A few pieces in Fyodor Dostoevsky’s Brothers Karamazov are pure poetry, and so are even a few pieces from that madman Friedrich Nietzsche’s book, Thus Spake Zarathustra. Even if Nietzsche had not written anything else but Thus Spake Zarathustra he would have served humanity immensely, profoundly - more cannot be expected from any man - because Zarathustra had been almost forgotten. It was Nietzsche who brought him back, who again gave him birth, a resurrection. Thus Spake Zarathustra is going to be the bible of the future.
It is said that Zarathustra laughed when he was born. It is very difficult to imagine a new-born baby laughing. Okay, smiling - but laughing? One wonders at what, because laughter needs a context. At what joke was the baby Zarathustra laughing? The cosmic joke, at the joke this whole existence is....
Zarathustra at his birth, laughing! And that was only a beginning.
He laughed throughout his whole
life. His whole life was a laughter. Even so people have forgotten
him. The English have even
changed his name, they called him "Zoroaster". What a monstrosity!
"Zarathustra" has the softness of
a rose petal, and "Zoroaster" sounds like a huge mechanical
disaster. Zarathustra must be laughing
at his name being changed to Zoroaster.
But before Friedrich Nietzsche, he was forgotten. He was bound to be. The Mohammedans had forced all the followers of Zarathustra to become Mohammedans. Only a few, very few, escaped - to India, where else. India was the place where everybody could enter without a passport or visa, without any trouble. Only very few followers of Zarathustra escaped the Mohammedan murderers. There are not many in India, only one hundred thousand.
bothers about a religion of only one hundred thousand - who not only
almost all live just in India, but
in and around only one city, Bombay. Even they themselves have
forgotten Zarathustra. They have
compromised with the Hindus with whom they have to live. They
escaped the well and fell into the
ditch - a deeper ditch! On one side the well, the other side the
ditch. And through the middle goes
The Way - Buddha calls it the middle way - exactly in the middle,
just like a tightrope walker.
Nietzsche’s great service was in bringing Zarathustra back to the modern world. His great disservice was Adolf Hitler. He did both. Of course he was not responsible for Adolf Hitler. It was Hitler’s own misunderstanding of Nietzsche’s idea of "superman". What could Nietzsche do about it? If you misunderstand me, what can I do about it? Misunderstanding is always your freedom.
was a juvenile mediocrity, a retarded child, really ugly. Just
remember his face - that small mustache,
those fearful eyes staring as though trying to make you fearful, and
the tense forehead. He was so
tense that he could not even be friendly to anybody throughout his
whole life. To be a friend one
needs to be a little relaxed.
Hitler could not love, although he tried in his dictatorial way. He
tried, as many husbands do
unfortunately, to dictate, to order, to maneuver and manipulate
women - but he was unable to
love. Love needs intelligence.
He would not even allow his own girlfriend to be alone with him in his room at night. Such fear! He was afraid that while he was asleep... one never knows, the girlfriend may be a girl-foe; she may be an agent working for the enemy. He slept alone all his life. How could a man like Adolf Hitler love? He had no sympathy, no feeling, he had no heart, no feminine side to him. He had killed the woman within himself so how could he love the woman outside? To love the outer woman you have to nourish the woman within, because only that which is within is expressed in your actions.
I have heard that Hitler shot one of his girlfriends for just a
small reason; he killed her because he
had said she should not go to visit her mother, but when he was out
she went, although she was
back before Hitler returned. He came to know through the guards that
she had gone out. That was
enough to finish the love - not only the love, but the woman too! He
shot her saying, "If you disobey
me, then you are my enemy."
That was his logic: who obeys you is your friend; who disobeys you
is your enemy. Who is for
you is for you, and who is not for you is against you.
It is not necessarily so - somebody may be just neutral, neither being for you nor against you. He may not be your friend, but that does not necessarily mean that he is an enemy. I love the book Thus Spake Zarathustra. I love very few books; I can count them on my fingers...
Friedrich Nietzsche’s Will To Power. He never published it while he was alive. It was published posthumously, and meanwhile, before it was published, many of your so-called great men had already stolen from the manuscript.
Alfred Adler was one of the "greatest" psychologists. He is one of the trinity of psychologists: Freud, Jung and Adler. He is simply a thief. Adler has stolen his whole psychology from Friedrich Nietzsche. Adler says: Man’s basic instinct is the "Will To Power". Great! Who was he trying to deceive? Yet millions of fools are deceived. Adler is still counted as a great man. He is just a pygmy, only to be forgiven and forgotten.
George Bernard Shaw steals his whole basic philosophy from Nietzsche. Great G.B.S. - Nobel prizewinner, George Bernard Shaw. Whatsoever he says is contained in only a few sentences of Nietzsche’s Will To Power.
Even a so-called great Indian saint was not far behind Adler and Shaw. His name is Sri Aurobindo. He is worshipped by millions all over the world as the greatest sage of the age. He stole his idea of superman from the manuscript of Will To Power. Sri Aurobindo was only a mediocre scholar, nothing much to brag about.
Nietzsche’s book was not published until many years after his death. His sister prevented it. She was a great businesswoman. She was selling other books which were already published, and waiting for the right moment when Will To Power could best be sold. She was not concerned about Nietzsche, his philosophy, or his contribution to humanity.
Why didn’t Nietzsche himself publish the book while he was alive? I
know why. It was too much
even for him. He was not an enlightened man. He was afraid, afraid
of what was going to happen to
him if he published. And the book is pure dynamite! He always kept
it under his pillow, even while
asleep. He was afraid it may fall into the wrong hands. He was not a
brave man as people usually
think of him, he was a coward. But strange are the ways of
existence: sometimes even a coward is
showered with stars, and that’s what happened to Nietzsche.
Adolf Hitler stole his whole philosophy from Nietzsche. Hitler was incapable of doing anything right; he was such an idiot, he should really have been in India, not in Germany, and become a disciple of Muktananda. I can suggest a beautiful name for him: Swami Idiotananda! That’s what he was, the suprememost idiot of human history. He thought he understood Nietzsche. It is very difficult to understand Nietzsche; he is so subtle, so deep, and so profound. It is beyond the reach of any idiotananda.
Friedrich Nietzsche kept his best book to be published only after his death. I have already counted one of his books, Thus Spake Zarathustra, but even that pales before Will To Power. It is not a philosophical treatise, written systematically, it is just maxims, paragraphs. You have to find the connection. It is not there written for you to read. Hence, even though it is published it is not read much. Who bothers! Who wants to make any effort? - and Will To Power needs tremendous effort to understand it. It is the very essence of Friedrich Nietzsche’s soul. And he was a madman! To understand it is to transcend it too.(Osho - Books I have Loved)