Thus Spoke Zarathustra

“Whoever guesses the fate that lies hidden in the foolish harmlessness and gullibility of democratism, and even more in the whole Christian-European morality, suffers from an anxiety with which nothing else can be compared:—he grasps with one glance everything that could still be bred from man, given a favorable accumulation and enhancement of forces and tasks; he knows with all the knowledge of his conscience how man is still unexhausted for the greatest possibilities and how often the type ‘man’ has stood before mysterious decisions and new paths:—he knows it even better from his most painful memory, of what wretched things a ‘becoming’ of the highest rank has usually broken, snapped, sunk, or become wretched so far. The total degeneration of man down to what today appears to the socialist simpletons and empty-heads as their ‘man of the future’ (—their ideal!—), this degeneration and diminution of man into a perfect herd-animal (or, as they say, into a man of the ‘free society’),—this beast-ification of man into a dwarf-animal of equal rights and claims is possible, there is no doubt!—Whoever has once thought this possibility through to the end knows one more disgust than other people,—and a new task!”

— With the word “morality” (without the limiting adjectives “Christian,” “democratic”), Nietzsche often simply means our morality of good-naturedness and herd-animals: that is, the same thing that is preached and praised everywhere today as morality. Nietzsche, who revealed to us two types of morality, should, however, never have used the word “morality” without an addition. The intelligent reader, of course, immediately guesses what Nietzsche is aiming at each time with the word “morality” without an addition:—but where are there psychologically trained readers in the sense of Nietzsche? And where are those who have not remained merely readers, connoisseurs, and reviewers of Nietzsche, but have become his disciples and apostles? Who have taken his fire into their soul, his passion into their flesh and blood? Where are those who can speak with Zarathustra:

Not the height, the slope is the terrible thing!
The slope where the gaze plunges downward and the hand reaches upward.
There the heart grows dizzy from its double will.