Mankind is a super-beast, straddling the earth like a colossus,
ingesting and excreting in metric tons measured in the billions, and awaiting
the day it can stretch out its leg and place its titanic foot on a new world.
The Devil Inside does not deceive itself, and therefore
it sees the super-beast, looks it in its Cyclopean eye, perceives its
Gogmagogian appetite and its ever-pressing need to empty its Brobdingnagian
bowels – and then the Devil Inside decides for itself how to respond. Don’t
jump to conclusions as to what that response will be.
I call the super-beast Leviathan. What better name for
it? But if you think me blasphemous, I thank you for the compliment.
“Mankind, I name thee Leviathan! Woe unto your enemies.
Woe even unto your friends. For you must devour all things and shit it all out
in the end.”
Leviathan is the Übermensch. I know a thousand neo-Nietzscheans
will rise up to dispute me, but I tell you, Leviathan is the Übermensch. Those
who deny this are choosing to handwave away all the parts of Nietzsche that
played into the hands of the Nazis. I don’t handwave anything away. I see
Nietzsche for what he was: the herald of the dawn of Leviathan’s awakening. The
Third Reich was also the herald of this same thing.
What else would the will to power ever have been aiming at?
Remember, Nietzsche saw it in all living things. What do all living things,
from the bacterium to the baseball player, have in common? Very little, except
this: They all are driven to eat, and then to reproduce, so their offspring can
eat, and then reproduce, ad infinitum, and the better they are at it, the
larger the territory they grab. Eat, fuck, eat, fuck, colonize. That’s the will
to power, if we’re going to say it exists in both the fruit fly and the frog.
It exists in Leviathan supremely. Now we’re just waiting for the super-beast,
mankind, to stop denying its true nature. In the meantime, other heralds will
rise up.
How will I respond to this? In whatever way is most
suited to my appetites and pressing needs. Will I serve Leviathan? I serve
nothing and no one by choice, but it’s difficult to do much of anything that
doesn’t serve the super-beast. Will I worship Leviathan? I worship nothing and
no one. Will I ignore Leviathan? I will if I deem it irrelevant to my appetites
and pressing needs, but this is unlikely. Will I exploit Leviathan? I will if I
see a way that I can. Will I oppose Leviathan? I will if I want some territory for
myself and the damn thing won’t let me have it.
Working and taking a paycheck is a two-edged sword, for
even as working serves the super-beast, taking a paycheck exploits it. To come
out ahead, one must receive the largest amount of money for doing the least
amount of work. Thus do greed and sloth emerge as a Devilish response to the Übermensch.
See things for what they are. ISCHYROS DIAVOLOS!

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