The Paradox of the reality of friendship

Friends 'never' leave you. Yet 'never' is but a matter of degrees. At the end of the day, one must still be the Übermensch Nietzsche ever so hallowed and aspired to become. Indeed, he's gone mad. What is there to say? Sanity is also a matter of degrees. Once the Übermensch project is launched, things of transitory utility and vain happiness gain credence. Eclipsed are human sentiments of sharing in pain, rejoicing in someone else's joy, and the enviable emotion that is love. The point? No one ever reaches the Übermensch status. Those who approximate it, however, become needed, indispensable, friendship-worthy, and more importantly, asymmetrically powerful. For one, cutting of relationships becomes not a matter of thought. I, too, will have gone mad before everyone's eyes.