Almost everything I see is awe inspiring ... and yet so small.
I too ... I am small ... inside looking out of it all.
We live together on a big round ball.
Shhh ... Let's hear the call.
I'll share below some favorite quotations from Friedrich Nietzsche, a philosopher that I believe was and often is grossly misunderstood or perversely misinterpreted. If one looks for darkness he will probably find it ... otherwise look for the LIGHT above and you might find ... the end of man's rope.
Zarathustra, however, looked at the people and wondered. Then he spoke thus:
"Man is a rope stretched between the animal and the Overman -- a rope over an abyss.
A dangerous crossing, a dangerous wayfaring, a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.
What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal: what is lovable in man is that he is an over-going and a down-going..."
..."A light has dawned upon me: I need companions -- living ones; not dead companions and corpses, which I carry with me whereever I go.
But I need living companions, who will follow me because they want to follow themselves -- and to the place where I will. A light has dawned upon me. Zarathustra is not to speak to the people, but to companions! Zarathustra will not be shepherd and hound of the herd!
To steal many from the herd -- for that purpose I have come. The people and the herd will be angry with me: the shepherds shall call Zarathustra a robber..."
..."Behold the superfluous! They acquire wealth and become the poorer for it. They seek power, and the lever of power, much money -- these impotent ones!
See them clamber, these nimble apes! They clamber over one another, and thus pull each other into the mud and the abyss.
They all strive for the throne: this is their madness -- as if happiness sat on the throne! Often filth sits on the throne. -- and often also the throne on filth.
Madmen they all seem to me, and clambering apes, and too eager. Foul smells their idol to me, the cold monster: foul they all smell to me, these idolaters.
My brothers, will you suffocate in the fumes of their maws and appetites! Better to break the windows and jump into the open air!
Escape from their foul stench! Escape from the idolatry of the superfluous!
Escape from their foul stench! Escape from the steam of these human sacrifices!
The earth is yet free for great souls. There are still many empty sites for the lonesome and the twosome, surrounded by the fragrance of tranquil seas.
A free life is yet possible for great souls. He who possesses little is that much less possessed: blessed be a little poverty!
There, where the state ends -- there only begins the man who is not superfluous: there begins the song of the necessary, the single and irreplaceable melody.
There, where the state ends -- look there, my brothers! Do you not see it, the rainbow and the bridges of the Overman? "
source document is Thus Spoke Zarathustra http://praxeology.net/zara.htm