Chapter 32 the greediness of the greedy

When the moon rises, it appears so heavy and full on the horizon that Nietzsche predicted that he would probably give birth to a sun. In fact, it is deceiving by its paunchy appearance, yes, there is nothing manly about this timid night-crawler, and he sneaks across the roof with malicious intentions. It is very greedy and jealous, he is greedy for the joy of the earth and all lovers. Nietzsche said: "I hate him very much. He is like a tomcat on the roof! I hate those things that sneak around half-open windows." "Though he silently walked across the carpet of stars with great reverence—I hated that way of walking that crept and made no sound."

Any decent human being makes a noise when he walks, but cats scurry about silently.look!The moon sneaked up like a cat. To you sensitive hypocrites, "pure seekers" Nietzsche named them greedy! Greedy ones, you too love the earth and all that is in it, yet your love is malicious and somewhat ashamed—you are like the moon. Your spirit believes in man's words and despises everything on the earth, but your internal organs remain the same-and they are the strongest part of your body! Now your spirit is ashamed and unwilling to be driven by the guts, so it escapes its shame by byways and byways.

"That would be my noblest thing!"—thus say your liars to themselves—"like a dog with its tongue out, gazing disinterestedly at life—in gazing itself There is happiness. At this moment, the mind is completely cut off, without any selfish greed and possession—the whole body is like a dead wood and ashes, and only a pair of bright eyes like the moon are left!" "I think the loveliest thing is to love the earth like the moon, and to feel its beauty only with the eyes. To have no illusions about things, but to be in front of them, as in front of a multi-faceted mirror Ordinary.” The deceived person tempted himself in this way again.

what!You fake hypocrites, you greedy people!In your wishes you lack innocence; therefore, slander lust! Truly, you do not love the earth so much as the creators, producers and joyful ones! Love and death go hand in hand forever.The will to love is also the will to die. And yet you still hypocritically call your godless gaze "contemplation"!And look at everything with cowardly eyes as "beauty"!Ah, you blasphemers of noble names! You spotless ones and pure seekers; curses shall be upon you forever barren, though you lie heavy and potbellied on the horizon! Really, you liars, do you try to trick us with your noble words into believing that your hearts are surging?

You "pure ones" hang a mask of God before yourselves, and your desires and lies have already crawled into that mask. You "meditators" are deceitful!Even I was once moved by your sacred appearance, I never thought that what was stuffed inside this appearance was desire and lies! The day comes to you and me too - and so ends the romance of the moon! Look, the moon turns pale with panic before dawn!Isn't that just like the greedy being challenged by the unselfish?They panic, because they understand that their carefully disguised, vain love is about to be smashed to pieces in front of this selfless, pure and innocent love, and the final fate of the greedy is doomed to be nothing but bones.