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Conquer your fear and you will conquer death
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“I was born in the house of a preacher, and they placed god in my cradle. But as I grew, I saw their heaven was too small for my soul. So I left, I wandered among the ancients, and the Greeks whispered to me of tragedy and beauty born from pain. Illness struck me down. I walked alone in the mountains; a stranger to men. And there I learned, that which does not kill me only makes me stronger. I looked at man and saw him sleeping, dreaming the dreams of the herd. So I shouted into the dark, man is a rope, fastened between animal and overman; a rope over an abyss. The overman is the lightning that strikes from that abyss—the one who wills his own law, who dances upon the rope. And so I say to you, become who you are”