Once all the barriers are taken down (or once an individual is comfortable enough with having passed the spectacle of introductory philosophy), there just isn't anything tangible beyond that. The introduction and suspense is really all there was. Once Nietzsche gets boring, Nietzsche gets boring; so to speak.
It's as though all there is to do from point b is to enter some loft with a special club of cigar smokers and scotch drinkers that have distinguished themselves by having just listed conceptual items, grazed on the pile a bit, and accumulated a wealth of dusty books.
Sure, a person can take what they've learned, and apply it in such a way that they can avoid a few discomforts, or impress a few people on paper, or even become a unique member of society who's example some would like to live up to. Still, it just doesn't look like anything but an obsession with historic figures in the arena of philosophy, or the development of an ability to fudge out cute little books and blurbs like "The Tao of Pooh-Bear", or "The Philosophy of Orange is the New Black" for example.
Application of the concepts of Hegel's Phenomenology of Mind, or even their genuine understanding, or the idea of "the thing in itself" or "absolute reality", all these things just require as much meditative contemplation as say "yoga", or performing a ballet, or demonstrating Kung Fu. But once the ribbon is cut, it was just a ribbon being cut. There is nothing tangible. Even if there is some Judeo-Christian God Incarnate, and he was to come down and sing "Rag Time Gal", that would be that, and whatever is outside of that is obviously not tangible, not edible, not writable, not explainable, not conceptual, because it has nothing to do with anything at all.
My question is, where could I find the sandwich about the sandwich?