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“Let the arrow travel from god to god, 
all over the wide world. 
Let the arrow be sent from house to house, 
to our entire spirit kin. 

To every child of divine kin. 
To every spirit man. 
Axetime is here, and arrowtime. 
Speartime is here, and swordtime. 

Pick up your mail, and helmet. 
Pick up your shield, and sword. 

The gods of the past rise, 
from the memory of the divine blood. 
Undefiled. Unpolluted. 
The red gold of the spirit garden. They are still here! 

Hear the horn of sound calling, 
to every spirit man. 
Hear the wind howling; 
spirits from the land of the past. 

Good spirits from the deep of the mind, 
never reached by the desert god, 
from the old source of the forefatherland, 
from the old well of esteem. 

Beautiful choosers of the fallen. Forward for king and forefatherland. 
True lone warriors. Gather to fight in the spirit land. 
The entire king’s guard. Forward for our blood and all our soil. 
Army forward! Army march! 

Let the arrow travel from god to god, 
all over the wide world. 
Let the arrow be sent from house to house, 
to our entire beautiful kin. 

The gods of the past rise, 
from the memory of the divine blood. 
Undefiled. Unpolluted. 
The red gold of the spirit garden. We are still here! 

Good spirits from the deep of the mind, 
never reached by the desert god, 
from the old source of the forefatherland, 
from the old well of esteem. 

Slay the cowardly enemy crowd; 
the hungry and chanting rabble, 
sorceresses and breakers of oaths. 
Let their blood fertilize our soil”.

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Spengler: about Nobility and Priesthood

“The men who belong inwardly to these two castes and not only in name are really different from the others; unlike that of the peasant and of the bourgeois, their life rests entirely on a symbolic dignity. They don’t live to live, but so that life acquires a meaning”.

“The nobility lives in a world of facts, the priest in a world of truths; to the first corresponds the lived experience, to the other the knowledge; to the first corresponds the man of action, to the other the thinker”.

“The nobility is indeed caste in the proper sense, it is a synthesis of blood and race, it is a current of existence in the most perfect form imaginable. This is why the nobility can be conceived as a peasant element of higher order”.

“On the other hand priesthood represents the anti-caste in the proper sense, the caste of those who deny, the non-race, the independence from the soil, the free, atemporal, ahistorical awake being”.

“The caste of the pure awake being and of the eternal truths turns against time, against race, against sex in every sense. Man as a peasant or as a knight is attracted by the woman, in which he feels destiny; man as a priest departs from her”.

“For the man of race dying without heirs is the true, terrible death; who continues to live in the children and grandchildren doesen’t die entirely. But for the true priest is valid the proverb: media vita in morte sumus; he recognizes only spiritual heirs and disregards the meaning of the woman”.

“As a rule, at the beginnings of every culture also arises an original nobility, in whose hands will by now be the destiny of the culture. In a silent but determined way the shaping energy puts <<in shape>> the being, it imprints and fixes a rhythm to the blood, for the whole future. Indeed in every early period this creative ascent towards the living form corresponds to what in every late period will be the power of tradition, that is to say the old and solid discipline, the rhythm become definite and so vigorous that even in the extinction of the ancient lineages knows how to attract continuously in its orbit, from the deep, always new men, always new currents of being. One can not doubt that the history of the later ages in its form and rhythm is already included, potentially but irrevocably, in the first generations. The heights that it can reach depend on the power of the tradition existing in the blood”.

“Similarly, all that happens in the history of the spirit, – and the fact that a history also exists in this domain, is shown by the power that has the blood on perceiving and understanding – all the religions, all the arts, all the ideas in their active and in form awake being, with all their developments, all their symbolisms, all their passion are expression of the blood that flows through such forms in the awake being of entire series of generations. A hero doesn’t need to know of this second world, he is all life, but a saint must bend life in himself through the most severe ascesis in order to be only spirit, and the strength necessary to do that is again life itself”.

“Precisely for this the nobility itself in historical sense is infinitely more than what is thought in the late periods of a comfortable life: it is not a sum of titles, rights and ceremonies, but an internal possession difficult to achieve and difficult to maintain that, once understood, already appears worthy of the sacrifice of a whole life. An ancient ancestry doesn’t mean only a series of ancestors, because everyone has ancestors, but rather of progenitors that lived up to history during generations and generations and that not only had a destiny, but were also destiny”.

“The priest has around the world considered as nature; of this he deepens the image through reflection. Instead the nobility lives in the world as history and deepens it transforming its image. If starting from either one or the other attitude can be formed a great tradition, in the first case it is the result of an intellectual formation, in the other of a discipline”.

“The discipline extends to the blood and continues itself from father to son. Instead the formation in the other sense presupposes a talent, therefore an authentic and strong priestly organization is always based on a complex of spiritual gifts, it is an association of awake beings having no regard for origin or sentiment of race, so much to represent also a negation of time and history. Spiritual affinity and blood affinity – we must reflect on the difference indicated by such expressions”.

“The aristocratic custom is the result absolutely unconscious of a long, continuous formative discipline. You learn it in relationships with others and not through books. It is a felt rhythm and not a concept. Instead the other moral is a set of precepts absolutely based on principles and consequences (therefore you can learn it) and is an expression of a conviction. The first is all historical and recognizes differences in rank and privileges as a fact. The honour is always honour of caste; it doesn’t exist a honour of all humanity”.

“The fundamental principle of every living custom is honour. All the rest, loyalty, humility, courage, chivalric spirit, self-control, decision, is included in it. And honour is a thing of the blood, not of the intellect; having honour as an innate sense is synonymous with having race”.

“To tolerate an offense, forget a defeat, whine before the enemy – all this is sign of a life that has become useless and worthless, yet also something completely different from the priestly morality, which doesn’t grasp a life that has become so despicable but disregards life in general, and only for this also honour”.

“The nobility, that is all <<plant>>, originates from the countryside, from the land understood as the property to which it is organically connected. It has everywhere the fundamental form of the family – of the caste or ancestry – form in which it expresses itself also the <<other>> history, that of the woman, and through her will of duration, through her sentiment of the blood she almost appears to us as the great symbol of time and history”.

“An indomitable joy of life pervades the centuries of the flowering of this caste in eminent sense, that is all direction, destiny, race. The woman, because she is history, and the struggle, because it makes history, are absolutely at the center of the thought and action of it”.

-Oswald Spengler

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God Above God

“Why should I become the dark queen
And how shall I become this black thing
My holy blood turned to bitterness
Before the first oceans…or the mountains were born
I stood beside you with wisdom adorned
Our sacred vows made earth’s kingdom rise…

I am the trees woven in through the sky
I am the law of the love that can’t die
Caressed by the clouds I walk with wind and stars

I ordered the paths of the black sun and moon
But now I am vanquished oh…raped, ravaged and ruined
Wild and untamed I roamed the earth free
Your Virgin Mary is only a shadow of me

Is this your will…oh…my violation?
Nature betrayed love’s immolation

God above God, release me from this fate
God above God release me from all this rage
Or my sword shall drink much blood in the heavens
Your angels will know the rage of creation
Why should I become this?
How shall I ever become clean?
Oh become clean again? Never…oh you’re murdering me…

Now nothing remains of my works but burnt stone
My voice is stilled…division is sown
What once was self is now enemy
Rape, force and violence are your new Trinity

Is this your will divine emanation?
Nature betrayed love’s immolation…annihilation…

God above God, release me from this fate
God above God release me from all this rage
Or my sword shall drink much blood in the heavens
Your angels will know the rage of creation
Why should I become this?
How shall I ever become clean?
Oh become clean…you have murdered me…why do you hate me?
For all of your passion, all your fate
you come to death knowing one massive hate”.

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Sacred Ambulation

What represent the innumerable mythological figures marked by monosandalism, lameness and other types of afflictions and vulnerabilities to the lower limbs? Several clues indicate an indeterminate state of existence, in the balance between life and death, in the context of an initiatory ritual of rebirth.

Some examples taken from the greek mythology:

Jason (monosandalism).
Perseus (monosandalism, according to a version of the myth in which Hermes gives him only one sandal).
Theseus (he retrieves the sandals and the sword of his father Aegeus by lifting the boulder [i.e. the burial mound] under which they had been hidden [that is to say buried]).
Hephaestus (lameness: soon after being born, his mother throws him into the sea from the top of Olympus, and he remains for nine years [time frame that indicates the symbolic gestation which will be followed by the initiatory rebirth] inside a cave [i.e. the burial mound] surrounded by water [i.e. the amniotic fluid]).
Zeus (in a myth his tendons of the feet are severed by Typhon).
Achilles (vulnerable only to the heel).

Theseus lifts the boulder:
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Achilles hit at the heel by the deadly arrow:
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They are all figures symbolically devoid of the femur (strictly associated with movement and thus with life) of the divine ancestor that will reincarnate in them, the bone that every child, during an ancestral initiatory ritual, had to retrieve from the hall deeper into the burial mound, the throne hall where was located the skeleton of the predecessor.

To note the fact that in Crete and Delos was held, at night in archaic times, a “dance of cranes” to which participated young boys and girls (the name given to the dance referred to the habit of cranes to stand on one leg): the dance had to imitate the path of the labyrinth from which Theseus came out after killing the Minotaur.

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Lastly, why not remember the famous lameness of the Devil, the result of the intentional distortion applied by the Christians to the divine figures of the child and of the reborn ancestor…

Valen

“Come death, dear death;
give me the answer to all riddles,
give me key and wand,
untie the knots of the world.

Why in death, my friend, and only in death?
Why do you dive into the river of forgetfulness?
Why in darkness, my friend, and only in darkness,
do you seek the friendly warmth of the light?

Let me open the closed room,
let me carve the hidden runes,
let me throw my spear,
into the malevolent chanter’s cold heart.

Why in death, my friend, and only in death?
Why do you dive into the river of forgetfulness?
Why in darkness, my friend, and only in darkness,
do you seek the friendly warmth of the light?

Death was here first.
Forgetfulness will always win.
Darkness gave birth to light.
What else do you want to know?

Death, dear death! Death, my death!
Forgetfulness has taken me.
Darkness surrounds me forever.
What else can I know?
Come death, dear death;
give me the answer to all riddles,
give me key and wand,
unlock the world’s locked doors.

Death was here first.
Forgetfulness will always win.
Darkness gave birth to light.
What else do you want to know?

Death, dear death! Death, my death!
Forgetfulness has taken me.
Darkness surrounds me forever.
What else can I know?”.

Spengler: about Science, Evolution, Modern Religions, Truth and the Press

“The unconscious nostalgia of every true science, which, let’s repeat it, exists only in the spirit of the men of a culture, is to understand, fathom and encompass the cosmic image of nature, it is not the measurement for itself. The numbers should always and exclusively be the keys of the mystery”.

“Nothing, better than the results of paleontology, serves to confute Darwin. On the basis of a simple probability calculation the fossils found should be valid as a series of evidences. Each of them should attest us a distinct evolutionary stage. There would be only <<transitional forms>>, there wouldn’t be limits and therefore not even true species. Well, we instead find completely fixed and unchanged forms in very long periods, forms that have not developed by adaptation but that have appeared suddenly in their definitive structure, that do not turn into others more suited to the environment but instead become increasingly rare and finally disappear, while other species, completely different, manifest themselves”.

“In all the special sciences, academic medicine and philosophy included, has existed a complete hierarchy with its popes, its ranks and dignities, with the university degree as an equivalent of the priestly ordination, with its sacraments and councils. The concept of <<secular>> is rigidly maintained and the priesthood extended to all believers is affirmed with zeal in the form of popular science, like in darwinism. The language of the learned was originally latin; in recent times special languages have been formed everywhere, which in some cases – for example in the domain of radioactivity or of the law of obligations – are intelligible only for those who received the superior orders of such new religions. There are creators of sects, like certain disciples of Kant and Hegel, there is an apostolate among the infidels like that of the monists, there are heretics like Schopenhauer and Nietzsche, there is the solemn excommunication and the Index librorum prohibitorum in the form of conspiracy of silence. There are some eternal truths, like the division of the subject of law in law of people and law of things; there are dogmas, like that of energy, of hereditariness; there is a rite of the quotation of the orthodox texts and there is a kind of scientific beatification”.

“We live in an age of unlimited trust in the omnipotence of reason. The great universal ideas of freedom, right, humanity, progress are sacred. The great theories are Gospels. Their persuasiveness is not based on principles, but on the sacramental chrism of the corresponding passwords. However their fascination is exerted among the population of the great cities and in the era of rationalism, of this <<religion of the educated people>>. On the peasant element those ideas don’t exert the slightest influence. On the city masses they exert it only for some time, but during this time almost in terms of a new revelation”.

“What is the truth? For the masses it is what one reads and hears continuously. Some poor naive can even sit at the table and gather principles in order to establish <<<the truth>>> – but this will remain his truth. The other truth, the public one of the moment, the one that only matters in the real world of action and success, today is a product of the press. What the press wants is true, who controls the press creates, transforms, changes the truth”.

“To the political press is also connected the diffusion of the general school education, that, completely absent in antiquity, hides the purpose of transforming the masses in objects of the party politics dominated by the power of the press”.

“Once we didn’t had the right to think freely; now we have it, but we can’t use it anymore. We think only what others want us to think and precisely this is felt as freedom”.

-Oswald Spengler

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I Will Come For You

“Under tortured skies from a land with no sun 
I will come for you
From seven points of darkness
Beyond the mountains and the ruins 
I will come for you 
Across the fields of rage and yearning 
With power in my hand 
I will return, I will return 

Once we had beauty our sun blazed in passion 
We lived alive 
Far from the reaching of closed minded preaching
We lived and died 

Now all in darkness we wait for the end, 
Hunted by men of the cloth 
Murder and torture, they rape and they slaughter 
Claiming the way of the cross 

Cast out from Eden baptized into treason 
With sightless eyes 
Lost clouds of reason, false hope burning season 
A godless lie 

Whose god is stronger, who’s made by its hand 
Primitive blood stains the sand 
Murder and torture they’re raping your daughter 
Drunk with the blood of the lamb 

Fair child of the desolation cry to me, 
Under stars that have died 
Under skies of pain we are born 
Yea we are born, forever we’ll be 
Oh my love I’ll defy death and meet on holy ground 

Under tortured skies from a land with no sun 
I will come for you
From seven points of darkness
Beyond the mountains and the ruins 
I will come for you 
Across the fields of rage and yearning 
With power in my hand 
I will return, I will return

Now like the sun, like the wind and the rain 
I’ll return like a storm, I will rise once again
Like the right hand of God I will strike from above 

Across the oceans of time I am called by your voice
I’ll return, I will return!!!”.

Spengler: about Modern Man, Traditional Man and the Historical Destiny of Woman and Man

“Instead of a world a city, a single point, in which is gathered the whole life of vast regions, while the rest becomes sterile; instead of a formed people, tied to its land, a new nomad, a parasite, the inhabitant of the big cities, the pure practical man without tradition, taken up in a formless and fluctuant mass, the irreligious, intelligent, sterile man, deeply adverse to the peasant and the landed gentry, that of the peasant is the highest form – this represents a giant step towards the inorganic, towards the end”.

“The metropolis means the cosmopolitanism in place of the <<homeland>>, the cold practical sense in place of the respect for what has been handed down and is matured, the scientistic irreligiosity as dissolution of the previous religious fervour, the <<society>> in place of the State, the natural rights in place of those acquired”.

“The last man of the metropolises doesn’t want to live anymore: as a type, as a mass, not as an individual; in this collective being the fear of death fades. What fills with a deep and inexplicable anguish the true peasant, that is the idea of the extinction of the family and the loss of the name, ceases now to have a meaning. The continuation of one’s own blood in the visible world is no longer felt as a duty for this blood, the destiny of being the last of a lineage is no longer felt as a tragedy. Not that today the possibility to beget children has vanished; if the offspring is missing is above all because the intelligence, come to an extreme strenghtening, no longer finds a reason for it. Transpose yourselves in the soul of the peasant that from primordial times lives in the same piece of land, namely that he bought it to unite himself to it with his blood. In such a land, he has roots as the grandson of his ancestors, and as the ancestor of the future grandsons. His home, his property: this here doesn’t mean a fleeting relation between the body and the goods for a brief period of time, but rather a lasting and inner relation between the eternal land and the eternal blood: only with this, only with the sedentarity in a spiritual sense the great seasons of the cycle of existence, the generation, the birth and death, obtain that metaphysical aura which symbolically fixes itself in the customs and in the religion of all the non-nomadic populations of the countryside”.

“The eternal policy of the woman is the conquest of the man, thanks to which she can become the mother of his children and thus be history, destiny and future. Instead the man, belonging essentially to the other history, wants to have a son as heir, as bearer of his blood and of his historical tradition”.

“However the eternal and secret policy of the woman, that brings us back at the beginnings of the animal kingdom, aspires to distract the man from his mission to bind him completely to the chain of generations, that is like saying to herself. Yet all that happens in the other history, in the male history, has the purpose of protecting and preserving this eternal history of generating and dying, call it what you want: fighting for the house and the hearth, for the woman and the son, for the ancestry, for the nation, for the future”.

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Thou Mayst In Mee Behold

“Scriptured in the features of your face, and in the hues of delicate
Which painteth thee with the colour of antique gold
Throughout dim and narrow lanes, aery surges of cold
Bring to mee my ancestor’s voice, whispering mysterious words

Tears of white wax many candles shed in solemn quiet
As I admire the romanic stone glowing like ardent embers
Beautiful stained-glass windows represent legends of yore
Thruh the rosette I behold the crescent moon in the enchanting violet of dusk

Shall I question the ancestral stars
And the earthly spirit of the mounts
Thruh the forest and its tangled boughs
Hear the distant echoes of the past…”.

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Spengler: about Time, History and Destiny

“Of every organism we know that its rhythm, its figure and duration and every expression of its life are determined by the qualities of the species to which it belongs. Of a thousand-year old oak none will think that its development is starting right now. From a caterpillar, that can be seen growing before our eyes, none will expect that it will continue to grow like this for years. In this regard everyone has the certain sensation of a limit, identical to the sensation of the inner form. But towards the history of the superior humanity, for what concerns the course of the future dominates an unbridled optimism, heedless of any data of both historical and organic experience, therefore everyone believes to be able to individuate in the contingency of today the <<beginnings>> of a linear and marvellous <<further evolution>>, not because it is scientifically proven, but only because corresponds to what is desired”.

“There is a youth and a senility in cultures, peoples, languages, truths, gods, landscapes – as there are young and old oaks and pines, flowers, branches and leaves”.

“Who doesn’t understand that this end is inevitable, who doesn’t understand that one must want either this or nothing, that one must love this destiny or despair of the future, of life, who doesn’t feel the greatness that also resides in this activity of mighty minds, in this energy and discipline of metallic natures, in this fight carried out with the most cold and abstract means, who indulges in the provincial idealism, in nostalgia for the lifestyle of past times – this person must renounce to understand history, to live history, to create history”.

“It’s all about realizing this situation, this destiny, and understanding it, because despite the illusions that we can create it is not possible to avoid it. Who can’t acknowledge this, can’t be counted among the men of his generation”.

-Oswald Spengler

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