Sean's spiritual essence surged, almost forming a huge wave that wanted to rush but still remained solidified.
The total solar eclipse was currently suspended in the sky directly above the visitors' heads, forming a psychological profile that seemed to indicate something.
After embracing Jung, Nietzsche looked at himself. Sean didn't make any move. Although he was shocked by the soul that was more majestic than before, he could detect some clues——
Nietzsche's eyes were completely different from the first time they met.
Not only that, this man with a messy beard and hair, wearing an old suit with frayed sleeves today, even looks a bit slovenly...
His eyes were soft and friendly, his gentleness unpretentious.
"Let me introduce you." Jung stood between the two, "This is Frederic Nietzsche, a philosopher and writer from Hermann.
"This is Mr. Eternal Night Ark, the explorer of the New Testament City."
The two shook hands.
Jung noticed a subtle atmosphere and asked, "Have you met before?"
Nietzsche said nothing, his eyes were smiling. Sean didn't speak either.
"Oh, Frederic, I always forget that you are still a member of the New Zealand Society of Explorers! - Of course you have met before."
Looking at the silent Eternal Night Ark, Jung turned his eyes and whispered: "But... I think you can get to know each other again today.
"Frederic is different from ordinary people. According to my analysis, there are two spiritual energies in his heart. Sometimes he is dominated by the Dionysian spirit, and sometimes he is dominated by the Apollonian spirit.
“When he is dominated by the Dionysian spirit, he will have some overly fanatical words and deeds – many people cannot accept it!
"Today is obviously a good day for the sun to shine." Jung led the two of them to sit down. "How about we get to know each other again - just like I did with Frederic."
Sean couldn't let his guard down. He really wanted to tell Jung that the first time they met was not as simple as a quarrel. The countdown that threatens me at that moment is like some kind of psychological scar.
However, I had no reason to avoid Nietzsche, so I had no intention of leaving at this moment.
Nietzsche nodded lightly towards Sean: "I heard about your promotion. I know that the road to becoming a king is by no means easy and comfortable. Congratulations, Mr. Evernight Ark."
Sean couldn't help but frowned slightly. Nietzsche really has two kinds of spiritual energy, Dionysian and Apollonian? Today, he doesn't have that arrogant and evil air at all, and he even looks a little approachable...
At Jung's invitation, the two sat down. Nietzsche was obviously eager to continue the conversation with the psychologist. As soon as he sat down, he said: "The conversation we interrupted last time has been arousing my thinking. I think I have grasped the key to the problem..."
"Fredery, how have you been sleeping recently?" Jung was not in a hurry to start the topic and lit his pipe leisurely.
"Oh, sleep! I certainly hope it will protect my health, but my brain apparently thinks thinking is a more important task."
"That is not the case, my friend—it is good to think, but you must learn to rest."
"Okay Karl, I will find a way to have a good rest. But before that..." Nietzsche's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't wait to express, "Last time we talked about gods!
"Karl, you said that people should not live without gods and myths. I admit that this idea is tempting. After all, I used to think so too. But later, my view changed!
"You must have read in my books more than once that my opinion is that the gods are dead and the Holy Father is dying... The spiritual pain of all people today means that the age of man is coming!
"Myth is just an old calendar that should have been turned over long ago..."
Jung pointed with his pipe: "No, Frederic, myth is not something independent of you and me, it is a reflection of our deep psychology!"
Nietzsche smiled and shook his head: "You are escaping back to that non-existent cave again! Human awakening is the process of gradually walking into the sunshine. You always regard the haze left by history for us as a necessity of life!"
Jung exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "Friend, although we have different views, I still want to say to you...
"I admire your talent and courage, but I have to point out that you have exposed yourself to a dangerous wilderness. Your mental state will withstand challenges that no one has ever experienced. Myths and beliefs are indeed things from the old times. , you regard it as human beings completing their own shackles. However, you do not realize that traditional beliefs have always had an important spiritual function - it can protect our spirits and hearts!
"If you deny them, you also reject their protection of your spirit!"
"The truly strong do not need that kind of protection." Nietzsche responded in a low voice, like a lion grunting, "The wash of suffering and fierce fate can temper my spirit."
Jung looked at the man he admired slightly sadly and said nothing for a while.
"As I predicted, the times are changing! The 'Supreme Man' will definitely come to this world. By that time, people will have embarked on the road to perfection, and people will truly no longer need gods!"
The earliest Sean could not understand the peaceful existence of a man like Nietzsche. He didn't understand why in a country with a divine constitution like New Landel, people like Nietzsche who put forward blasphemous views were not warned by the divine court, nor did they arouse the wrath of heaven...
Only recently did he realize that allowing this kind of argument to exist was a gesture by the Divine Court to cater to the world and the times. They want to project a sense of confidence: God and faith are unquestionable, so everything about God can be discussed.
And Keane, who is far above the sky, naturally doesn't care what an ant discusses about his health status.
The most important thing is... Sean frowned because of deep thought, looking at Nietzsche who was eloquently eloquent...
In the wind of the times, someone climbed up and shouted, but everyone thought he was a madman.
The Apollonian spirit shone brightly in Nietzsche during the debate. Even though Sean had experienced the breakthrough of the Heart Palace Wheel and entered the realm of strong gin, he could not help but feel the resonance of his soul in his eloquence. He is indeed like the sun of the spiritual world.
Putting aside personal grudges, Sean saw two wise men in this conversation, one was a more passionate wise man, and the other was a gentler wise man. One is like fire and the other is like water.
No wonder Jung thought that Nietzsche and he were two sides of the same coin.
While observing, Sean couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
He once believed that Nietzsche, who single-handedly created the "Northland Express Incident" and the "Wendigo Incident", killed many innocent people in them, and planned to collect his team as a collection, was a malicious and pathological existence.
But today his behavior was completely unlike that king under the dark sun.
He looks like a fallen philosopher, like a nerd who only focuses on his own ideological tasks, or even like an ordinary person without any mysterious strength...
Could it be schizophrenia?
Sean observed silently, wondering what the black Joker with many legends was doing at the moment.
In other words, doesn't he even know that he has a "Dionysian" side?
That arrogant, crazy, evil Nietzsche is not here at this moment?
Is it even possible... Sean narrowed his eyes - there are two Frederic W. Nietzsche in this world?
