/lit/ - Literature

I've wasted my life. I am completely alienated. There is nothing and no-one that I care about or like. I'm just a middle aged bag of sad chemicals.
I can't even imagine a "should". I think if I magically had billions of dollars and physical beauty and wasn't a loser at the absolute bottom of society nothing in this hypothetical would change. There'd remain nothing in the world for me. I sincerely detest people and myself. Life is so repulsive, to refuse to take it seriously is the closest thing to moral behavior dumb animals like myself can accomplish.

I wish I wasn't alone. But that would be a different configuration of chemicals in my bag, as well as a difference outside of it. One might as well wish for suicide, in essence my hope is not to be me, vague and worthless and stillborn as it is.

What was Nietzche's stance on animism or other "religious" beliefs that worships the physical realm?
For example, how would he feel about Astrology?