Nietzsche’s Zarathustra speaks to the despisers of the body: those who treat it as a vehicle for the soul, or an obstacle to it. His reply turns the old order over. What you call your mind, your “I”, is a small reason; behind your thoughts and feelings stands a powerful ruler, an unknown sage, called the Self, and it lives in your body - it is your body. Hence the sentence on the chest: there is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom. Nietzsche’s word is Vernunft, reason, so we translate it plainly rather than with Thomas Common’s “sagacity”. Long before cognitive science and somatic practice, this was philosophy from the body up. It sits with No. 34 “Descartes is dead”, No. 43 “Where there is life there is mind”, and No. 07, Fanon’s prayer to his own body.
The body is not a taxi for the head.