Here is a book for 'free spirits', written by a solitary spectrum, according to own retrospective confession. Unlike Kant, Nietzsche found no one to awaken him from his dogmatic dream. He had to do it alone, in years of pilgrimage, after his separation from Basel ... and the romantic protective shadows of his youth. Schopenhauer and his duplication of the world as a primordial One and as orderly phenomena of representation, Wagner and his pompous sequel: 'artist metaphysics': how far away now is all that brilliant litter, swept away by the implacable wind of' critique of Culture ', where man, with his double' cerebral camera ', scientific and artistic, learns to ruthlessly dismantle all the errors (and horrors) that make up our' human, too human 'history. Here we find the roots of a destructive psychologist, 'ab inferiori': the roots of genealogy and Nietzschean hermeneutics. The pain...read more