Who is this overman, you ask?
Let's bring his image down to earth.
To say he has the greatest task
Or finds a way of giving birth
From chaos to a dancing star,
Unhelpfully is less than clear.
Yet we can see it isn't far
From overcoming guilt and fear
And other, all too human faults
To setting laws for just your soul —
To climbing up a path that vaults
You ever closer to your goal.
Lay on yourself the high demand
To learn the way of mastery;
Enforce within the self-command
That guides your life toward ecstasy.
(cf. The Joyful Learning, ยง143; Thus Spoke Zarathustra, Prologue)
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