by H. Millard (c) 2022

What is ape to man? A laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment. And just the same shall man be to the Overman: a laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment.

Man is a rope stretched between animal and Overman-a rope over an abyss.

1. When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home by the lake, and went alone into the mountains. There, he enjoyed his spirit and solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. But at last his heart changed.

2. Zarathustra went down the mountain alone, no one meeting him. When he entered the forest, however, there suddenly stood before him an old ascetic, who had left his holy hut to seek roots. And thus spake the old man to Zarathustra:
“No stranger to me is this wanderer: many years ago passed he by. Zarathustra he was called; but he is different now.
Then, you looked downcast and aimless: will you now carry your exuberance and purpose into the valleys? Are you not fearful?
Yes, I recognize Zarathustra. Pure is his eye, and firm is his demeanor. He now has a spring in his step and is full of life.
Altered is Zarathustra; a child hath Zarathustra become; an awakened one is Zarathustra: what will you do in the land of the sleepers?
As in the sea have you lived in solitude, and it has borne you up. Alas, will you now go ashore? Zarathustra answered: “I love White mankind.”
“Why,” said the ascetic, “did I go into the forest and the desert? Was it not because I loved men far too well?
Now I love God: men, I do not love. Man is a thing too imperfect for me. Love to man would be fatal to me.”
Zarathustra answered: “What did I say of love! I am bringing gifts unto men.”
“Give them nothing,” said the ascetic. “Carry part of their load, and carry it along with them—that will be most agreeable to them: if only it be agreeable to you!
If, however, you will give them something, give them no more than an alms, and let them also beg for it!”“No,” replied Zarathustra, “I give no alms. I am not poor enough for that.”
The ascetic laughed at Zarathustra, and said: “Then see to it that they accept your treasures! They are distrustful of religious ascetics, and do not believe that we come with gifts.
The fall of our footsteps rings too hollow through their streets. And just as at night, when they are in bed and hear a man abroad long before sunrise, so they ask themselves concerning us: Where is that thief going?
Go not to men, but stay in the forest! Go rather to the animals! Why not be like me—a bear amongst bears, a bird amongst birds?”
“And what do you do in the forest?” asked Zarathustra.
The ascetic answered: “I make hymns and sing them; and in making hymns I laugh and weep and mumble: thus do I praise God.
With singing, weeping, laughing, and mumbling do I praise the God who is my God. But what do you bring us as a gift?”
When Zarathustra had heard these words, he bowed to the ascetic and said: “What should I have to give you! I shall hurry on lest I take something away from you!”—And thus they parted from one another, the old ascetic and Zarathustra, laughing like schoolboys.
When Zarathustra was alone, however, he said to his heart: “Could it be possible! This old ascetic in the forest has not yet heard of it, that HIS GOD IS DEAD!”
When Zarathustra arrived at the nearest town near the forest, he found many people assembled in the market-place; for it had been announced that a rope-walker would give a performance. And Zarathustra said this to the people:
I BRING TO YOU WORD OF THE NEXT EVOLUTION OF MAN; THE OVERMAN...the Homo novus. Man is something that is to be surpassed. What have you done to surpass man?
All beings have evolved from earlier beings: and you would rather go back to the beast than evolve above man?
What is the ape to man? A laughing-stock, a thing of shame. And just the same shall man be to the OVERMAN: a laughing-stock, a thing of shame.
You have evolved from the worm to man, and much within you is still worm. Once you were apes, and even today man is more of an ape than any of the apes.
Even the wisest among you is only a disharmonious hybrid of plant and ape. But do I bid you become ape or plants?
No, I want you to become the Overman!
The Overman is the meaning of our existence. Let your will say: The Overman SHALL BE the meaning of our existence! I tell you, my fellow Whites REMAIN TRUE TO THE PRINCIPLES OF UPWARD EVOLUTION, and don't believe those who speak to you of heavenly hopes! They are poisoners, whether they know it or not.
They despise White life, and are decaying ones and poisoned ones themselves, and God-As-He-Truly-Is is tired of them: so away with them!
Once blasphemy against the false Judeo/Christian God was the greatest blasphemy; but the false Judeo/Christian God died, and therewith also those blasphemers. To blaspheme the forces of upward evolution is now the deadliest sin!
Once the soul was considered more important than the body, and then the contempt of flesh and blood was the supreme thing:—the soul wanted the body to be weak, and famished. Thus it thought to escape from the body and go to a fake heaven.
Oh, that soul was itself meager, ghastly, and famished; and cruelty was the delight of that soul as it tormented and harmed the body which it considered unholy and worthless!
But you, also, my fellow Whites, tell me: What does your body say about your soul? Is your soul not poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency?
Man is truly a genetically polluted stream. One must be a sea, to receive a polluted stream without becoming impure.
I tell you how to become the Overman: he is that sea; in him can your great contempt be submerged.
What is the greatest thing you can experience? It is the hour of great contempt. The hour in which even your happiness becomes loathsome to you, and so also your reason and virtue.
The hour when you say: “What good is my happiness! It is poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency. But my happiness should really justify existence itself!”
The hour when you say: “What good is my reason! Does it long for knowledge as the lion for his food? It is poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency!”
The hour when you say: “What good is my virtue! As yet it has not made me passionate. How weary I am of my good and my bad! It is all poverty and pollution and wretched self-complacency!”
The hour when you say: “What good is my justice! I do not have the passion nor the desire to enforce justice. The just, however, have passion and desire!”
The hour when you say: “What good is my pity! Pity is the cross on which he is nailed who loves man as he is. But my pity is not a crucifixion.”
Have you ever spoken thus? Have you ever cried thus? Ah! It would have been great if I could have heard you crying thus!
It is not your sin—it is your self-satisfaction that cries to heaven; your very lack of sin cries unto heaven!
Where is the lightning to lick you with its tongue? Where is the frenzy with which you should be inoculated?
I tell you how to bring forth the Overman: he is that lightning, he is that frenzy!—
When Zarathustra had thus spoken, one of the people called out: “We have now heard enough of the rope-walker; it is time now for us to see him!” And all the people laughed at Zarathustra. But the rope-walker, who thought the words applied to him, began his performance.
Zarathustra, however, looked at the people and wondered at their ignorance and sought to speak in terms they could understand. Then he spoke thus:
Look at the rope-walker. Man is a rope stretched between the animal and the Overman—a rope over an abyss.
He has a dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.
What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal: what is lovable in man is that he is an evolving and a starting of a new species...the Overman...the Homo novus.
I love those that don't know not how to live except by breaking present herd morality and ways, for they are on the path to the new species.
I love the great despisers, because they are the great adorers, and arrows of longing for the other shore.
I love those who do not first seek a reason in a make-believe heaven for having their own morality and ways, but sacrifice themselves to the evolution of the White race, so that the Homo novus may hereafter arrive.
I love him who lives in order to know, and seeks to know in order that the Overman may hereafter live. Thus he seeks his own replacement.
I love him who labors and invents, that he may build the house for the Overman, and prepares the whole world for him.

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A mistake that some make is to think that Nietzsche was just writing about man developing cosmic/higher consciousness or enlightenment...products of electrical activity in the brain (which, in real life, are often temporary).

However, Nietzsche was writing about real biological/genetic evolution. His alter-ego Zarathustra had sought and reached long lasting cosmic/higher consciousness/enlightenment which led him to know that he should teach others that we must evolve biologically/ genetically. This is clear in these two statements from Zarathustra:

What is ape to man? A laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment. And just the same shall man be to the Overman: a laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment.

Man is a rope stretched between animal and Overman-a rope over an abyss.

Arman goes further than Nietzsche and says that Whites are selected by God-As-He-Truly-Is to evolve into a new type of human which can be called the Ubermensch or the Superman or the Overman or as Arman calls him: the Homo novus, but even though we are selected, our selection is our raw White DNA code that we are born with and we have to purify it and activate it and make our evolution happen.

We must leave behind herd morality and harmful values and seek to become the Overman. We can make changes to our DNA by living right and doing the right things that will help us along the path. Even if we do not make it all the way, our sacrifices, will make it easier for our descendants to continue on and eventually become the new improved White type...the new species.

Again, Nietzsche was actually talking about our BIOLOGICAL/GENETIC evolution into a new type of human. His alter-ego Zarathustra wasn't that new biological type but was a step on the way to that type and was to teach humans about that new type.

When fully realized, the Homo novus will be blessed with the inability to produce viable children with Homo sapiens. Homo novus is the replacement for Homo sapiens and will look much like Whites do today and could easily pass us on the street or work with us and we wouldn't know the difference. They are our children just as we are the children of our ancestors and may differ from them in various physical and mental ways (we are probably taller, for example, and our head may be longer, etc.). Homo novus, when fully realized, are Whites as we are, but improved. Biologically, they may have more or fewer chromosomes than we now have and this may be why they will not be able to have their sperm or eggs used to produce any but their own White kind.

Should we as whites be afraid of being replaced? Nope. Remember, they are our descendants. Should our ancestors have been afraid of us alive today? Of course not. Same thing.

We Whites are already more evolved and further along on the path to full specieshood than all other races. That's why we're the minority on this planet. We are a later and a newer kind and we are on that rope over the abyss that Nietzsche wrote about. But many of us are unaware of this and wander aimlessly on the rope. We do not see the far shore. We are not awake. That must change.

What is the essence of you? It is your DNA. It is that which you pass on of you to your children and your descendants. You can change your DNA right here and now, in some minor ways, by living right and thinking right. Many may not make it on the thin rope across the abyss over the rest of mankind, but we have to try, and even if we just get to the middle of the rope and fall off we have done what is right and made it easier for our children to go further.

Keep in mind also there is the principle of saltation which is a sudden jump in evolution. It may be that we will jump over those plodding on the thin and uncertain rope. But to make it happen, we must live right.

Nietzsche was touched by God-As-He-Truly-Is and we see it in his work.

Ordinary men try to hold back those such as Nietzsche and Hitler, both of whom were touched by God-As-He-Truly-Is, who tried to help us evolve (many others have also been so touched) and those who try to hold back the Great Noontide are the mob beneath the rope; and while they laugh at us, we must laugh back at them. For we know.
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