One of the last photos of Friedrich Nietzsche, in 1899.
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Right before his moustache grew down his throat and he suffocated on it.
“when you see into the void… nothing really matters” (or something like that)
-Fred Nietzsche- kinda
“That which does not kill you makes you stronger.”
It’s been the mantra for my life and when I get to the afterlife I’m gonna choke the shit out of Fred for coining the phrase.
You’ll know it’s me because I’ll be strangling him screaming “Are you getting stronger Fred? Are you? How about now? Let me squeeze tighter. That’ll do it”