Nietzsche About God Novels & Stories

When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago. -Friedrich Nietzsche ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• - MATEO

I roll my eyes, “Don’t insult my intelligence. I was nearly struck down by lightning by someone who cursed you and because they hate you, want me dead. It’s simple deduction. Jartre is the only God with the power to shatter worlds and harness the power of lightning. A God who can rip a hole through the very fabric of existence, which is why he’s called the God of Gods.” “Could have been a raitruum who attacked,” he says feebly, his words sending an unpleasant zap through my spine. I scoff, “You don’t even believe that. Besides, I’m friends with the raitruum and they wouldn’t do that. Are you really going to tell me I’m wrong? All this time I was thinking a makkari was doing this. I even thou

" It was not considered out of hand then because he didn't force the humans into anything. He merely convinced them, using their insatiable greed for power.” I roll my eyes at the silly explanation. He was using their weakness against them and it still was not punished. The gods must have had a tendency of being constantly high on drugs. " So when was it considered, you know? Out of hand?” He lets out a deep sigh, eases himself off the table and joins me on the bed. “See, my grandfather wasn't in accordance with the fact that nobody was saying anything about how Nythros was using the humans.”. " Oh.”

It was a strange thing to think about at that point. "I never said I can prove a god exists, I only said I am not against believing it even though I haven't found someone who can prove it," I told Dad that day. "By saying so, I don't neglect the fact that they may be someone on earth who can prove him."

“Not really.” I wiggle against him, trying to soak in as much of his touch as I can before he leaves. “And if I do?” “You don’t,” he continues. “You aren’t made to not care. The gods saw that when they created you.” I scoff. “I don’t want to talk about the gods. They are the reason we are here to begin with.” “Not all of them,” Kael says calmly. “Just Nyx…” “Don’t say her name,” I snap. “And don’t defend them. They knew what she was doing. They knew the hell she was putting us through. Not just you and me, but all of us. And they did nothing. Only Nythene…”

Nathaniel sighed, against all odds in his mind what harm there would be in starting a relationship with him. - I never had a relationship with a man, much less with a dark god. – Nathaniel said, turning to Erebos and Chaos. - Much less than four. Nathaniel said. “I've never been associated with an immortal sorceress goddess. Nathaniel said. - Good for me, sit on my lap first, I'll teach you what it's like to have a man between your legs, then, you'll learn from me, what it's like to have a relationship with a dark god. – Erebos

But something told her not to argue with the broken soul who was utterly confused at that moment. "There is no yours or mine in the matter of God. He is everywhere. If he isn't, he would always make sure to put someone for you, my child." The nun patted her head in order to give her some warmth but she was not in a mood for such lectures. Her inside was burning and she chose to end the conversation at that moment. "I don't believe in God," Iris spoke with her gritted teeth. "Someday you would." The nun gave her a warm smile and pinched her nose a little before walking towards the gate to walk down in the next stoppage.

Some of her thoughts stray close to a few truths and I wink at her as silent confirmation. "I mean, there has to be more than one God or Goddess. Who made them, how did they get here if there are no others. Also, if you go by christianity, one could argue that technically Satan is a God too. He was an angel, cast out, and come to be the technical 'ruler' of Hell. Does that make any sense? Am I rambling? I just have never had a friend or anyone to have actual conversations with. Justin would always scream if I talked too much."

she asked him and frown was clearly etch upon her face. "I'm just stating the facts, Bella. There's no God on whom you are believing. Can you see your God? Can you feel him? No right?" he asked her and she looked at him with her blank eyes. "We can't see God because we don't have enough power and faith to look at him. He is too pure to be between us. He is beyond our imaginations and we can feel him because he lives in each and everything in this world. In these trees, nature, stone, in me and even in you too. We just have to recognize him, Nick he is always with us." she tried to make him understand gently and calmly as much as possible.

Obviously, inflicting pain is part of his game, but there must be more. ‘I think I have a god for him. Wotan. He was all powerful among the Germanic gods, but wandered through life striking deals to get the bit extra he craved. There was always an itch he had to scratch. It was power. Every deal meant he slipped deeper in the mire and lost a bit of his power. Future deals had to get ever bigger to regain his lost ground, but the risk went up, too. He lost in the end, like a bad gambler loses his shirt and ends up a nobody. That will be our Greg.