Nietzsche Christianity Novels & Stories

"Right, but again, this is a bit extreme for that. Just because I don't want people tortured, it doesn't make me a slave moralist." "You're responding to our treatment of enemies we have under our control." Uisdean cocked his head at me; not even flinching when a woman screamed in the background. "This, according to the human Nietzsche, is a slave morality, propagated by Christianity, which is a religion of the slaves. Master morality values pride, nobility, strength, and power. Good or bad are determined by the consequences of your actions. The end result. Slave morality values kindness, humility, and sympathy," he said the words with a sneer. "Good and bad are determined by intention." "Ye

Christ to them has not been the King of kings and Lord of Lords, the very incarnation of God, “the brightness of His glory and the express image of His person.” If we are honest, we must also acknowledge that in far too great a degree the same failure has prevailed among ourselves. It has, to say the least of it, not been sufficiently recognized in our literature of late years, or in our public life, that “all form is formless, order orderless,” which is not entirely subject to Christ and informed by His Spirit. The very vice with which we now charge the Germans has been more than a temptation among ourselves. We have had great writers among us exalting statesmen and kings of the past on the

voice” “Excuse me?” I tried to sound offended but failed. “Is she with you?” “She is not” my voice rose in defense. “Nathan… you told me you are both over and she does not even want to see you and somehow she is now in your home? What the hell is going on?” “I do not know how else to explain it but I am going to say this… there is a divine power at work” Christian scoffed at this “Give me a break, Nathan and spill”

"Honestly, the black race suffers a lot because black as a color has being portrayed in history as both inferior, cursed and a symbol of evil. And the white color has been portrayed in history to be damn pure. There are a lot of problems with accepting that Jesus married and had sex. Problems that would make Christianity appear more stupid to the public." "Man once told me that he believes Christianity is stupid when we were having a conversation about werewolves. He said it is stupid if you consider it with a pure rational mind. Something I think is impossible to achieve because everyone is bias. He further said, the religion was built upon lies, I believe." "Like God saying he can't tempt

“Good. That’s probably for the best.” Ruth exhaled slowly, shifting on the couch. “I feel like such an idiot,” she murmured. “I walked into that prison and let him talk to me like he hadn’t caused all of this—like he wasn’t the one who tore everything apart.” Her laugh was bitter. “And the worst part? I think he actually believes his own lies.” “He does,” Christian said matter-of-factly. “Narcissists like him always do. They twist the truth until they’re the heroes in their own tragedies.”

“Just because you can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not in existence. Take air for example or love." “The fact that you bring up love in every argument says a lot about you.” “There are no absolute truths, Aiden. Only perspectives.” He shot me a doubtful look. “Whose words are those?” “Nietzsche.” “I married a philosopher.” I smoothed the satin of my dress, thinking of the books I had devoured over the last few weeks. “The least I could do before saying ‘I do’ was try to understand how your mind works.” “I don’t have a moral code. That’s the point of my beliefs.”

The nazis had believed that the blonde haired, blue eyed Aryans would be the ones to lead humanity as the master race, even as Hitler and his chief ministers did not bear those Nordic traits. The reich church had been created to fill in the void left behind by Christianity to the nazis, considering that at least a few of the many messages of the Bible were directly in opposition to the party that happened to be extremely famous and seemingly on all the poster's for the religion in general. The nazi church, designed to be what led the German people spiritually was all in all, a collection of occultic texts sprinkled in with a shit tonne of Nordic mythology, stories, ideologies and stories.

Alex said "Do you know that girl, Nathan?' Mrs. Knight asked him. "Yes. And she is a bad person. A money-minded person. She dated countless people. And her night history is horrible. Christian is a gem. She doesn't deserve him" Nathan said "I'm scared that Christian will agree," Alex said "What? Are you out of your mind?" Nathan asked him "Christian gave his life to this company. The company is his life. He will never let someone take over this company" Alex said when the study room's door opened and an angry Christian came out. His hair was messy and his eyes were red.

Jesse's mouth was agape, flustered. "I- I don't-" "Seriously," K interrupted and smiled at him. "You don't have to explain. You just didn't have to lie to me about it that night at the subway, when you told me you don't use it that often." She chuckled and air quoted with her fingers. "You don't owe me anything. Besides, German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche believed that morality is just a fiction used by the herd of inferior human beings to hold back the few superior men."

I say, my voice dry. Christian smirks, studying me, and I feel tempted to smile when I see the casual way he leans against the counter, at ease – like he was those first couple of days when I came to the penthouse, when things were…good between us. God, where did those go? “Don’t be so hard on Nico,” Christian says softly, studying my face. “He’s got his own demons. He’s not so bad. And he cares, in his own way.”