This guy was all talk. He extensively wrote about UBERMENSCH and WILL TO POWER, yet he didn't even had the guts, oh pardon me... he couldn't even conceive the will to cold approach Lou Andreas-Salomé, his oneitis, and instead persuaded his buddy Paul Rée, who got friendzoned by her before, to do the bidding for him. Paul asked Salomé if she fancied Nietzsche, to which she responded with a negative. After that Nietzsche started losing his marbles and insisted on orbiting her by following her around to Switzerland and Italy where he proposed to her for a second time only to be rejected again.
Nietzsche was pretty much a simp till the early 1880s, he developed a 'sharp tongue' for women only after he got rejected by Salomé, which was in 1882. In Human, All Too Human (published in 1878) he still held women in high regard when he wrote that "the perfect woman is a higher type of human than the perfect man" --
-- Contrast this with what he says in The Will to Power (written in 1887): "Woman! One-half of mankind is weak, typically sick, changeable, inconstant... she needs a religion of weakness that glorifies being weak"
In the end he was coping by fucking diseased whores because he couldn't get the woman he wanted. He had to be forcibly institutionalized after wandering the streets of Turin in Italy for babbling nonsense and harassing people on the streets. It turned out he caught syphilis from fucking all the prostitutes in the hopes of getting over his rejection, but even escortceling didn't diminish his yearning for the ineffable thing called "LOVE" which his oneitis would never reciprocate.
Nietzsche was pretty much a simp till the early 1880s, he developed a 'sharp tongue' for women only after he got rejected by Salomé, which was in 1882. In Human, All Too Human (published in 1878) he still held women in high regard when he wrote that "the perfect woman is a higher type of human than the perfect man" --
-- Contrast this with what he says in The Will to Power (written in 1887): "Woman! One-half of mankind is weak, typically sick, changeable, inconstant... she needs a religion of weakness that glorifies being weak"
In the end he was coping by fucking diseased whores because he couldn't get the woman he wanted. He had to be forcibly institutionalized after wandering the streets of Turin in Italy for babbling nonsense and harassing people on the streets. It turned out he caught syphilis from fucking all the prostitutes in the hopes of getting over his rejection, but even escortceling didn't diminish his yearning for the ineffable thing called "LOVE" which his oneitis would never reciprocate.
