The Lost Paradise

Nihilism, clutching an abused old horse, wept uncontrollably in the streets of Turin. He was too tired, too old, too lonely. Though no one believed him, he still cried out: “Man is something that must be overcome!” Though no one believed him... “Mom... I’m so stupid...” These were Nietzsche’s last words of reason. And so humanity grew wise, and entered the apocalypse...