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A brief free-verse about irony, Nietzsche and time |
What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.' The Gay Science, §341 As long as you write about it, You don't have to think about it. And yet... If it struck you - For just a while, As one of those innumerable ironies That persist unhelpfully Whilst one consumes their doubts With their cereal For breakfast, You probably noticed that it's a really powerful idea That has real consequences - If just for while you think about it. If your first kiss, Or your first fight (I don't venture to say which might be more important to you, so long as the concept of a single tremendous moment which permeates through time as memorable is established,) Was a moment of passion That was very much like Every. Other. Moment. Of that passion, in a cycle Which determines and determined every day and night previous and to come - for all the eternities before and after. What's the point of affirming Or denying This life once more? This time, innumerable, once more. Perhaps you didn't And the answer lies In an infinity repeated later. Maybe you should just wait for that? Weet-Bix. So you can add sugar to them, But aren't they meant to be healthy? |