Nietzsche being a postmodernist? do you even read his work?.

Some people undermine an act of intellectual ascension or enlightenment through degrading the topic to mere tomfoolery.

I was unaware this was facebook.. Perhaps you can share to me how any form of intelligence can be derived when your only purpose of accessing a quantum information system is simply to abide by your life as it is rather then strive for something better. Dream.

I won't get involved in this conversation. Just to answer to Ben, even if I am not Nietzsche for real (No Kiddin...), I am pretty sure the quality of his judgement cannot be compared to stupid and xenophobic jokes dealing with Islam; Pictures making fun of Christianism weren't as violent as those against Islam. I'm just reporting facts...

I did not take a shot at your intellect. I took a shot at your comment regarding "some people take this stuff to seriously" judging by the syntax used I assumed that you had a more harsh intent.

I would hope that my post was also not understood as a shot at your hubris had yours been inflated is a mystery. You do not need to apologize for anything; you made no error worth an apology.

As for knocking others down for their viewpoints, I should argue that your prior position was hardly an established perspective aimed for progression had it been another I would not have degraded it rather challenged it.

usually that's what occurs in public forums, although it's quite easy to sort those who seek to destroy conversation from those who seek to progress it. So patience would suffice in that regard. It is good that you seek to be enlightened although you did not specify it you described it. The best judgment of character can come from a discussion with someone whose talents are in a field of absurdity such as profanity.

I would recommend that you begin preparing for mental terrorism as your foes will be consumed with hubris and arrogance, invaders are not in few. Profanity and slander become medians, this is a simple warning as it should only be taken as that.

..nous avons décidé pour les Fils d’Isrâ’îl,
dans l’Écrit:
« Vous serez détruits deux fois sur terre,
puis vous vous élèverez en grande élévation. »..

This sounds like nothing more than a pissing contest!

Quand la pluie cogne à ma fenêtre, elle veut peut-être me parler. Je n'ai pour lui répondre que mes pauvres mots d'homme qui ne viennent pas du ciel. Je sais bien qu'un jour je m'en irai bien plus loin que la mort. Est-ce cela que disent les étoiles à briller si longtemps ? J'ai appris à parler en crachant du silence. Je suis un bègue qui a mangé ses mots. Je n'ai jamais compris ce besoin d'acheter, de vendre, d'acquérir, d'épater la galerie, de faire de l'esbroufe. Toujours plus gros, plus rutilant, plus cher. Les plus belles choses sont gratuites. Beaucoup d'entre elles nous attendent si nous savons les voir. La lumière d'une épine est plus prégnante que l'éclat de la rose. Nous sommes des icebergs pour les yeux de chacun. La plus grande part de nous habite l'invisible. Je ne suis plus d'ici. L'hiver, il ne me sert à rien de compter les brins d'herbe ni même les flocons. Quand on ouvre certains livres, on sent d'abord un souffle. Ce sont les phrases qui respirent. Je voudrais qu'on m'enterre avec elles. Leur voile de lumière me garderait au chaud.

Je suis né dans un ventre. J'ai marché sur la terre. J'ai habité un arbre très longtemps et les échelles de lierre accrochées aux maisons. J'ai eu chaud dans un loup. J'ai eu froid dans un mort. J'ai vécu mille ans dans une seule seconde. J'essaie maintenant de pénétrer la pierre. Pas plus gros qu'une larme, j'y ferai mon chemin. J'ai quitté les vignettes pour entrer dans l'image. Je veux répondre au vent quand il demande à l'homme un peu plus de respect, reprendre l'espérance où nous l'avons laissée. Au milieu de l'orage, je ne sais plus qui croire lorsque l'éclair gronde et le tonnerre se tait. Quand j'ai croisé le givre, je suis resté bouche bée. Tant de beauté venue du froid, une dentelle si fine tricotée par un rustre. La neige est un habit de géant. Je tiens tout entier dans sa poche avec une allumette en guise de soleil. Parfois le bonheur passe et nous touche du doigt. Trop occupés au langage des choses, nous refusons d'y croire. Un peu de peau sur le poignet en garde souvenir.

Je voudrais une chorale dans ma cage thoracique mais je n'ai que des mots à peine varlopés. Trop de copeaux me font tousser. Je me referme comme une huître sans sécréter de perle. Fixant le même flocon, je me suis égaré en moi-même. Trop de lumière aveugle. Je ne vois plus la neige. Je n'entends plus les voix, les bruits de skidoos, le bourdonnement du poêle. Je cherche la lumière dans un vide si plein. J'oublie le nom des choses et le froid de la chambre. J'entends à peine mon cœur mais je reste vivant. Si on me réveillait, je tomberais de haut. J'accède à l'invisible par un seul flocon. Je bois dans le silence un long glaçon d'espoir. On appelle satori ce trou noir de l'âme.

Quand je parle aux vivants, ils détournent la tête. Je dois parler aux morts. Peut-être me lisent-ils par-dessus mon épaule. Un maigre courant d'air agite les rideaux. Je reconnais le parfum de celle que j'aimais. Elle est toujours vivante, peu importe le lieu, et je l'aime encore plus. Il y a du bruit dans l'autre pièce comme les pas d'une mère qui borde son enfant. Les fantôme de la nuit font un raffut d'enfer. Depuis le décès du voisin, ébéniste et sculpteur, j'entends cogner des clous. Des copeaux luisent au matin dans les minous de poussière attablés sous mon lit. J'écoute la pluie faire ses gammes et son doigté ressemble à celui d'un ami emporté par la peine. Qui habite ce vent qui fait sonner la cloche à la porte d'entrée ? Qui a vidé le verre sur la nappe du coeur et déplacé les chaises ? Qui verse le pollen dans l'entonnoir des fleurs ? J'habite seul ici. Je m'adresse aux fantômes quand j'entre dans un livre. J'avance dans les mots comme on ouvre des portes. Si je pleure à quinze heures, il se peut que je rie quelques secondes plus tard.

À la plupart des enterrements, le mort est plus vivant que ceux qui viennent le voir. Dans le livre des ans, on a corné des pages. Celle où je vis aujourd'hui se perd dans les autres. Ce que j'écris n'est plus qu'une page égarée. J'habiterai toujours l'extérieur d'une maison, ce que l'on voit de la fenêtre. Du village à chez moi, les arbres sont en pente. Il y a longtemps que j'ai laissé la ville. Les gens y vivent à l'intérieur comme des poissons d'aquarium. Je ne veux pas d'un rôle ni d'un rang à tenir. J'ai besoin d'air, de silence, d'espace. Étranger sur la terre, je voudrais qu'elle m'adopte comme elle fait ses bourgeons. Dans les petites mains jointes de l'écureuil, l'amande est un chapelet. J'imite sa prière, un brin d'herbe à la bouche.

nietzsche is beyond your mental faculties at the time

yes yes and yes

In Nietzsche i see a man without any reservations. While i agree descending into vulgarity is not what anyone wants, the Nietzsche page of facebook does not require this level of political correctness, especially as it was probably outside Nietzsche’s character. I did not think this would attract such a large and mixed response but clearly it has.

I was highlighting a general trend to be found in modern Nietzsche followers that seek to portray him as an immoral anarchist akin to some variety of vapid liberal angst teen subculture that is to say he would approve of nihilism and post modernism. As for Islam i am sure he would be concerned with what is now the world’s fastest growing religion and political force. With more people increasingly governed by this soul destroying dogma and the advent of sharia law in my own country, all action against this phenomenon should be allowed, after all i think we can all agree that Nietzsche was a little more than a secularist. While i have not actually seen the pictures in question censoring anything on here would be counter productive

If (paradoxically, I know) Nietzsche had to choose a religion, the brutal nature and rational approach of Islam, especially Sufism, would win him over in its entirety.

Ben, I think that if your movement has any hope, you will have to mobilise the Islamic force in this country. Your movement shares more in their world-view than in liberalism or socialism.

Actually Nietzsche even found time to write about islam (despite the apprant lack of islamic presence in 19th century gemany) though he probably approved of the lack of christian humanism in islam, thats as far as you can throw the stone, he regarded it the same as any other judeo christian faith. unless you want to employ an enemy of my enemy is my friend philosophy, you will find they have beaten us to it, have you not noticed the unholy alliance between the church of england and radical islam in britain. Both innevitably have lost any right to remain in this nation, i would only allow the most castrated and humiliated form of universal sufism. I think you highly overestimate my policies in relation to islam, I am not an internationalist/ thiest/ multiculturalist, in fact it beggs the question what do i have in common, other than a shared dislike for the decadence of the modern world, the answer to which does not rest in a reversion to pious medievilism, that is the worst thing that could happen.

well ben there is nothing strange about Nietzsche being a postmodernist because if you know anything about postmodernism you would know that postmodernism doubts the tradicional ideas just like nietzsche.

So if I knew anything about postmodernism I would know about Nietzsche? I take it English is not your first language? I would like you to support your statement with quotations. I would like to draw you to one example of many in Nietzsche’s writings where he describes the superman. In Beyond good and evil; 'What is noble' Nietzsche wrote
"The profound reverence for age and for ancestral tradition—all justice stands on this double reverence—the belief and the prejudice favouring forefathers and working against newcomers are typical in the morality of the powerful, and when, by contrast, the men of “modern ideas” believe almost instinctively in “progress” and the “future” and increasingly lack any respect for age, then in that attitude the ignoble origin of these “ideas” already reveals itself well enough"
While Nietzsche did want man to progress that progression must imply an upward move to greater heights. To put it simply Postmodernism is hostile to value, it is the notion of the free exchange and intrinsic worthlessness of values, so how can there be slave morality and master morality if both are seen to be equal ways of living ones life. I personally cannot think of any other force in the world which has been a greater promoter of slave morality than postmodern thought, it exceeds the work of the Christian church a thousand fold.

well its true english is not my first language.but nietzsche also wrote "im against positivism because they don't accept overnatyral things but they belive only facts. i would say facts aren't important, important is the interpretation".nietzsche althou it tried hard not to be a nihilist he was(he even acceptet to be althou he said against its will)and postmodernism it just doubts the old ideas and values but not to create new ones.they interpret the facts in difernt ways just to claim that megaideas are just an interpretation among an infinit numberof interpretations posible.but of cousre nietzsche is only one of the inspirationists of postmodernism and they use just some of nietzsche's ideas just the ones that fits with their own ideas.

This "exchange" has convinced me of what I've known for 35 years: I love Nietzsche and hate Nietzche lovers. Nietzsche himself knew all about self-loathing. How else could he have projected it with such zeal onto Jesus and Socrates?

"If (paradoxically, I know) Nietzsche had to choose a religion, the brutal nature and rational approach of Islam, especially Sufism, would win him over in its entirety."

Are you kidding me?

A) He was opposed to rationality as an end in-and-of itself- read BG&E, 1-2
B) Islam is just a nihilistic, ressentiment-laden religion, just like all others in the Judeo-christian tradition; they are the ones who inherited the revaluation of morality and they are the ones who ran with it...

Read Deleuze, young Padawan- he brings Nietzsche's project into completion.
Which leads me to...
C) The Will to Power is NOT physical- it is supposed to be an overflowing of the spirit, and to read him on the physicalist level is to basically give into a Hegelian notion of power; something that Nietzsche would NOT have been down with...

[quote]This "exchange" has convinced me of what I've known for 35 years: I love Nietzsche and hate Nietzche lovers. Nietzsche himself knew all about self-loathing. How else could he have projected it with such zeal onto Jesus and Socrates?[/quote]

I can see why you come to that conclusion: so many of Neitzsche's modern readers tend to defend their interpretations of his work with a zeal that's almost dogmatic. I, on the other hand, see his work as a mirror - to me the message of his work is that one must construct his own interpretation of reality and not be afraid to make mistakes in the process.

Give me an Idea and I'll give you a Nietzsche quote to support it.

Inteligencia Superior, El hombre en contrandose en su fase no animada en su circulo natural Nietzsche representa el futuro de la raza humana. Miembro de la pureza del dolor y del dogmanismo no religioso.

Nietzsche said that the best pupil was one that rejected his teacher. He did not set down a dogma, he threw up a number of quandries and challenged modernity to confront itself.

With regards to Islam, his analysis of Christianity would apply equally to the religion of Muhammad. Islam is, after all, an Arab interpretation of Judeo-Christian belief. But I don't think he was anti-Christian. It seems he thought that there was a time and place for Christianity, but that it had been unravelled by the very forces that it set in motion.