From High Mountains. Aftersong. Nietzsche

In the heights my table was set for you: – 

   who lives so close to the stars

To the grey yonder of the abyss?

My realm – what realm stretches further?

And my honey – who has tasted it?



IMG_0245Beyond Good and Evil
Prelude to a Philosophy of the Future, 1886.

From High Mountains.

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