“God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we comfort ourselves, the murders of all murders”
“God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him! How shall we comfort ourselves, the murders of all murders”
Wat?
Nietzsche, bro
Nietzsche is dead, too. Dead people don’t talk.
Or don´t they?
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