/lit/ - Literature

Yeah, actually.

Love, either for oneself or others. That's it.

If you do the math, you'll see that consciousness and unconsciousness are in a dyadic relationship, that is to say that where one is the other is by definition not and cannot be. Whatever the essence of consciousness is, that is precisely what's lacking in the subjective perception of unconsciousness from the frame of reference of consciousness. So, what is the ground of phenomenal being? Pain.

Pain is the firmament of being, the soul substance of sentience itself. Compared to unconsciousness, no matter how infinitesimal the perception of sensible subjective sensation actually is, it's infinitely more painful than non-consciousness. Death, therefore, is freedom from pain at the metaphysical level. You would only endure life after realizing this because you were narcissistic, loved to suffer, or loved someone else such that alleviating their suffering brought you joy. Thus we reveal the three existential modes of character of every man.

Not really. Jung is the only critic worth listening to, and no one reads him because to read Jung is expand consciousness.

People don't like doing that. Nietzsche's only fault was in failing to see that the Jews contained within themselves the germ seed of their own destruction, and thus so too does the superman. His only real failing is that he didn't marry.

I don't even know what the fuck these sorts of retards are going on about >>22777801

Nietzsche was a first rate philologist.