/lit/ - Literature

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>If resentment allows a downtrodden and subjugated class of slaves to defeat their masters and take their rightful place then wouldn't this imply that resentment is simply an expression of the will to power?
What the fuck are you even talking about? Ressentment is violence turned inwards. How could it possibly usurp the master-slave dynamic? The DEFINITION and the ESSENCE of the Master is precisely that they are not convinced or compelled by the ressentment philosophy the slave subsists on, it is impossible to "shame" them into abdicating their power as an axiom, for in the case of Christian or Communism if someone of means begins preaching equality or ressentment they are a slave, not a Master, and conversely if someone preaches equality or ressentment to amass power and means by manipulating the herd, they are a Mater (eg Stalin.

Wealth != power.

I suggest you re-read the Trannypedia article you got your tldr understanding of Nietzsche, because you're using the basic terms wrong.

>200 years later
>Nietzsche still the most famous philosopher to ever live
>still lives rent free even in the minds of the proto-last-men who by axiomatic definition cannot understand but must hate him
He's smiling up at us for sure.

>pretentious
Whenever I hear that word, I know it has to be good shit--to make a normalfag pull out that word. It's like winning the lottery. It's better than an ordinary (You). Whenever I see someone on /lit/ or /a/ call something pretentious, it goes on my to-read/watch list. You are a normalfaggot. You are poor and disgusting. You can't even comprehend my command on the english language so you call it pretentious. I explain my argument explicitly and in plain english, and you call it pretentious. I am the ubermensch. I am the white man posting cursive hieroglyphs that third worlders can't read. I am jack's massive thobbing cock. I am the Egyptian slave driving causing jews to create new holy books. I have ascended beyond seethe and cope. I am the aristocrat of the soul, I no longer ride the tiger, and am the tiger owner. I am a real human bean. Your shitpost acknowledges my 145 IQ and the fruits of my mere hobby to make all knowledge accessible to peons, and all BIG DICK ENERGY available to pacifists and vegans. I have privatized swag, and democratized swauve. I have officially brought sexy back. I have articulated my conscious in such a way that peons stagger at it's blatant disregard for deference, diplomatic tact, and dusty slang. It is such a compliment to be called pretentious. What a high honor, to be told that, not only can my post be considered clear and well-stated, but also offensive to peasant eyes. The ability to do that! The will to do that! Like a diamond right between the eyes of degeneracy and laziness. To be told, "you are a superior human bean," off of a mere shitpost. A throw away thought, an andante aircraft of brain activity. Imagine being told that your own offhand murmurs while cloud gazing are so lilted that they sound stilted in the rickety ears of the riff raff. To be told that your mastered song productions remind 5 dollar earbud users of their own poverty. What an absolute gift. What a love letter.
Anon... Thank you.