Prologue: Nietzsche's 'Joyless Wisdom'
Prologue - Joyless Wisdom
"God is dead."
"God..is dead."The professor repeated. "Can anyone tell me the name of the person who famously wrote that?"
A hand rose amongst the students in the lecture theater. A female student smiling brightly in her seat.
"Friedrich Nietzsche." She said, her near perfect pronounciation reflecting the many hours of practice she put into getting it just right.
I could feel my eyes roll on reflex. The know-it-all student, what a kiss ass.
"Yes. The german philosopher," The professor gave a slight smile, "A well known line found within his book The Gay Science."
A few students in the crowd gave a slight chuckle at the word 'Gay'. How immature. I was amongst those students. And yes, I am a philosophy major. …show more content…
Who the hell is gonna employ this loser? And no I am not passionate about this study. God knows I only picked this to skim through my college life. I still remember my dad's face when he heard the major i picked. Philosophy. "Future is dead" Is what his face said.
"Or also known as the Joyful Wisdom," The professor mentioned, "a very personal work of his that we shall be analyzing today."
Oh god...another 'amazing' work to study. No disrespect though. I only chose this major due to the absense of math and any science-y shit. Who knew I had to write essays upon essays upon essays.
From the corner of my eye I saw miss know-it-all scribbling down what the prof was saying.
"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?"
I droned out the rest of his talk. If there was a major in not giving a shit, hell I would ace that class. I felt my eyelids getting heavier. Damn this is a new record even for
"God is dead."
"God..is dead."The professor repeated. "Can anyone tell me the name of the person who famously wrote that?"
A hand rose amongst the students in the lecture theater. A female student smiling brightly in her seat.
"Friedrich Nietzsche." She said, her near perfect pronounciation reflecting the many hours of practice she put into getting it just right.
I could feel my eyes roll on reflex. The know-it-all student, what a kiss ass.
"Yes. The german philosopher," The professor gave a slight smile, "A well known line found within his book The Gay Science."
A few students in the crowd gave a slight chuckle at the word 'Gay'. How immature. I was amongst those students. And yes, I am a philosophy major. …show more content…
Who the hell is gonna employ this loser? And no I am not passionate about this study. God knows I only picked this to skim through my college life. I still remember my dad's face when he heard the major i picked. Philosophy. "Future is dead" Is what his face said.
"Or also known as the Joyful Wisdom," The professor mentioned, "a very personal work of his that we shall be analyzing today."
Oh god...another 'amazing' work to study. No disrespect though. I only chose this major due to the absense of math and any science-y shit. Who knew I had to write essays upon essays upon essays.
From the corner of my eye I saw miss know-it-all scribbling down what the prof was saying.
"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?"
I droned out the rest of his talk. If there was a major in not giving a shit, hell I would ace that class. I felt my eyelids getting heavier. Damn this is a new record even for