All gods are poets' parables, poets' prevarications. Verily, it always lifts us higher— specifically, to the realm of the clouds: upon these we place our motley bastards and call them gods and overmen. For they are just light enough for these chairs –all these gods and overmen. Ah, how weary I am of all the imperfection which must at all costs become event! Ah! How weary I am of poets!

What It Means

This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "All gods are poets' parables, poets' prevarications. Verily, it always lifts us higher— specifically, to the realm of the clouds: upon these we place our motley bastards and call them gods and overmen. For they are just light enough for these chairs –all these gods and overmen. Ah, how weary I am of all the imperfection which must at all costs become event! Ah! How weary I am of poets!" in the context of "Friedrich Nietzsche, in The Portable Nietzsche, in p. 240. Also attributed to Zarathushtra, in From Shakespeare to Existentialism: An Original Study : Essays on ..., p. 233" to mean that wisdom is timeless.