u/Important_Bunch_7766

Be healthy, get boredom.

Live a quiet and peaceful life, get boredom.

Live in contradiction to life, be a conqueror, wage war, get pain.

Beyond all the active nihilism and anti-nihilism in Nietzsche, is there even any way out?

Let's imagine the most well-constituted man, the man who is "hard, sweet and fragrant". Someone who certainly not a loser or failure, someone who contains all the right things, someone who can even begin to ascend towards the Übermensch.

To him, Schopenhauers statement (the quote in the title) may seem wrong or infantile, but the reality is that life most of the time will be boring, except for the moments where it brings pain.

But then again, is there anything wrong with this? Is this different from how it "is supposed to be?" When I was a teenager I dreaded the normal adult life, the healthy life, the boring life.

Much rather would I be sick and adventurous spiritually.

Is there any joy so great that it washes out the boredom from the sea which one inhabits?

So that is life: choose your pain. And choose your medicine.

Despite all our suffering and mishaps, we must again and again find our meaning in the service of the Übermensch.

We must believe in a higher creature, a higher happiness, a higher lordliness.

Perhaps AI will eradicate the need for and meaning of the Übermensch, but until then we must believe that there exists this higher form of life.

We must surrender our will and desires so that this higher creature may live.

Something as noble and aristocratic — and high in every sense — as the Übermensch, the man above man, the man beyond man, something superhuman, must be placed in society as the goal of all our striving.

Sure, it will only be for the "luxurious surplus of mankind", for the commanding and governing elements, but we must believe in a higher form, a higher life, a higher position.

Even if it is not ourselves we must still advocate for the creation of this supreme being, this lord of man superpositioned above the general man.

As only he can rule man, only he can truly look down on man, truly keep his distance to man.

The happiest, truest, most magnificient creature.

Will to Power 910:

>"The type of my disciples.—To those human beings who are of any concern to me I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill-treatment, indignities - I wish that they should not remain unfamiliar with profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, the wretchedness of the vanquished: I have no pity for them, because I wish them the only thing that can prove today whether one is worth anything or not - that one endures."