Что случилось с Ницше? Безумие и божественная мания

Support the channel: Sberbank card 4276 5500 8853 5854 Tinkoff https://www.tinkoff.ru/cf/7Hl7UBtCQfP USDT TRC20: TFrsyPnL5ZMmfvjrHEnuv2SJetBK7Gyhci Bitcoin: 1MUUs5w7p7jtSrzY5XLALMrcp9uJgubSSP Boosty https://boosty.to/akademia Patreon   / akademiaidei   English channel    / @academyofideas   Website https://academyofideas.com Russian Instagram:   / academyofideasrus   In the first video of this two-part series, we looked at the possibility of That Nietzsche's madness was psychological in origin and not caused by any illness or brain damage. We then explored the idea that it was Nietzsche's intense suffering that drove him to delve into his unconscious in search of what Carl Jung called the "elusive treasure"—that is, the power of psychological rebirth and renewal. And we noted that in such a immersion into the depths of one's own mind, there is the possibility of losing consciousness, the conscious mind, and, as a result, going mad. In this video, we will consider whether Nietzsche's supposed madness was the result of losing himself in his explorations of the unconscious, or whether he found the treasure of rebirth and renewal and achieved a state of great health. Quotes from the video: “He enters the labyrinth, he multiplies a thousandfold the dangers that life itself brings with it; not the least of which is that no one can see how and where he will get lost, become separated from people, and be torn apart by some cave-dwelling Minotaur of consciousness.” “Every profound mind needs a mask—indeed, a mask gradually grows around every profound mind...” Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil “In the darkness of the unconscious lies a treasure,... ‘an elusive treasure’... the struggle against the paralyzing grip of the unconscious calls upon the creative powers of man... heroic courage is required to battle these forces and wrest this elusive treasure from them. He who succeeds in this has truly won.” Carl Jung, Symbols of Transformation “By subjecting myself to this risky experiment, I realized I needed a point of support that would be located in ‘this world’... I needed something normal, something self-evident, something that would constitute the opposite of everything strange in my inner world. Plunging into the unconscious, I sometimes felt like I could go mad. But I knew that I had a medical degree and was supposed to help the sick, that I had a wife and five children... they reminded me that I was really present in this world, that I was a person like everyone else... all this was the obviousness from which I could not escape.” “Nietzsche lost his footing because he had nothing but his own thoughts, and they had far more power over him than he had over them. Nietzsche had no roots; he floated above the ground, and therefore fell into extremes.” Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections “...approaching or "The intrusion of the unconscious can cause... a dangerous delusion of grandeur, since one of the most obvious dangers is identifying with figures from the unconscious. In anyone with an unstable psyche, this can develop into a real psychosis." Carl Jung, Mysterium Coniunctionis "Whoever saw me during those seventy days of that autumn... noticed no trace of tension in me; indeed, I was overflowing with freshness and vigor. Never have I eaten with a more pleasant feeling, never have I slept better." "I took myself in hand, I made myself healthy again... I rediscovered life, as it were, incorporated myself into it, I found a taste for all good and even insignificant things, whereas others cannot easily find a taste for them—I made my will to health, to life, my philosophy." Nietzsche, Ecce Homo "Frenzy, [madness], is of two kinds: one is the consequence of human illnesses, the other of a divine deviation from what is usually "accepted" Plato, Phaedrus "...[my] individuality itself seemed to dissolve and disappear into a boundless being, and this was not a confused state, but the clearest of the clear, the strangest of the strange, utterly indescribable in words, where death was an almost laughable impossibility, the loss of personality... seemed not an extinction, but the only true life." Alfred Tennyson, "Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Memoirs of His Son" "Now all is silent! The colorless sea spreads out—it cannot speak! The sky plays its eternal, silent evening game with red, yellow, and green—it cannot speak!… This terrible silence that suddenly overwhelms us is beautiful, majestic, and fills the heart with something… O sea! O evening! You are bad teachers! You teach man to cease to be man! Must he surrender himself to you? Must he become, as you now are, colorless, shining, mute, majestic, resting in himself, rising above himself?" "Slowly, slowly they become hard as a precious stone, and at last lie still, to the joy of eternity." Friedrich Nietzsche, Dawn