Hatred, On The Other Hand
Hatred,
on the other hand, places people on a par,
vis-a-vis; in hatred there is honor;
finally, in hatred there is fear,
…. a good and ample element of fear.
We fearless ones, however, we
more spiritual human beings of this age,
we know our own advantage well enough
to live without fear of this age
precisely because we are more spiritual.
We shall hardly be decapitated,
imprisoned, or exiled;
not even our books will be banned or burned.
The age loves the spirit;
it loves and needs us, even if
we should have to make clear to it
that we are virtuosos of contempt;
that every association with human beings
makes us shudder slightly;
that for all our mildness, patience, geniality, and politeness,
we cannot persuade our nose
to give up its prejudice
against the proximity of a human being;
that we love nature the less humanly it behaves,
and art
when it is the artist’s escape from man,
or the artist’s mockery of man,
or the artist’s mockery
of himself.
–excerpt The Gay Science, Book 5, Section 379 by Friedrich Nietzsche
I should say nothing, make no comment upon the passage quoted. There’s a lot of hatred going around, concentrated and nurtured within red states, former member states of the old confederacy, within evangelical Christian communities, and within a political party. Hatred is single minded malice. As such, the psyche is undivided, unified by rage. In hatred there is honor and fear.
On the other hand, living without fear is paradoxical, a condition masking internal friction, contending opposites generating interior discord. Mildness, patience, geniality, and politeness serve as a surface facade, the mask for contempt.
And about art?
Is this why I have a taste for surrealist art?