Post-Nietzscheans have their ‘Christmases:’ it does not mechanically fall on any 25th subject to timezone, nor does it wore off by the fake Christmas-is-everyday occult. Post-Nietzscheans have their ‘Christmases’ not so much on the extreme of the subjective neither the objective—Nietzscheans never explain outwards, towards the dispirited. Philosophers of the Future need not be daunted by the fact the mass is hefty, that wheresoever we stretch a group of herds belie in jest, such jests are hollow—unprofound. Similiar to such masses we wear our masks but our masks are of the spirit; which mask at a given occasion we ought to wear we ourselves alone are to determine never the priest. We spirits: Will. No politics of the past impinges our soul. Post-Nietzscheans ‘Christmases’ are not of routine. Thus the herald towards honest ‘Christmases.’ Let our holidays be spent either in heavens above or in hells below! We are flying spirits. We may spent a single ‘Christmas’ along this life; at the end of the day, its not how many ‘Christmases’ one has had, post-Nietzscheans refute numbers by quality.”
Nevertheless, it is that time of the year again. It’s Christmas.