Of a Noose on which his Catastrophe may Hang. . .

I love him who chastens his god because he loves his god: for he must perish of the wrath of his god.

I love him whose soul is deep, even in being wounded, and who can perish of a small experience: thus he goes gladly over the bridge.

[Nietzsche’s Thus Spoke Zarathustra]

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