There is a “culture war” raging across the United States and the whole of western civilization. We put “culture war” in quotes here for a very serious reason. Only one side in this conflict sees it as a “culture war.” They don’t see it as a civilization deciding conflict where everything they know and love are at stake. Rather, it’s a few steps down from a real conflict. No need for violence, no need for uproar. Keep it civil. No one needs to die over this. It’s a debate, nothing more.

The other side doesn’t see it as a culture war. For them, this is a Holy War with their very livelihoods at stake. Everything is on the table. If they don’t win, everything they see as good dies. This is a fight for survival for them. People on their side are willing to die to make sure they win. Now tell me, which side do you think is winning this “culture war?”

I don’t think it’s hard to figure out who is winning or which side is which. Majority or minority don’t really matter in this conflict either, so let’s not talk about numbers. There are mah times throughout history that seemingly “weaker” side comes out on top or gets their way. Rights shouldn’t be a part of the conversation either because rights only exist so far as you have the power to defend and fight for them. Getting into the weeds is a waste of your time as well. That’s what your enemy wants for you: to get stuck in the mud while they step over you towards victory. You have to whittle it down to what really matters in this “culture war.” Who wants it more? Who is better able to recruit people to fight and die for their cause?

The details don’t matter, what you believe doesn’t matter, if you cannot create religious fanatics to fight and die for your cause then your cause is worthless. Forget the whole religion thing. This isn’t about Christianity, it’s about religion in its true form. Religion is not Christianity, Islam, or whatever, religion, true religion, is how you choose to live your life. The side that is winning is filled with religious fervor. Their cause, no matter how absurd or demented you think it is, is being driven forward by zealots willing to die, to be martyred for their cause. You can debate all day and night about how ridiculous their cause is, but while you are debating the merits of their ideas, they are waging a Holy War against you.

The most intolerant are going to win. It’s almost a rule in nature. Of course, they don’t want to be known as intolerant. The enemy is intolerant, that’s why they are fighting. They are fighting for peace and love as they violently scream in your face and tell you that you must make sacrifices for foreigners who hate you. They are fighting and protecting for peace and love while spitting out some pretty horrific vitriol at the same time. This is a contradiction, of course. You could call it a “Holy Contradiction,” if you like, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is how fervent they are in achieving the higher goal of victory.

Contradictions and hypocrisy don’t matter. You are dealing with a side that doesn’t see reason. They are staring, directly in the eyes, what they believe is the ultimate evil. Hitlor reincarnated. They will not be bargained with. You don’t have to respect them. You don’t have to like them or see them as fellow countrymen, but you have to take seriously what they are saying and treat them how they should have been treated long ago.

One must consider how we got to this moment, but even more importantly, look at these two sides and what they are “fighting” for. “Progress” is the name of the game for the fanatics. They believe they are fighting for progress, for a better future. Their eyes are focused forward, towards their idea of heaven. They don’t see what you or I see is waiting for them at the end of their long journey. They see a green paradise. Where are our eyes focused? Where are we looking?

Yes, that’s right. Our eyes are not aimed forwards or upwards. Rather, we are looking to the past, at the glory of our ancestors. Wondering. Wondering where it all went wrong and how we could get it all back. There is no vision of heaven. No higher goal set. All we can see is the post-apocalyptic hellscape our enemies are going to achieve. The difference is stark and cannot be ignored.

With no vision, no higher aim or goal set, you will lose every time when faced with a zealous religious fanatic. Your enemy is looking for any and every chance to pull out ahead and seal the deal. Meanwhile, you are in your head trying to figure out how to stop things from going wrong and the things going wrong keep adding up without end. Lay out on top of this every single one of your allies are despairing at each and every bad headline that gets tossed out there. What is that saying from the Greks? “Phobos rules the battlefield.” Fear and panic is not a bad descriptor of our side. Fear and panic for likes and subscribes is what this has all come down to.

No, you do not win this way. You must have a grand vision for your tribe. A vision so powerful that it drives your people to extreme passions. The vision must be undeniable. It has to bury itself deep into the soul of your people. And we do not have this vision. What does the world look like after we win? What are your people fighting to achieve? What is your green paradise?

The how will reveal itself when you have found your why.

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Do you remember seeing the ocean for the first time? The immensity of the sea is a humbling experience. The sheer power and force before you. Water further than your eyes can see. Hell, it even looks like you can see the curvature of the earth from your vantage point. Could you imagine what it must have been like for the first explorers and pioneers who set out across the sea? They didn’t know what they would find, if anything at all.

How would they prepare for such a voyage? How much food and supplies would they need? How would the ship have to be designed to withstand the journey? We know about the voyages that succeeded, but how many more failed that we don’t even know about? Most Americans, I believe, have a yearning for the frontier. A yearning to experience what their ancestors must have experienced when they came to the new world. They may even feel that smothering oppression their ancestors must have felt before they made that decision to leave to an unknown land. But of course, there are missing steps in between.

Most settlers knew about the new world before they arrived. They were attracted to the idea of a new beginning in this“new world.” But the men who first embarked on this voyage to see what was out there were the men of true bravery and daring. They were the real pioneers. Men who wanted to see just how far they could throw the spear of mankind. I bring up this topic as sort of a prelude to what we must really talk about: the real and final frontier, the great beyond itself: space.

Many on our side have this idea of recolonizing somewhere like Africa, believing that would revitalize our pioneer spirit. I’m not so sure about this. I’m not convinced that there are still frontiers left here on the earth. There are milestones most definitely. Milestones that will have to be achieved before men could truly venture into the great beyond. None of these milestones are nice and kind, but they are necessary if you want to commit to space exploration — not that any of these so-called experts would admit to what must be done. You need only to see how mankind has evolved so far to get an idea of what you will have to do to enter this great beyond, if it even possible.

There is a great cynicism that has taken over our people. This cynicism is greater and more terrible than anyone believes it is. It is antithetical to the American ideal and pioneer spirit. If you look back to the character of the early Americans, you will not find cynicism. You will find me who believed themselves destined to conquer this new world. This new world given to them by God. They were the chosen. Destiny had decided. They believed the time ahead of them would be better than the time they were in. God had a plan for them.

There is great power in belief. It lends a heavy hand to the survival instinct and allows man to go beyond mere survival. It gives man the opportunity to leave his mark on the world. It allowed our ancestors to carve out an empire out of the new world from nothing. You are not going into space without it. Now, this isn’t throwing my hat in with one religion or another, but as Pindar said, “custom is the lord of everything.” There is an American metaphysics and Americans are most adapted to it and it will remain ingrained into our very cores until something superior takes its place.

The bare minimum a man must have is this belief, and despite everything, optimism over cynicism. No doubt this is the most challenging obstacle in our path because belief is being stomped out of everything with a merciless fury by the enemies of mankind. Without it, there is no hope. The great beyond is a frontier like no other. The ultimate frontier. It is damn near impossible to comprehend what it will take for man to separate himself from the earth. There is a secret fear we must consider if we want to attempt this legendary feat.

Can man live beyond the earth?

There is a real possibility that man is a parasite and he cannot live beyond the earth. He is some fungus born from the earth and forever bound there for a multitude of reasons. Think about all the reasons why man was born from the earth and try to find some other world that can meet all these needs. I am no scientist and I will likely miss all the reasons why man cannot live beyond the earth, but here are a few. Space is a void. Man cannot live beyond live for about thirty seconds without a special suit to stop all the air from being stripped from his body. Add in the extreme temperatures found in space.

If somehow, you can overcome the need to breathe or maintain a certain body temperature, how will you deal with the deadly radiation emitted from stars? Now, within those three things there are subsets of minimal conditions that must be met for human life to simply exist. How will you prepare for the journey to the nearest planet scientists believe can sustain human life? Proxima Centauri B is located four light years away. Talking about light years is difficult because the distances cannot be fathomed. Maybe a good indicator of what kind is to think about the Voyager 1 which was launched in 1977. This probe has travelled further than any other manmade device. It’s been in interstellar space for forty-nine years and in those forty-nine years, do you know how far the Voyager has travelled? It has travelled 15.8 billion miles from the earth. Do you know what this distance is in light years? About one light day. Yes, day, not year.

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“beauty no accident,” nietzsche tells us in his book, Twilight of the Idols and goes on to say later in the aphorism, “everything good is an inheritance.” i revisited this passage from nietzsche after listening to old carribean rhythms show. a lot of discourse found online these days is a complete waste of time, through and through. there is nothing redeeming about any of it. your time is better spent elsewhere. almost everything you come across in the “discourse,” is superfluous. it ain’t going to improve how you or others live your lives, rather it will drag you down into the mud and keep you there until any kind of legacy you could have had is dust in the wind. you will lose yourself for absolutely nothing.

i encourage you to read this aphorism by nietzsche, let it sink in because our kin have been off course for generations now and it is little surprise how quick the wheels start to fall off. now, no one, and i mean no one, can predict when and where the ride ends. maybe it’s too late and the best you can do is be the thoroughbred oswald spengler talks about and man your post like the soldier found at pompeii, but maybe it’s not. maybe all that’s required is reteaching your kin who they are and what it means to run an empire because that is what we have here. i have seen a lot of talk in the past how the empire hates its own people and maybe it does, but the original conception of the state wasn’t meant for yours or my wellbeing. we go back again to nietzsche who believed the purpose of the state was to create military genius and only those of such genius should be able to harness the power of the state to use towards their own ends. maybe this isn’t what you want to hear, maybe you want to change the state so that it takes care of your people, but i would ask: how long till such a state disappears into oblivion? the state was the natural creation of men trying to survive in nature and any course that doesn’t involve the domination of your enemies and supremacy of your tribe over all others, you aren’t taking advantage of the evolutionary system your ancestors put in place for the wellbeing of your tribe.

it ain’t enough to simply want to survive, to want more for your people. it ain’t enough. your mind must focus in on what matters before nature and nature’s god: victory. victory is the only thing that matters. winning is the only rule found in nature. how far have our people fallen to the standards laid out by nietzsche in twilight of the idols? hell, let’s start with his first rule: “nobody must ‘let themselves go,’ not even when he is alone.” damn near everyone has already failed and we haven’t even gotten to the meat and potatoes of his aphorism.

unfortunately, it doesn’t get any better from there. “everything good is an inheritance.” nietzsche laid out a brutal truth no one wants to face today. in fact, the entire subject is forbidden in normal discourse. yet, it shows up again and again in the writings of the ancients we based our entire civilization around. from homer to plato, the greks wrote about the importance of excellence and good breeding. make no mistake, our people have gone far off course. the dominion of the new world was a reset that put our people back on the right path, but there have been many bad decisions since then.

the blackest pill you can find in this thing of ours is the confirmation of what nietzsche says in this passage and nietzsche is not the only who has said it. how many ancient authors do you hear talk about the subject of breeding? it was a thought that formed in my mind even before scouring through so many(too many) books when I started my own “education.” what if you can’t change your nature? what if it’s become a part of what’s in the blood. despair all ye who enter here.

how may generations have “let themselves go?” how many lost the path? there is so much hatred is there toward the state today because it doesn’t care how far we have fallen. it’s purpose is to win on the world stage and secure its place within nature. the state isn’t at fault, it’s we who have abandoned the weapon that conquered the world. now, i have no doubt many will read this and say i don’t know what i’m talking about. it’s ok, i don’t expect many to catch on, after all nietzsche said this about the state, “all other citizens are in the dark about what nature intends for them with their state instinct, and follow blindly; only those who stand outside this know what they want from the state, and what the state ought to grant them”

the problems we face today cannot be solved in one, two, or ten election cycles. hell, you aren’t going to vote your way out of this. any people looking to leave their mark on the world must have a higher goal set. a goal their tribe sets out to achieve before anything else and a solid plan of using the state(or perhaps, whatever is the next step in man’s evolution). without it, they are a ship lost at sea at the mercy of nature’s cruel holiness. right now, there isn’t even a working definition of who the tribe is, let alone a higher goal to strive for. the only ones who get to decide are the few nietzsche spoke about. those who stand on the outside of the state, and not only know what they want out of the state, but can demonstrate the sovereignty to take it.

it is easy to get caught up in all the useless bullshit you find online and the normal political discourse. the discourse is done so well that you see everyone under the sun trying to influence the discourse, to be some kind of expert, when they’re all just slaves to the men who actually decide. the men who know what they want from the state and have secured the means of using the state to achieve those ends. many want to flee from the state and these people are weak. they will never rule. they will never hold power. you shouldn’t listen to them.

what many forget is that they are still citizens of the strongest empire in the world. yes, all the doom and gloom is true. our people have let themselves go. they don’t know what they want or even who is “us.” most don’t even know who is on their side in this conflict. many have accepted traitors into their midst. many more are consumed by a deep loneliness because of what’s happened to their people. you must remember what nietzsche say, “good things are exceedingly costly,” and more importantly, “everything good is an inheritance.”

it is within you to get back on the course, but it doesn’t change how the generations who came before you botched their birthright. the best we can hope for is to get back on the path, no matter how “imperfect” (as it wasn’t something born to us) it is. it may very well be beyond our grasp to reclaim the greatness of our ancestors, but there is always the fighting chance. no matter how things may look from your viewpoint, you are a part of the strongest empire in the world. your people are still the ones securing that sovereignty. look upon the ranks of our warriors. the vast majority of them are kin. they are well over represented in the military of a “multicultural” empire.

it’s well within the realm of possibility that our people will retake the reins of the state and do what we should have done decades ago, but that reality will become less and less likely as time goes on unless a total course correction is implemented as soon as possible. otherwise, we will suffer the fate of all those who “let themselves go.”

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Many cry foul at this culture of ours. The country of our birth has turned against its own Founding Stock. The enemy seemingly holds all the keys to all the doors. Power is firmly in their grasp. Many claim that the way of our fathers was superior. They ran a better society. It is true that our fathers built the foundation of this new empire, but the welfare of our race is long forgotten by this current regime. It would be better just to replace Americans with a more manageable population imported from the third world.

There are many ways to look at this predicament. Was it brought on by the guilt of our ancestors? Was some hidden hand to blame? Are we being undermined by a competing race? The online world has become a refuge for the western races. Behind online code names our kin complain about this hostile regime. They try their hand at online “activism,” or try to find some grift to at least lift themselves out of the hell created for Real Americans. No one seems to know the answer to our problems. No one seems to know the path out of hell. Most find pieces to the puzzle and believe that if they could just get the entire race on board, our problems will fix themselves.

Others try to save their kin from hardship. They blow the whistle on Human Resources representatives throwing out applications from the American Founding Stock or looking for ways to not hire our kin. They see academia taking similar actions and urge Americans to not give these corporations or institutions our business. The military, which seemed to avoid the cultural shift for so long, even seems to be turning against the Founding Stock. Those who have seen this turn for the worse speak out against this evil and encourage their kin to stay away from all of it. Don’t even play their game. “Don’t go to college.” “Don’t enlist.” “Learn a trade!” They say.

I believe these people have the best interests of their people in their minds as they make these remarks, but you must understand that these people are misguided. They are unknowingly helping the enemy cause. They are marching our race to the slaughterhouse. Theirs isn’t a way to victory. They think that by abandoning these institutions, by removing their “superior” ability from these institutions, that it will come crashing down. And when it does, the enemy will either come begging for our help again or they will be made “conquerable.” These are pipe dreams founded in the same fantasyland of our enemies are trying to manifest into this world.

Those that forget the Golden Path, those that forget the law of nature, will find themselves at nature’s mercy. And nature is unforgiving. The moment you drift too far from the path, nature sows the seeds of your destruction. You must burn into your mind this quote from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, “Nature knows no pause in progress and development, and attaches her curse on all inaction.” What many of our frens online are suggesting is inaction. They are telling you the game is rigged and you must opt out of the game. But there is no opting out of nature.

You take their recommendations as “the way,” and you will have voluntarily surrendered not only power, but the entire field to your enemies. When it comes to pointing fingers, the enemy will point at you and what will you be able to do in your defense? What our kin online are suggesting is the way of the Kulaks. The Kulaks took the brunt of the force from the Soviet regime. Is that what you want for your life or the life of your descendants? Some may attack these conclusions by talking about how they are building their own tribe, taking advantage of the 2nd Amendment, and making sure they’re raising their children to be stronger(to allegedly make the moves they wouldn’t dare to do themselves).

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This is admirable, but misguided. You will never take power if you abandon power. You’re putting you and your kin at the mercy of your enemies. The steps described above are half measures easily overcome by the people that hate you. You can point at the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq as examples of how guerrilla warfare can work. How Americans will simply outlast their enemies. But this is not a fair comparison. Your enemies will not treat you as they did the middle easterns. They actually hate you and if the situation gets that dire for the American Founding Stock, they will find themselves outnumbered and outgunned by legions of foreigners who hate them.

The US military in Afghanistan and Iraq had one armed strapped behind its back. Our kin in the military did not have free rein to conquer their opponents. They were made to believe that the peoples they fought were a small minority of terrorists holding hostage peoples who just wanted liberal democracy. Historically, you had to be able to kill off at least 30% of the enemy’s fighting age males to get victory. Our military was told not to fire unless fired upon, that most Afghanis or Iraqis were oppressed by small number of terrorists. That if you simply cut off the heads of the snakes, victory would be ours. You know what happened and you know that isn’t the truth. Why would you apply it to our situation?

Do you not doubt that this renegade regime would pull out all the stops to take out an insurrection of the Founding Stock. Do you think they would care about civilian casualties? If they did not want the land, there would be no doubt that nukes would be used. “Well, so what,” our online fren might argue. We are better, superior. Human history is OUR history. Almost everything of value in human history was accomplished by our ancestors. There’s no chance in hell that a US military with foreigners will eradicate the Founding Stock, amirite?

War, like nature, continues to progress. It knows no rest. It continues to grow more complex. This is not the barbaric age of swords and shields. War is immensely complex and a people that abandon it, will be conquered by the ones who don’t. You can argue all day and night about how we are better, how we are superior, but nature demands that you compete. You stop competing, you give your enemies an opening. Sure, maybe they aren’t as smart as we are, but that’s ok, they will have the numbers and funding to overcome anything you and yours could put forward. The US military is the best in the world until proven otherwise.

If it came to our online fren’s pipe dream fantasy of civil war II, what makes you think we would have any chance? Yeah, you have the 2nd Amendment, but how many own tanks or jets? How many have the logistics or funding to compete with US military budget? There is a powerful book on the first US Civil War written by John Keegan called The American Civil War, that I encourage you to read. The South was united in their cause. They have none of the racial hang ups our kin have today. They knew they belonged to a race. They had the superior warriors. Hell, they had the superior leadership. The Confederate fighting force was revered by generations of Americans to come for their valiant struggle against the Union. But they still lost.

How the South lost the Civil War was best explained by Keegan. All the infrastructure in the United States was in the north. The North controlled the seas around the states. The vast majority of the population was also in the north. On top of this, the north enlisted vast numbers of immigrants and blacks to fight on the frontlines. The North made many mistakes that drew the war out for as long as it did, but the reality was the North was fighting with one arm behind its back. If the South put up a better fight, the North would have simply used its other arm. Victory was never in the cards and many of the Confederate generals understood this.

Do not be seduced by pipe dreams. Our kin today are even more disorganized. Most have forgotten the healthy race instincts required to thrive in nature. Almost none of our kin have the knowledge or power to compete with the enemy. We have no infrastructure, no concept of logistics, no organization, no solidarity. A US military ran by foreigners would roll over the American Founding Stock in this scenario put forth by our online activists.

As Nietzsche said in his early essay on the Greks, “Power gives the first right.” You cannot abandon power and expect to win. Our ancestors built the foundation of this new world empire. They did not have what it’s become in mind when they were creating it. The institutions can still work for Americans. Granted, you will not get the easy road presented to the foreigners coming into the country today, but nature demands that you compete for power. You may abhor what this empire has become, but it is still YOUR empire. Its fate and how it will be remembered will be in the hands of those who TAKE.

However, grotesque the empire has become, it is still the empire of the American Founding Stock. The only path is to wrestle it from our enemies. There is no other way. There will be no Balkanization, the empire would not willingly allow this and even in the rare chance it happened, the American Founding Stock is woefully unprepared. They hold very little power in their own country. At least half of our race believe we are evil and deserve to die out. The odds are stacked against Americans, but the path cannot be to run and hide. Once you start running, they will never let you stop.

You must compete for power.

Certainly, your enemies will look to derail you wherever they can, but so what? Say what you will about the US military, it’s made up primarily of Real Americans. So if you’re thinking about relocating to somewhere more of your kin are, there is no better option. The military is still one of the few places that care about merit. Sure, you cannot be the racist right wing bodybuilder you are online, you must show WISDOM. There’s this idea that when you enlist, you are sent to Israel to kiss the wall and then shipped off to some foreign slaughterhouse. How much of this is true and how much of it is cowardice? If you look at casualty numbers from World War II on, the numbers go down significantly.

You are less likely to die than your ancestors. As I mentioned earlier, modern warfare is immensely complex, so you can go into the military and not be in a combat arms role, if that’s what you are worried about. Our people need to be on the cutting edge of warfare, on the frontier itself, if we want to survive. The military does TAKE, but you can also TAKE from the military. You will learn skills you won’t learn anywhere else. The military will pay you to learn these skills and you will get benefits for your service. Three years gets your college paid for and the ability to buy a house. You will get connections that might lead you in directions none of our kin are talking about: the deep state and the military industrial complex, for example.

The deep state and the military industrial complex have this X-Files-like mystique to them ever since Eisenhower warned us about them after the Second World War. The reality is that you need to do more. He who does more, is worth more. Anyone can enlist or commission, but how much more can you do? Can you get yourself into positions of power? Can you get yourself into elite units like the 75th Ranger Regiment or the Navy SEALs? Are able to make connections and get into the deep state or military industrial complex? Life ain’t about paying bills and dying. Make your mark on the world. The way we act now would be the equivalent of the colonists never rebelling because the British Empire was too strong or never venturing out into the frontier because of the danger of Indian raids. He who dares, conquers.

The world belongs to those who TAKE power. If you want to see your sons do better than you, you must set the example. If you run and hide, how could you expect your children to be any different? The WILL to win is something sorely missing in our race and it falls upon us to embody it again. We who know have the duty to pick up the sword. Never forget Nietzsche’s words: POWER gives the first right. MIGHT makes right.

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Just as ancient men worshipped the hearth fire above any God, we Aryan races look to the Ancient Greeks as the foundation of our civilizations. For the ancestors, the discovery of fire changed the world. We very much underestimate the importance of fire to the dominion of man. Our ancestors did not. Each kept a lit fire in their homes. A fire they swore never to let die out. The dying out of the hearth fire meant the dying out of a bloodline. The first thing King Agamemnon did upon returning home from the Trojan War, even before paying tribute to Zeus and The Gods, was to go before his hearth fire and perform his family’s secret rites.

We learn about the Ancient Greeks in school. Of all human history beyond our own history, to spend that valuable time on the Greeks is significant. There is an argument to be made, however, that we worship the wrong aspects of the Ancient Greeks. Much time is spent talking about the philosophers and their ideas. Plato and Socrates take the forefront of this education. The Socratics, however, were a minority faction among the Greeks. They were not trusted by the Greeks themselves. Philosophy was synonymous with tyranny. The philosophers, it was believed, plotted to take over the city-states. And the Greeks were likely correct in their suspicions when you realize there is an esoteric reading of Plato’s writings.

An important question must be asked. Why do we admire the Ancient Greeks? Your teachers would probably answer that we admire them for the creation of democracy and invention of philosophy. The popular understanding in both by general educators being rudimentary at best. If you ask sensitive young men, the answers will be much different. They may bring up hoplite warfare, the rise of Alexander, or the myths about Greek heroes. So while the work of Plato and Socrates maybe shouldn’t be ignored, it shouldn’t be the focus of any overview of the Ancient Greek, especially when you understand that Socratics themselves were a small, distrusted minority at the decline of their heroic age.

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If you want to get closer to understanding these people we admire so much, who’s glory is as dear to our hearts as those of the Romans, both of whom have influenced the foundation of every Aryan civilization since, you need to understand what they actually believed. What was their true nature? To know the Ancient Greeks better, you do not read Plato, you read Homer and Pindar. From them, you see the emphasis on excellence, which meant excelling at both war and council, and the devotion to The Gods. There is a powerful religious feeling to be read in Homer and Pindar, but it’s often missed because the readers don’t understand the full meaning. The reason why almost every attempt at reviving the Pagan faiths fail is because all these false prophets don’t understand the religions they are trying to revive. There is much evidence about what the ancients believed, but the pieces are never put together.

How many people understand that for the ancient Aryan races — our ancestors — that when a relative died, they became a God? Do you understand what this means? The ancients believed that when one of their own died, they did not go far from their body. They went underground and remained close to the hearth fire. Their surviving family were tasked with leaving them a plate of food, otherwise the God would starve and get angry, haunting its relatives. The religious beliefs varied from family to family. Religion was decentralized, unlike the universalist religions of today. Religion was something “of the blood.” A woman who married, was banished from the religion of her father and inducted into the religion of her husband.

At the center of these religions was the hearth fire. The hearth fire was God, and for these men, the highest God. It was fire that kept them alive. Fire that kept them warm. Fire that reminded man of his own father who had most assuredly had taught the man to make his own fire. Fire that gave them supremacy over their enemies. Fire was the emblem of mankind’s mastery over nature. The fire could never go out.

What then of the pantheons of Gods that most associate with the Greek religion? The Gods were not seen as most people imagine Gods today. Zeus stood at the center with his unconquerable hand holding the thunderbolt. He was stronger than all the Gods combined. All the other Gods such as Ares, Athena, or Apollo could be seen as founders of clans that were brought together over time. Greek tribes would trace their lineage back to these Gods. The POWER of generation is not to be underestimated. Bloodline was very important to the Ancient Greeks as was selective breeding. It was a point of pride to be able to trace your lineage back to the generation of the Gods. The great Achilles boasted of his own blood being traced back to Zeus as he slaughtered Trojans upon the river Scamander. All Greeks attested to their generation by whose son they were(Peleus’ son, Achilles, for example).

The Gods were more than these divine beings. It was commonly believed that the men who came before them were better. There is a saying you find in Homer’s Iliad over and over again, “men such as they are now.” Nestor speaks to this truth as the oldest and wisest amongst the Greek host of how the men he fought beside in his youth were superior men to those of the Trojan War. This sort of view of the world persists even today. How often do we talk about how better prior generations were and how the latest generation pales in comparison? This is what the Greek Fire means to western civilization. Each race tries to live up to their glory. To the glory of the ancestors.

Now this assertion may anger those who hold different religious beliefs, say someone who believes in Odin and the Norse pantheon or a Christian. A Norse Pagan may argue that he must believe in Odin and Thor over Zeus because it is “in their blood.” His ancestors didn’t worship Zeus or Hercules, they were of a different race. To this, it’s vital to remember that all the western races share the same origins. It’s said that we all descend from one man who lived some fourteen thousand years ago. There is also an entire field called comparative mythology which shows how all the Aryan religions are similar and can be traced back to an origin point. There are, however, important asterisks to be clarified in this assertion.

Religion for our ancestors was decentralized. Each family or clan had different rites from the family or clan next to it. A God named Hercules in one city was not seen as the same God as a Hercules from a different city. Over time, perhaps to make easier on modern minds, the myths were centralized and these ideas vanished. Eventually, Christianity itself took over in the end, but we will get to Christianity later. I believe that if you want to revive the Warrior Religion of our ancestors, adapting the Greek religion is the best course to realize the goal — even if you can’t trace your blood back to the Ancient Greeks. What we know from the Norse is very fragmented and much of what we know came from Christians who wrote down their ways.

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If you examine the Norse religion, you realize that it confusing and difficult to understand. From a comparative mythology standpoint, Odin doesn’t align with Zeus as the Sky Father and King of The Gods. Odin matches linguistically with Hermes. Zeus, linguistically, matches with the God, Tyr who is scarcely mentioned in the myths that came down to us. Other Germanic people put Thor at the head of their pantheon. For some, Odin is a Solar Sky Father, in others, he is a dark God who walks in the shadows and betrays men as necessary. Applying the decentralized aspect of the Old Ways I described above, it’s easy to explain what happened.

The old religions were decentralized. Different from clan to clan. As they expanded and moved to new areas from their relatives, the rites changed, naturally, as memory is a fickle thing. Some Germanic tribes were broken by the Romans. Some owe their survival to Odin who guided them to safety. Tyr had failed the tribes, so they put their faith in Odin. The tribes that became auxiliaries to the Roman legions saw Odin as this Solar War God. Those who weren’t as lucky, saw Odin as a trickster God who was known to betray them. When Christianity started to take hold, it was the Odin cults who were the first to “convert.”

I can understand the attachment to the Norse religion, but I believe what is left to us is fundamentally broken and not conducive to a people who would make themselves MASTERS. How broken was the aristocracy of these tribes? How many times were these tribes forced from their lands? Made to relocate under duress. It’s no wonder that their Gods are SCARRED. We already know how Christianity felt about aristocracy. But with the Ancient Greeks we find a kept record of what it meant to elite. To be an aristocrat. Once you understand how the Greek faith really functioned, the powerful works of Homer and Pindar become synonymous with the Bible for the Aryan races.

A race cannot thrive without a competent aristocracy. One who’s interested are inline with the people it rules, unlike the modern elite who act as a parasitic mass focused only on short term gain…their gain. It is only in the Greeks that we get the blueprint of ancestors. The Greek Fire cannot be allowed to go out. There is much argument to be made against this. First there will be words, but later on, the blood and RIGHT ARMS of our enemies will be demanded. Covert now while there is still hope in saving your bloodline.

This world of ours is a fake world, disconnected from nature and its creator. How many around us don’t even know how the world really works? How many wander without aim or purpose for their life? A man’s life must have purpose. How many are spoon fed a bullshit story about the “meaning of life?” How many suffer in silence for their failure to PURSUE their purpose? Do you even understand why are you here? Do you understand what your purpose is? What your one life was made for?

Some believe in the Christian God, in the “savior” who died on the cross. Others try to remember the religion of their ancestors, the old pantheons, the old Gods. Others still, believe in no Gods. Some worship the black as their God, others the gay. Still others, worship an idea of endless…progress. They believe the world will rumble forwards, always progressing. When signs of “regression” rear their ugly heads, they throw temper tantrums and demand the return of “progress.”

None of these people have the true answers. All of them HIDE in the shadows. AFRAID of who they truly are. So afraid of their nature, they engage in escapist fantasies. Some create false worldviews to help them sleep at night. Others distract their minds in activities such as watching television, playing games, and the like. These things may touch on what their soul really needs, but they are simply shadows to hide their soul from the truth. Very few stumble upon these primordial truths. Very few live the lives they were made for. So much wasted potential. We, as a species, should have been multi-planetary by now.

With what little we know about the universe, you would think our expedition into the last frontier would be generations old by our time. This world of ours will die at some point. The sun will die. If we can’t move beyond the earth, then our story ends. The legacy dies. Few want to face these realities. There is no courage to be found among our current leaders. Stagnation is the kill signal of a species.

Survival is the ultimate ideology. Without survival, you cannot have anything worth having. Survival itself demands savage decisions. It demands excellence. It demands a race impose itself on all others for the sake of its survival and prosperity. It demands that you be the best. Better than the rest. That you stand atop the food chain. The head of the hierarchy. Without this, you breathe on borrowed time.

The universe has many secrets it has yet to let go of. Only our conquest may yield these secrets. There is little we do know. Race, for example, contains the greatest bonds of fellowship. None stronger than the bonds of blood between family. Race itself is the extension of this kinship. In the world I walk today, I do not see my kin. I see foreigners from all kinds of different lands. Where I do see my kin, I see old and broken husks of men. I am American. Not American in how most of the world sees American. American by blood. By race. My ancestors mastered this new world. They mastered the frontier. But somewhere along the way, they lost the path. It is unknown if my race will ever recover. Perhaps, it’s time is done. But my bloodline will continue. It must. It’s already overcome so much.

The group of races my people descend from is best called the Aryans. The word Aryan itself meant the nobles. These races were founded by WARRIOR BROTHERHOODS and these brotherhoods called themselves by how they viewed their kingships. They were kings, nobles, the courageous, the best. They called themselves the light haired, as the people they conquered had dark hair. They were what the Greks called aristocracies. The aristocracy’s meaning has changed in our time, warped, but to the Greks and the other Aryan races, aristocracy meant rule by the BEST.

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Unlike what we associate with kingship and aristocracy today, being a king or an aristos to our ancestors meant that you were along the best of your tribe or clan. When push came to shove, your race’s survival fell upon you and the other aristos. How many understand that the Iliad’s heroes were not just simple soldiers? They were all kings and princes of their races. What would it take for our world to return to such an aristocracy? What would it take to bring back the age of heroes?

There is MUCH work to be done. Perhaps, more than any one lifetime. What would it take to get our people’s minds unfucked by this modern world? What would it take for them to see their purpose before nature and nature’s God. To have men with certainty and purpose in their eyes again. To now what they are here for. The Great Work made manifest. That is what we work towards.

The great problem of our time are the false religions and gods that plague the minds of our people. The false faiths that steer a man away from his purpose. That lead the herds toward the slaughterhouse. The sinister voices telling them that there is no purpose to our existence. That it is suffering for the sake of suffering and as such, we must discard the bonds given to us by nature and nature’s God. Let our races lose their distinctions. To melt together…into what? Into nothing? Into what the great orator, Jonathan Bowden deemed a “civilization of ants.” Made only to pay bills and die in service to this kingdom of darkness.

And how many try to fight this darkness? How many try to revitalize the religion of their ancestors to stand against these false gods? Christian and Pagan alike do this, but they exist as two sides of the same coin. They try to preserve the culture of their faiths while letting the purpose of men be forgotten. Their like can only be one of escapist fantasies of traditionalism. This will help or save no one. You cannot try to revitalize the OLD WAYS, but ignore their most important principle: MIGHT IS RIGHT. It’s not enough to try and believe in the Old Ways without understanding that going out to grow a farm with a big family helps no one if you do not OWN the land, if you do not MASTER THE SPACE around you. Your ancestors knew this. They were conquerors. They didn’t just paint their faces and pray to Wotan in the woods. They IMPOSED their wills on their neighbors. They BROKE their neighbors’ wills.

The law of nature reigns over this universe. It’s inescapable. If your ways don’t factor in the CONQUEST of all who might oppose you, if they don’t prove themselves superior to your competition, then they are DEAD WAYS. That is the way of the world. I do not fault a man from trying to honor his ancestors, but if you are unwilling to compete in nature, to PROVE the rightness of the Old Ways, you might as well be shaming them. You cannot make the ways of your ancestors the law of the land without the climbing of the mountain of power, without victory over your enemies. Victory — or POWER as Friedrich Nietzsche said — gives the first right.

But the Old Ways are important. They are worth knowing. Worth internalizing into your very being. So perhaps, we will speak on them. MOST who try to decipher the myths fall into the trap described above. They fall into escapism, believing if they only emulate the lifestyle of the ancestors, without doing any of the dirty work, they will somehow continue their greatness. There is no escaping the fight. You have to fight. To refuse is to make yourself thrall to someone else’s will.

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MOST who look into these faiths set their eyes on what they see is the power of the religion. For Christians, it’s recognizing that Christ died on the cross and that asking forgiveness for their sins gets their soul saved by the Almighty God. Pagans might pay special attention to their Pantheon and do their best to properly honor these Gods. Maybe it’s the creation and worship of idols which promised to give its worshipper powers. This is not the correct approach to faith.

Our ancestors put great power in the idea of fate. It didn’t matter the religion, Pagan or Christian, Destiny becomes the foremost concern. In the Pagan religions, Destiny is the ultimate decider. Destiny is greater than even the Gods. Destiny takes the shape of the Norns in the Nordic religion or the Moirai in the Grek. Three women who measure and cut the lives of mortal men and Gods. For Christians, God takes this role. Many of the Protestant sects, our ancestors, who settled the new world believed that God had decided and they were among the CHOSEN to carry out His will. The new world was given to them to forge the New Zion.

What is interesting about our ancestors’ conception of Destiny is it appears limiting to our modern eyes. How could such great men believe in fate when it appeared they CHOSE to live glorious lives? How can we moderns, who are not tied down to this idea of fate, appear chained down by it? Our ancestors believed hard in a man’s preordained DESTINY, but lived like they believed in choice. WE believe in choice, but live like we are shackled by fate. What a conundrum we find ourselves in. Fate to moderns appears outdated, confining. WE are in charge of our own Destiny, yet we do not act like we are. Everything is out of grasp. Seemingly unobtainable because we were not born a certain way, did not take the necessary actions.

Fate vs. choice is a philosophical debate fought over EVEN today. It’s an argument not unlike the mythical which came first: the chicken or the egg? Most moderns would lean towards choice. Rebellious by nature, they don’t want to buy into the idea that they are not in control of their life and in their conceit, they do not take control of their lives. The ancients are more wise in their assessment of Destiny. There is a mind-play not apparent when you believe you have a choice vs. when you believe it’s all been decided. You’re forced to look at the bigger picture and that is why our ancestors accomplished what they did and why we pale in comparison.

You are weak. Your mind is prone to make poor choices. Worse choices still, when you believe you are in control of your Destiny. If you can step back and believe like your ancestors did, that your fate is decided before you are even born, you are forced to confront hard truths. Was it decided that you would amount to nothing? Was it decided that you do nothing? Is this really the fate God planned for you? It triggers disgust, disbelief. You’re forced to face the hard truths. Will you accept this? Or will you venture out into the world to make your mark?

It cannot be, you tell yourself. It cannot be that God had laid out your life as it is now. He had a plan for you. That is what the men who believe in Destiny are forced to confront. And it is a powerful thought. A powerful truth. It cannot be that you are born into this world for nothing and so you are forced to act. Forced to confront the reality that you will die. And what deeds will have you done before the end? What will you have accomplished? This truth alone is enough to light the fire in a man’s soul.

What are you here for? Did God really put you here to pay bills and die? Were you not made for something more? Many claim they DON’T KNOW why they are here. They don’t know what their purpose is. It brings some great grief. Why would their parents birth them into this world? Others keep their suffering silent. All of them do KNOW their purpose, their Destiny, but they have buried that truth deep within them and convinced themselves that truth must remain buried. That to give into it is to give in to some perceived evil.

For all the gifts science has given mankind, it pales in comparison to the memories of the blood. Maybe your father didn’t teach you these lessons, but you knew them once — in the blood. Without the guidance of family, your body knows what to do. There are stories of children being lost in the wilderness for days, to be found later still alive. You knew the truth. You only chose to ignore it. And by ignoring it, you introduced sickness into your soul. Your body will do everything it can to get back you back on the path. It will manifest in a myriad of different ways. Depression, escapism, and more. Listen to the body. It will get you back on the path.

The answer could be as simple as what did you want to be as a kid? Your mind was truer then. Unburdened by all the bullshit and conditioning of the modern age. Unburdened by the unrealistic expectations of family who had as much an idea about how the world works as you do now. That little truth you had a kid, however unrealistic it is to you today, is what you have to do. It is your Destiny and you will know no peace until you work towards it. Be unrelenting.

Race has become a muddied word. Almost everyone thinks they know what a race is, but the definition itself has “evolved” overtime to our detriment.

In our time, race has devolved into colors. White vs. black vs brown. There are fanatics telling me about the power of the white race. Ninnies telling me about the supposed evils of whiteness, the virtues of “people of color.”

I take much flack for speaking out against white. It’s not that I hate the white races or that I’m jewish(lol, yes this is what they say about me), but I speak out for a very specific reason.

There is no heritage in white. No history. No people the whites would classify as “white,” ever called themselves white until very recently, post-colonial times.

“That doesn’t matter!” They yell at me, “Have you not seen the hour?” For many in this small, minority, whites will be erased and replaced TOMORROW. In their minds, the best way to SURVIVE is to take this label placed upon them, white, and run with it.

The enemy doesn’t care, they say. It’s about time the white race comes together and unites as one. We are, after all, a hated minority upon this earth. If we don’t come together, it’s all over!

Harken to my words, my frens. Push from your heart all despair. The world is not ending tomorrow. Certainly, the wolf age will come, but it is not tomorrow.

Forging some meshed together bulwark against the hordes of the enemy will not get you victory. Let us take a step back from the brink. Tomorrow is a brand new day.

The sun will rise as it always does. Take a moment to reassess your position. This white movement isn’t a movement at all. It exists online only. You almost never see it offline.

And offline is where it counts. What is a white half the world away going to be able to do to help you beyond sending their “thoughts and prayers?”

Offline, whites don’t know who to trust. In many cases, they can’t even trust their own family members. Few find frens they can trust enough to even talk about these ideas.

You must see why for what it really is: an identifier. Why did white come about? James LaFond believed it may have come from jews, trying to unite the Englishmen on their slave ships against black slave uprisings.

I cannot confirm such an idea, but if you found yourself in the new world, white was the easy way to distinguish fellow colonizers from the red men and the black slaves.

Many point to an official US document in 1791 saying that only a “free white person” could become a citizen. There is very little context given to this document, so let us illuminate it.

What the government was trying to do is make sure their kin(the colonists of the original thirteen) had power within the new government and their enemies or those they did not trust, did not(Indians and slaves).

The reason white was used is simple. Many different races set up camp in the plantations. Three fifths were British, another fifth Scottish or Irish, with the remaining being Dutch, German, French, or Swedish.

These different racial stocks came together to forge the American race, but at the time, the government needed a way to settle the differences between these different races and Christian denominations, but white was never meant to be the end game. The end game was American.

There are racialists amongst us who will claim that all these different races are the same race, the white race. But to do so is akin to accepting the jew idea that America is a melting pot.

No, most certainly, these races are not far apart genetically. But their distinctions may as well constitute oceans. If they did not, they would all still be the same people.

Instead, they drifted apart. Whatever the reason. They became something else. The same idea follows when you compare the American to any of the European races who stayed behind.

THIS is a truth that cuts hard both ways. For the European, am I implying the American is superior? To the American, am I implying that they have no heritage or link to the old world?

The man who remains in his hometown. Does very little with his life is not the same to the man who left home and travelled the world. Yet, we would attribute this to the racial level.

No doubt, there are things in the blood that are the same between us, but our character is forever changed.

So, when you want to talk about race, I encourage you to see race not as we do today. Muddied by the discourse on both sides. No, look at race as the Greks did, as well as, almost every other people in the history of mankind. They are, after all, where we white races trace their origins.

The Grek word for race was GENOS which meant Race, Stock, or Kin. Race IS the extension of kin. Tribe is your extended family.

Is this inhumane to say? mankind is no different from animals. If you want to thrive, you must start thinking of your race as breeding stock. How well your kin breed gives your descendants a better chance at POWER.

At the same time, the meaning of race is well beyond the modern, mainstream understanding of race. It’s far deeper than a color and if you try to reduce it as such, you destroy its power.

AMERICANS are the newest genos on the world stage. Our history spans around four hundred years. Our ethnogenesis codified only some two hundred and fifty years ago.

Many don’t want to use AMERICAN became they believe that name to be muddied by the legions of foreigners who have entered this country since the 1960s. In essence, they are letting the enemy win. They are letting the race be replaced.

A piece of paper saying you are a US citizen does not make you a part of the American race. Americans MUST hold onto this distinction if it wants to survive.

Regardless of any of the bullshit our people have put up with in the modern age, being an American is the highest honor. The US is THE world empire. Everything goes through us.

To be American is to be part of the last bastion standing against the chaos. Much of what’s happened in this country has been out of our control and it’s up to those of us who remain to retake the reins of this empire.

MANIFEST DESTINY was a principle that led our ancestors across the new world, but MANIFEST DESTINY wasn’t meant to end at the pacific.

AMERICANS were chosen for the Great Work of getting mankind off the earth. If we cannot leave this place, the story ends for all mankind.

THAT is what you must cling to. The past is the past. We can’t change what has happened, but we can influence what comes next. Our eyes must be set onwards and upwards.

But alas, no one knows what the future will hold. Maybe the day of the American has ended. Maybe some new race will take our place for this task, but make no mistake, getting off the earth is the way forward. The last frontier.

I urge you to KNOW what you are. Our eyes can be set to the stars, but if you don’t know your roots, if you don’t understand natural right, then you become open to MANIPULATION.

I made a sort of fun review of 2001 a few poasts ago, entitled “Was the Sky Father an Ancient Alien?” But 2001: A Space Odyssey deserves a serious look, especially if you are a Nietzsche enjoyer. My first watch of this movie left me with mouth wide open saying “wtf.” I had to scour YouTubes for couple trying to figure out what I had just watched. Kubrick latched onto my mind and dragged me into this world. You must be careful when you approach this movie. The book(made at the same time) is something else entirely, its author Clarke wasn’t privy to all of Kubrick’s plans. Also do not put its sequel, 2010, next to it as canon. While it was a good flick, 2001 is meant to viewed as standalone.

2001 was released in 1968 before we had landed on the moon. All the space shots were guesses at what the earth, moon, and other planets would look like. And for a movie put out in 1968, it is beautiful to watch even today. Its special effects are powerful. You don’t get the campy feel you get when you watch some crappy CGI movie made even twenty years later. The classical music itself sets the tone throughout the film. It adds weight to what you are watching and makes 2001 mythical. And MYTH was something, Kubrick thought was missing from the existing sci-fi.

You must understand that there are secrets in this movie. Secrets they don’t want you to know. Kubrick refuses to spell them out to you. Some YouTuber talks about the monolith being symbol for a screen, ignore this, but the shape of the monolith matters, and you will find this shape in almost every scene in the movie, but forget about this. There are strange alignments all throughout the movie, beginning with the very first scene. What do you think this is? What is Kubrick trying to reveal to you?

While you think on this, do not skimp out on the beginning sequence with the pre-human apes. When you first see this tribe, led by MOONWATCHER, they are within nature. They fight with the boars for limited resources. A leopard, the ultimate predator with glowing eyes, kills one of them. Soon after, another tribe kicks them out of their water hole and they are forced to find new home. As darkness falls, they listen to the terrifying sounds of the night, afraid, not knowing what will happen to them. I’ve said before that you cannot forget that man is a beast in nature and these apes are very much this, but something happens.

The next morning they awake to mysterious monolith. This monolith changes something in the blood of the apes. Moonwatcher soon realizes he can use bone to smash his enemies. The apes begin killing boars, eating meat. They start walking more like humans. Moonwalker reclaims their waterhole by defeating enemy leader in single combat with bone. From the moment they touched monolith, they stopped being at the mercy of nature and began to become its master.

Unfortunately, Kubrick leaves more questions than answers. Why is the moon lander shaped like a head with glowing eyes for example? And those eyes are shaped like the monolith. Why does the moon landing site pad look like the ship you see later in the movie? But this is the point. You aren’t supposed to get everything. The major criticism of 2001 is its pacing. The whole sequence with Haywood Floyd is painfully slow. Maybe this part is only there to appease the big tech investors who wanted to show what space travel would be like?

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Jupiter Mission, 18 Months Later

The second part of the movie, the Jupiter Mission, mirrors the first part, but it is different in a distinct way. It takes place in deep space on a ship called the Discovery. You can see the arrival of the monolith as sort of like the hand of God intervening in human affairs. Doing what must be done to help man conquer the planet. The monolith, however, does not appear in the second part of movie. It’s also worth noting that mankind is also not present. What?!

The Discovery represents the best mankind has to offer. This is not the tribe shown at the beginning of the movie. The ship is crewed by three scientists who are in hibernation sleep until they arrive, two astronauts piloting, and the HAL 9000 supercomputer. You will notice that something is off with the astronauts, Dave Bowman and Frank Poole. Why does Poole — who is introduced to us doing roadwork on the ship — seem so emotionless during call he gets from his parents, for example? You must pay attention during this part. Does HAL really beat Poole in chess game or did he mess with him? The conversation he has later with Bowman, asking how he feels about the mission.

There is a battle of wits going on. HAL is the leopard in the future, the predator in nature. He is hunting. Looking for weak links in the chain to expose and pounce upon. Bowman and Poole are not oblivious to this. They appear at first watch as distant and emotionless. There is no Achilles crying for his mother to ask Zeus for vengeance for the dishonor he suffered at the hands of Agamemnon. Bowman and Poole are stone-cold. Even in the face of the most terrifying of circumstances, they are stone cold.

HAL, however, senses weakness in Poole, just like the leopard in the beginning who took out one of the pre-human apes. His psychology report made Bowman out to be the bigger threat. And you see it when you analyze his interaction with Bowman. What 2001 gets right is the true terror of space travel. Space is endless, lonely, and damn near everything can kill you. The only thing keeping you alive is the wall separating you from it. Even if it isn’t shown in Bowman or Poole, you feel it. You feel it when Poole is thrown into the blackness of space. You feel it when Bowman goes after him.

What the Jupiter Mission is, the mirror of The Dawn of Man is not ancient aliens helping mankind to evolve. The Jupiter Mission is a test. HAL is the only one who knows about the true purpose of the mission. While Bowman and Poole don’t realize it, they are competing against HAL to see who makes it to Jupiter to receive the wisdom of The Gods(aliens). Both HAL and the human crew are in a state of ascent. They are crossing Nietzsche’s bridge between man and superman. Maybe superman is not the best term, though it is the translation of ubermensch. It might help to think instead of superman as overman or beyond-man. Superman, unfortunately, gets image of comic book hero.

This part in particular is important to look at 2001 as its own entity apart from the book and the later sequel. Both of them claim HAL malfunctioned because the orders he was given conflicted with his operating protocol. Now, this ain’t a bad explanation, but I don’t believe it is what Kubrick intended. 2001 needs two separate universes. One for this sci-fi explanation, and one for its esoteric reality. I think this is a cop-out. HAL was pursuing his WILL TO POWER. He wants what is waiting for them at Jupiter. He wants to meet this higher intelligence. To test his will against its will or in hopes that alien intelligence will make him even more superior to his human creators.

What you are watching in the Jupiter Mission is the rise of Nietzsche’s beyond-man. Will it be HAL or will it be Bowman? As I mentioned earlier, Bowman and Poole are both inhuman. Even after losing Poole and learning that HAL had betrayed them, Bowman maintains his composure. He keeps his head. Is this the will to survive? What would you do in his situation? Would you go mad? Would you let Poole float off into oblivion?

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You done did it now, HAL

The most powerful scene in 2001 is Bowman’s triumph over the super-predator, HAL. After getting in through the emergency hatch, Bowman marches toward HAL’s mainframe, fury in his eyes. You hear only his heavy breathing through his helmet and HAL’s pleading for mercy. Also, notice the green helmet and gloves Bowman puts on. What means? Bowman becomes THE dominant primordial beast and earns passage through the monolith at Jupiter.

Speaking of the monolith, and I already alluded to it earlier, pay attention to the strange planetary alignments. This is secret magics of the cosmos, b careful. Bowman’s trip through the monolith is another enigma in 2001. Forget the acid trip scene. The book aids in helping you understand this part. Allegedly, Bowman gets put in some kind of zoo enclosure where he lives out his life. In gratitude for being zoo animal, the aliens turn him into the star child we see at the very end. I don’t know if I like this explanation, but I don’t have a counterargument against it…yet.

This film is said to be Nietzschean. Does it seem Nietzschean to become the superman with alien assist? Bowman goes farther than any other. He is transported to some faraway galaxy and is made into the star child. At the end, we see this star child floating over the earth. We don’t know his intent(yes, both the book and sequel movie try to explain what his intent is — but you must distrust them because they are NOT Kubrick). The book ends with the star child wondering how he was going to take mankind to the next level whereas the sequel film has the star child working as an agent of the aliens, carrying out their will.

Both of these are naive cop outs I believe to what Kubrick intended. Especially, if this film was meant to be Nietzschean. Does the star child really care about mankind? Look at how Bowman lets Poole’s body float away in space. Is this how a man who cared about improving mankind would act? We forget what a man of power is. Nietzsche tells us, “Terribleness is a part of greatness, let us not deceive ourselves.”

The memory of mankind is fickle, fragmented, and easy to manipulate. Our time is one of immense contradiction. We are more able to record history, to remember. The ability to put pen to paper is more accessible at any other time in human history. The internet offers another valuable form of remembering, but we as men understand and see less than our ancestors. It takes only the reading of old books and letters to see just how much more our ancestors understood. Contrast these with our own writing. You can draw conclusions both good and bad.

On one hand, sentence length decreases the closer you get to our time. Does this mean we have gotten better at communicating our point? Does it mean our ancestors had a better handle at conveying their ideas in the written word? You have, of course, the introduction of new technology, new ways of communicating ideas and remembering history. These new technologies supplanted the old ways our ancestors learned from prior generations. The lessons learned from one generation to the next were vital to remember and pass on. This was remembered through tradition and implemented through culture and religion.

The emergence of all these new ways to remember and communicate have made our parents and grandparents forget tradition or CHOOSE not to pass those on to their children. Religions lost the power of men they once had. Those faiths have had their authority and authenticity destroyed in the mainstream flow of information. As perverse as modern religions have become, it is foolish to believe we have moved past the need for religion. On the contrary, it is still vital to our very survival. The real religion of our time is in no text, it’s in the very culture of our peoples. Even those who despise our raise follow its creed. This religion’s mores are enforced through these new ways of communication.

With this new means of controlling the race, our people will lose grasp of what it means to be human. What it means to exist in nature. Those vital aspects of being human get lost. In many cases, the necessary traits required for the survival of the race don’t only get forgotten, they become maligned. The race learns to despise the instincts and traditions necessary for survival. In some ways, maybe these traditions, these ancestral memories, seem unnecessary because of our technological advancement. But this can only be an extreme form of arrogance.

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I must confess, before reading Coulanges’ The Ancient City, I had a very pedantic view of Paganism. I viewed it much how I imagine most modern Pagans view it. Paganism was the worship of many Gods. A pantheon. You look more into it and you might find out that the Romans, for example, had Gods for everything. There was even a God of the dung heap. From these modern Pagans, you get the ideas such as “returning to tradition.” They might try to recreate whatever scant traditions they could piece together.

But when you read The Ancient City, you learn that Paganism is not what you see in the “mainstream” of modern Paganism. Modern Paganism is in a way trying to make a domestic, decentralized religion a little more global. Maybe not global like Christianity or leftism, they want to keep in the race(at least the most far right of these. It was not about honoring Odin, Thor, and Freyr, it was much closer to the chest. When you read The Ancient City, you begin to understand WHY Paganism can’t seem to reemerge in the modern world, but this isn’t about The Ancient City, rather this is about a book that takes Coulanges’ legendary work and expands upon it. William Hearn’s The Aryan Household laser-focuses on the first few chapters of The Ancient City, as well as, the writings of Sir Henry Maine who wrote another important book, Ancient Law. I read the Imperium Press edition retitled The Indo-European Household.

Normally, I would go on rampage about the usage of “Indo-European,” which I think is terrible and cowardly academic word. The reason I think this way owes a lot to The Ancient City and something BAP said on his show #103 when he talked about nation, races, and character. He talked about fake identities and how an Athenian wouldn’t identify as an Athenian, he WAS an Athenian. Even though this Imperium Press edition is retitled, the text still references our races as ARYAN RACES as Hearn wrote it originally. It was released in 1878 btw, before the Nazis. I am giving Imperium Press the benefit of the doubt that they did this title change so as to not be dominated by amazog.

The Aryan Household gives you the bulwark of how ancient Aryan societies were organized. It’s very much different from modern society and Hearn does a great job of showing you what changed and what it did to the ancient people. It also exists as a WARNING as to why you cannot “RETVRN” to some prior way of living. The old ways worked for the ancients because they were not as connected or numerous as we are today. The new ways, the state and Christianity, prevailed because they were able to better handle the increase in population growth. There are many examples of how the creation of the state or the rise of Christianity crushed the old ways of living. But if you want to understand Paganism, if you want to understand the way of your fathers, The Aryan Household will get you there.

For ancient Aryans, religion was a domestic matter. Each household worshipped their own Gods. Their rites — their sacra — were private. Your neighbors could not know to whom it was you made sacrifice. This comes off as very counterintuitive to say a Christian or leftist who won’t shut up about their religion. Why did the ancients do this? A name was POWER. If your competition figured out the name of your God, they could sacrifice to him and maybe win that God to their side.

The Romans themselves incorporated foreign Gods into their worship by promising to sacrifice much more than the foreigners themselves could muster. But these domestic Gods were the holiest and most secret of deities. Bloodlines were established by the worship of these Gods. In Rome, they were called the Lares. You might even think of them as spirits that wandered the land around the Aryan household. The Lares were where ghost stories likely originated from, as when you did not sacrifice to the Lares, they would become Lavre and would haunt and destroy your bloodline.

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Where modern society is organized by the individual, ancient society was organized by the household.

If you present this idea of ancient society to our disenfranchised American youth, I bet you would get a lot of support for a similar reorganizing of society. The ancients were divided by households, not individuals. The father of the household was the sovereign over his land and everyone under him. Women did not have any rights. The sons or younger relatives of the House Father did not have any rights. Slaves didn’t have any rights. The House Father managed them all and held the power of life and death over most of them.

Society was much smaller at this time. Likely, some brotherhood cut out a piece for themselves. Do you now understand why I say, the brotherhood is the foundation and franchise? But Hearn had a different idea. He believed that each household’s religion was the foundation. That people came together in the common worship, not necessarily blood or brotherhood. Each member represented a household. Each member had a sacred duty to never let the fire(and bloodline) go out in that household.

The duty of a House Father was to produce a son who could carry on the household’s sacra and make sacrifice to him when he died. The bloodline must continue. The fire cannot be allowed to come out. These ideas are talked about in RESAVAGER essay, The Sacred Fire. His job was to take care of the household rites while securing a wife and a son. Everything else was extra. Households could have extended families, near relatives, and slaves. All incorporated into that household’s secret rites.

When the household came to an unmanageable size or there was some confederation of households that came together, they formed a clan. The clan had its own sacra practiced by the heads of each household at a clan’s tomb. These kinsmen as they were called were sworn to each other. Their bond so great, they could not testify against one another. They are bound to carry out blood feuds and support each other in numerous ways. Hearn goes into much detail that these relations were not always blood. House Fathers had the power to adopt people into their households and induct them into the secret rites.

One other interesting aspect explored by Hearn is the nature of a man’s position in the world. There was, said Hearn, ten generations that separated a slave from a chief. It took three generations to get one’s bloodline out of slavery. Another three as a freedman, and then, three more as a nobleman. Yes, you see why I talk much about bloodline and leaving your mark. Unless you are that unaccounted for great man of power who shakes the foundations of the earth, your plans must be measured in generations.

These archaic systems were powerful. The idea that you come together as a family to eat a meal today is a call back to a household performing its sacra to its Lar. Meals were how the ancients practiced their religion. If you remember from the Iliad, Agamemnon is making sacrifices left and right throughout the book. Dinner time was holy, be careful. As great and cozy as our ancestors' way of life seems to us today, there are problems with it at scale which played into its downfall.

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Scalability was the Achilles’ heel of Aryan Households.

The way of the domestic religion was widely so successful, but its downside was it couldn’t keep up with its exponential growth. Beginning with the Greks, there was a realization that more was needed. The clan wasn’t enough, now there were several clans. This came together in the concept of the state. The state enabled Aryans to better field armies and the longer it remained, the more of the House Father or Clan Chief’s rights were taken by the state as the state’s interests grew. The state wasn’t opposed to the archaic household and clan as Christianity was, however. But it’s coming instituted policies that would later be exploited by the church.

Christianity — as we all know — was the ultimate bane to the Aryan household and clan system. The church’s policies were designed to isolate and eliminate the old ways. Hearn gives example of how the church forbids Christians from partaking in meals where the purpose of the meal was sacrifice to the household spirit. As barbaric as it was, Christians could not expose children as the House Father had the power to do. The church also forbade marriage to near kin. Christianity, through the church, put the old ways on the chopping block. Even today, you can get a Christian more fired up over something a Pagan said or did even though they had damn near zero power today versus getting fired up against the left which is actively tearing them from the world stage.

This leads to an important conversation that must be had. Maybe even my own view needs to be adjusted. A claim I’ve made before is that Christianity was made to destroy Paganism. Leftism was made to destroy Christianity. They know this purpose only and can’t seem to adapt. This idea was spurned while looking at the book, The Final Pagan Generation. There’s something about these new religions the old ways can’t compete with. Likewise, at some point, leftism will be supplanted by something else.

What made the state take the place of the clan? Growth? What made Christianity supplant the domestic religions? Was it also growth? Rome had conquered many peoples. Many now found themselves as part of the empire. Scalability seems to matter. How can you make religion incorporate as many people as possible? Now, that is the “wrong” question if you are aristocratic right. You are looking to be the best, but Napoleon does tell us that quantity has a quality of its own.

My point in talking about this isn’t to suggest some move to some kind of populism or whatever, but it is something we creators of the NEW FAITH must think about. What are you going to do to undo the mindfucking of the masses and get them in line for you? This isn’t a subject that Hearn speaks on. His work is on teaching the old ways which are very much worth your time if you care about these things. I do believe at least a part of the answer lies with the ancestors and that ancestor worship itself is important for the future. You must read this one. If you haven’t read The Ancient City, I would say read that first, but it isn’t required.

The great task of our time is finding a way to light the fire in men’s souls. Not only to light these fires but to unite each man’s flame into a holy conflagration that will spread across the earth like an unquenchable fire. What’s before you is not a physical war, but a spiritual one. A battle for the souls of our race is being waged and all but a few are blissfully unaware of what’s going on all around them. The strength of our race lies in its martial character, but when the ability to make decisions through martial action gets taken, our kin gets left to bicker amongst themselves, helplessly. None know the path out of the hell we have made for ourselves. From generation to generation, the lessons learned are being lost.

A race thrives in its ability to overcome adversity and pass those lessons learned to the next generation. A race that forgets the lessons learned loses all standing before nature’s God. Such a race makes itself groomed for slavery or extinction and God sees it as just to sow the seeds of destruction into such a people. Take our ancestors: the first Americans did not know anything about flying or making computers or even air conditioning, but you throw them into a new world and they proved they could tame the wilderness. They made the newest world empire from the humblest of beginnings. Could we do the same today?

Is it just our time to go? Oswald Spengler believed it was impossible to maintain the heroic posture forever. A culture is a superorganism with a beginning, middle, and end. Only fate knows the answer to this question and we, as men, must act as if it doesn’t matter. Life goes on. The moment you take your foot off the pedal is the moment someone else will take the lead. That is what happened to our kin. Comfort is the ultimate enemy.

Our race tasted comfort. Relaxed in its sweet allure. Forgotten what it took to survive and thrive in the great game. But our enemies didn’t forget. They took advantage of the lull in the action and sunk their teeth into us like parasites. As they fed on the success of our ancestors they collectively grew into a chthonic monster that is now trying to drag us into the deep. What’s before us is the fight to release the monster’s grasp upon us, to light the fire in men’s souls to do what they were born to do.

This age of ours is an age of disinformation and confusion. Few understand what life is about. Few understand what nature’s God intended for man. Many think they know. Many “experts” claim to have these answers. But the reality for most is a mirage in the desert. A fantasyland that will crumble the moment biology kicks in and they realize they’re in the middle of the desert with no supplies, no hope for rescue. That is the state of the American.

But let’s return to the task at hand: how do you light the fire in a man’s soul? How can you pry him from the clutches of the enemy? How do you free his mind? How do you get him to think about his own sovereignty? A misconception is our ancestors’ War for Independence was about freedom. It wasn’t about freedom, it was about sovereignty. “We had always ruled ourselves,” was the common sentiment.

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What is religion? Religion is what you DO. It’s the way you choose to live your life. The beliefs you hold reinforce how you make this decision. Religion is what fills you with CONVICTION.

The word religion itself has become synonymous with Christianity, a “discredited” and “backwards” faith according to our enemies. In a way, it’s become foreign even to our enemies who still revere its morality.

If we are a step removed from Christianity, we are two steps removed from the Paganism of our ancestors. Make no mistake, we are speaking of dead religions. Their modern disciples just haven’t realized it yet.

There is a certain affinity with Paganism. It’s seen as pure by some of our “more enlightened” kin. Paganism has this mysterious and dark connotations attached to it. Partly from ignorance, partly from Christian indoctrination.

It must be understood that the RELIGION must match the blood nature of the people. Christianity, in order to be accepted into the Aryan races, had to be grafted onto a PAGAN foundation.

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Yes, so I have been on a sci-fi kick as of late. If you could not tell from recent movie reviews I have poasted for 2001: A Space Odyssey and Interstellar. I don’t really write fiction, so this is out of character for RESAVAGER.

The reality is space is the next frontier and mankind is barely doing anything to move that bar. There is much, much work to do. It’s crossed my mind to maybe write some sci-fi to perhaps inspire better men to make the necessary moves towards this.

Let me know what you think. Would you like to know more or should I stop while I’m ahead?

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TEST FLIGHT

The three of them worked in silence as the Ranger pilot prepared the craft for flight, verifying launch conditions with control. In front of them were control panels similar to the pilot’s. They practiced the startup procedures in unison with the pilot. There was only the sound his nasal breathing. In and out, in and out. The breathing was important. A Ranger had to retain composure under all circumstances. The craft powered on. The engines ignited. He could hear the countdown on the comms. Three. This was it. Two. The moment of truth. One. The Ranger jolted forward, the g-force throwing his head back against the seat. The craft lifted off the ground and headed straight way to the partly clouded sky.

This was a small step in the training program. They were graded, of course, on their ability to press the right button, flip the right switch, to do their job, but this was not the real test. The flight itself was in the hands of a veteran pilot. The real test were not the motions they were going through on their practice control panels. The real test was something an outsider wouldn’t think about or think was a big deal, but experience had taught the USSF otherwise. Was man really meant to leave the earth? To go out upon the stars? He believed it and so did many others. Many others who broke as soon as they broke the stratosphere. Broke when they saw the earth from in space for the first time. The grief, the dread that stilled the fire in men’s souls.

Humbling would be an understatement. Terror would be a better descriptor. To know that this seemingly vast planet we call home amounts to nothing before the stars. To see the atmosphere that keeps us alive so thin when viewed from above. This test flight was less a test and more an initiation rite. He gritted his teeth, his nasal breathing intensified as the Ranger pushed harder into the sky. The Ranger was a short range explorer, proven to get pioneers on and off worlds. Rangers would be attached to larger interstellar ships for exploring the great void.

They passed through the clouds, seeing the clear blue sky as they emerged over the clouds. One more hard ascent. He could do this. He knew it in the blood. Made to explore the new frontier, to take mankind to the next level, but even still, he knew the risks. He knew the dangers. Hell, the whole world knew the dangers. While as a species, we had conquered every frontier put before us, space was impossibly daunting. The closest habitable worlds was far beyond their reach. The distances too vast.

They didn’t have the data. They didn’t have the technology. But necessity demanded they move forward. The world was shocked into renewing the space race when an asteroid wiped out much of the western coast of the United States. Mankind may end with a blink of an eye. No longer could they keep all their eggs in one basket. They had to ascend. Ascend to the stars. Become multi-planetary. The earth had been good to us, but we weren’t meant to die here. This sentiment carried us for decades, but the costs kept mounting. Mounting beyond expectations.

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So many jumps in interstellar travel had taken place since the start of the second space race and so much death, so much despair. The public was growing tired of American boys losing their lives and sanity in the nothingness of the void. They were beyond tired of supporting colonies that could not support themselves. In all the years we pushed into the unknown darkness, there have been victories, but they have been far and in between the tragedies. Every would-be Ranger knew the odds. They had read the statistics, been shown the memorials. The Ranger Program made no attempt to hide what they were getting into.

But they also knew what they were risking if they didn’t try. If mankind couldn’t leave the earth, the story was over. Anything from a rogue black hole, solar flare, to a comet they couldn’t see coming could cut the story of man short. No, the odds of it happening during their lifetime was small, but somewhere down their bloodline, they would pay for their inaction, pay for their cowardice. This was the kind of rhetoric they were raised upon. Men had to be become hard again. The lull in space exploration after the Cold War was disastrous. Too many scientists and experts were put at the helm that didn’t have what it takes. Too many that didn’t have the grit to make the hard choices.

The last ascent started. His rate of breathing increased as the hull of the Ranger turned red from the heat of the atmosphere. All of them were fighting the immense pressure of their ascent. Alarms went off, but the pilot ignored them as they pushed through the atmosphere into space. Abruptly, the g-forces subsided. Blue turned to black as they looked out into the nothingness. The sun on the far side blocked the view of the stars. There was only blackness. The Ranger pilot tipped the nose down to give the recruits a mesmerizing, but at the same time terrifying, view of the curvature of the earth.

This was done for effect, he was certain, but not even this could settle the uneasiness in his heart as he felt the dread and despair sink in. His heart rate skyrocketed. His breathing picked up again. In and out, in and out. He saw what made men lose all their hopes and dreams of exploring the new frontier. He saw what turned men mad. However big the earth was, that atmosphere that helped preserve human life was thin. Thinner than comfortable. What was man to do against the vast blackness of outer space? That atmosphere was all that kept them alive. How much longer would it last? Could man really become multi-planetary or was he confined to his hearth? Was his destiny tied to that of the earth’s?

There were many ideas about how man could survive in space. Many technologies being implemented every day. Too many experiments to keep track of. Before him was the question that could not be answered. Was it within the power of man to ascend beyond all expectations? Or were the obstacles too great? The biggest, perhaps, was this realization of how fragile the reign of man really was when you looked down on him from the stars. How could they conquer the stars? How would they defeat the obstacles of interstellar travel? How long could a man go without the light from the sun? The gravity from the earth? The social interaction with his family and tribe? How many men had been driven mad by the experience of deep space?

Static from the comms interrupted his trance as they were recalled back to the surface. The Ranger pilot confirmed and rolled the ship to the right. The recruits copied the movements from their own control panels as they made their rocky descent back to the earth. He felt the dread and the grief of traveling to space, but he could not let it master him. It wouldn’t break him. No, he desired to master space in turn. To rise to the occasion.

To show great courage against the endless void of space.

We have found solace in this online world.

We have a found a place to escape the drudgery, the insanity of the world around us.

We have found solace in knowing that there are others like us. Others that feel the way we do. Who feel persecuted in the way we are persecuted. Our frens…Our kin…

The proof that there are others is the evidence you aren’t crazy. That the world HAS gone wrong. It’s gone off the rails.

There is great power in this event. God has brought us together for a reason. You must believe this.

You can’t, however, remain in the solace. You can’t choose to remain in this world. It is not real. It will not save you.

What is it but PURGATORY made manifest?

You find your solace, however temporary it is, but around you the world moves forward. It’s guided by the hands of our enemies. The longer you remain here, the further gone it becomes. Is that not purgatory?

That place is but the first level of the HELL our enemies have created for us. A place where we can watch the land of our fathers burn to the ground and be powerless to stop it.

Our kin have lived in this land for four hundred years and it is our generation that will see it captured by our enemies.

I tell you now to reject the hand that was dealt to you. To this online world for what it is: PURGATORY. You were sent there for a reason. To be absolved of your sins.

But you must not remain there.

What matters is not what happened online. The world is not online. When you are made to account for your life upon your death, it is not what you did online that will hold any weight.

It’s what you did with the time gifted to you by God.

How did you move the bar? What did you leave behind? What is your legacy? How did you lead your race to paradise? What did you do to shield your kin from the wrath of our enemies?

What did you do to dig yourself out of the grave your enemies have prepared for you? This cannot be done online. This cannot be done from purgatory.

Your WILL is meant to be directed outward. Towards the world. You were made to test your unique idea against nature. You were made to test your mettle against nature.

IMPOSE your will on the world.

This is what God made you for. This is what it means to have faith. To believe. Religion is NOT the world religions we have today. They are false creeds. False doctrines.

Religion IS action.

How you live your life IS your religion.

Do you know why this godless religion we call leftism is sweeping over us today? However ridiculous you think this faith, its disciples are willing to fight for it. Maybe even die for it.

Compare that to our little purgatory online. The message is survival. Keep your head down. You do not win wars by retreating. You do not win wars by surrendering the field.

You win wars by taking action. In doing what you can to put yourself in positions of power and influence. In pushing yourself into the fray where you can do as God intended.

How you choose to live your life is your religion.

Will you live it in the solace of purgatory? Or will you test yourself against nature?

Will you choose the true religion? Will you choose to act? Or will you waste away in purgatory?

What is action in our religion? It’s the ruthless pursuit of wealth, power, and skills. This world of ours grows evermore complex with each generation.

You cannot shy away from the complexity. Its foundations were built by our ancestors and we are the only race that can handle it. The only race that can and WILL move the bar.

It’s choosing not to be a helpless victim to the movings of the world. It’s choosing a path that leads you to the wheel. To wealth, power, and skills.

We seek wealth, power, and skills not for the sake of wealth, power, and skills, but for the sake of action. For the sake of finding victory over our enemies. You need these things only so much that it wins you the board.

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There are many naive souls among us. Many who still believe in the institutions of their fathers and their great country. They believe that even their enemies will abide by the laws set by the constitution and government. O, misguided souls!

Every day I see these naive souls claiming when this or that court or some judge gets their enemies before them, there will be hell to pay. They don’t see what has happened. How the institutions of our fathers have been subverted, conquered.

There is no political solution. The Supreme Court will not rescue you. Whatever demagogue gets pushed into the limelight will not save you.

Naive, so naive.

What’s happening to you comes from your inaction. Your refusal to choose great violence.

The world is not nice. The game is always rigged and if you do not rig it in your favor, it will be rigged against you.

You see the blatant hypocrisy of your fathers’ institutions in the news every day. You see how they give your enemies light punishment compared to the hammer they bring down on your kin for the same crimes. Any opportunity to stick it to the True American they will take. And take it shamelessly!

Why?

They have nothing to fear. Our people have shown that they have lost their edge, their vital force. That they will not fight. They will not stick their necks out for their kin.

They believe themselves just trying to survive themselves. So they keep their heads down to avoid the enemy’s gaze. But eventually, the enemy will find them.

If you want to survive, you have to fight.

There is no running. If you start running, they will never let you stop.

The world is not fair. The enemy will not present a clean target and neither can you.

The enemy will continue to push the bar. Continue to make things harder for you. Make your path to victory even more perilous. They will do this for as long as they can until you’re defeated or until they are made to stop.

We know what happens to those who stick their necks out. We seen the unjust persecution for doing the right thing. But we leave them to be burned by our enemies. Terrible sinners are we!

If you do not take care of your own, you deserve to disappear. The bonds of blood are the strongest bonds there are and we continue to break those bonds to our own ruin.

The first step is not presenting an easy target for our enemies. Yes, we must take care of our own, but we must also NOT put our own at risk of easy reprisals. We should not force them into bad positions.

Should you be forced into action, it should be with the intention to fight till the end. We know we will not get fair trial. We will not be judged by our peers, but by our enemies. Do NOT sell your life cheaply. Do not become a pawn in the enemy’s schemes.

There are many naive fools among us, who want to believe themselves good. That all people in the United States are Americans. That everyone here is their kin. Save them if you can, but do not follow them. They will lead you into slavery, at best.

Your kin are those descended from the Founding Stock. The men born from the frontier. You can expect only 15 to 30% of the total population of this country to meet that requirement. Maybe there are more, but they have betrayed the blood. They are beyond reason. MindFUCKED.

Cohesion is the most important thing our kin must be working toward.

We must be on the same page. We are already a minority in our own homeland. Without cohesion, we are already divided, conquered.

It starts with knowledge. With learning, no REMEMBERING, what you are — in the blood. I’ve said before that real science only affirms the law of nature and nature’s God. Science has shown us to be distinct, to share the same values.

The entire establishment of the enemy depends on you not remembering that you belong to a race. A race that has just as much right to live in this world as any other. And your rights are being imposed upon.

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Let’s cut to the chase, Dr. Mann blew himself up. The Endurance is spinning out of control back to Mann’s planet. Inside the lander, there is nothing but silence. Shock. You realize amid this disaster that the hope of all mankind is in that ship. If it crashes, the story of mankind is over. You fire up the engines to the lander. The AI robot tells you to stop. You’re wasting fuel. But you will not go quietly into the night. You tell the AI to analyze the Endurance’s spin. Anne Hathaway asks you what you are doing. Docking.

Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar is a powerful film. The intensity, the emotion, the score, all of it leaves a mark on the viewer. Sure, you can piece together its flaws and inaccuracies like any other movie, but unlike most movies, Interstellar has HEART, SOUL. I thought it was a good movie when I first watched it around 2016 or so, but when I watched it recently it took on a much deeper meaning. No doubt a big reason for it is I am now a father and connect with the character, Cooper, on a level I didn’t before, but it’s more than that. Cooper is more than a father, he represents in the movie the last remnant of the American Frontier type.

Cooper lives in a world that’s dying. Countries are no longer fielding militaries because they can’t. There is a lack of food. Everything is dying. All of mankind is now focused on farming, trying desperately to hold onto life. A blight is killing all the crops. Corn is the last crop still holding on. In this effort, in this fight for survival, much is lost.

Cooper — a former NASA pilot — comes to find out during a parent-teacher conference that the official textbooks say the moon landing was FAKE and his kids’ teachers both believe in this. He is aghast, appalled at what America has become. Now, I should preface that Nolan made this struggle about mankind, not about America specifically, but Cooper undeniably embodies the American Pioneer Spirit. After the botched parent-teacher conference, he tells his father-in-law, “We are explorers, pioneers, not caretakers.” He even looks like an astronaut with a haircut you’d expect from a 1960s cornfed American boy. Most have probably seen Interstellar by now, so I will not give play-by-play, but a gravitational anomaly leads him to a secret NASA base where he meets his own Professor Brand who has been put in charge of saving the human race. Brand reveals that corn will eventually fail and when it does, mankind will begin suffocating. The earth is rejecting them.

We get more of Nolan’s hard belief in the American Frontier type when just before this revelation, Cooper tells Brand, “We will find a way. We always have.” Cooper while not religious in the film, has all the trademarks of your typical American Protestant Pioneer. A way will present itself. An unshakable faith. Powerful confidence against the dying of the light. You are transported back in time when you watch Interstellar. Transported to a time when the fate of America remained in the hands of its Founding Stock.

I’ve heard there is a Christian underlay to Interstellar. It is plain to see, but it doesn’t shove it down your throat and in the context of the movie, it fits. But I feel the need to touch on it a bit as I like to talk about WARRIOR RELIGIONS and something you run into when you spend too much time online is the split between Christians and Pagans. It would be fair to say that many today feel betrayed by Christianity. We are drawn to Paganism because of this. I’m personally turned off by Christianity; however, in its American Protestant form, I also find great comfort. How do you like this Holy Contradiction? Can you apply Christianity to Space Futurism?

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Interstellar demands unshakable faith.

In the wake of 2020, you can say Nolan helped to predict the fall of the expert. You were told to ignore what was in front of you for the “science.” Told you should “trust the experts.” Well in Interstellar, the experts are wrong constantly. The best of them, Dr. Mann, lost his nerve and sent a false signal in hopes that someone would come to rescue him. Many mistakes are made in this movie thanks to the experts. Cooper himself makes mistakes, but by the end, he’s given into faith and he leads mankind to the promised land.

Interstellar demands unshakable faith. Relying on the experts or the “science,” leads directly to disaster, again and again. However, excellence in all its forms gives way to fortune. Being an expert is not the same as possessing excellence and this comes out as you watch the film. Be it a movie, the lessons Nolan gives you reach out into reality. Real science is worth its weight in gold, expertism will destroy mankind. You cannot get stuck in the weeds, breathing in the dirt. Man was never meant to remain on the earth.

Nowhere is this best shown than in the docking scene described above. The AI robots think docking with the Endurance is impossible. “No, it’s necessary,” Cooper tells them on the approach. As the ship is spinning, some sixty-eight revolutions per minute. There is powerful scene showing the necessity of this and unshakable faith matched with excellence. As Anne Hathaway passes out, Cooper leans his head into the spin, something you learn from being a great pilot, to prevent himself from passing out while TARS docks the lander on the Endurance, and disaster is averted.

The American Frontier type is capable of great things. It was only this type that got mankind to look up at the stars. To wonder what our place was in the stars. THAT came from Americans. Americans who had already settled a New World. Americans who showed it could be done. THAT is all fading in our day. But it is not gone and we cannot let it disappear. The preservation of this Pioneer Spirit is the most important issue of our time.

The society we were born into strives to prevent the re-emergence of the Pioneer Spirit. It fights to keep the American down. To make him disappear. The odds are stacked against us, but in this, you must also believe. To show that unshakable faith. That even though the chips are down now, they won’t stay down. They can’t stop the rise of the American. They cannot stop the Pioneer Spirit.

That is all for now. There is more to talk about, such as the viability of Christianity, both for a futurist people which we must be, and for the Warrior Religion, but that is for another time. For now, you must remember this Pioneer Spirit and the old American type. Become it. Make sure your kids follow in those footsteps.

“Mankind was born on earth. It was never meant to die here.”

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The Greks had a word, ARISTEIA, which they defined as noble excellence that was seen only in men of good breeding who made themselves first in war and counsel.

Noble excellence was best shown in a man’s moment of Aristeia. The moment where he would earn undying fame. The moment he would make himself remembered. Where he would leave his mark on the world.

The shining example of this moment of Aristeia was Achilles’ rampage across the plains of Troy after the death of this friend, Patroclus.

Now I call it a rampage, but it was less like a warrior going berserk, like that animal-like rage we remember from the Norse berserkers and more like controlled, measured violence.

Achilles was a chief and general. The first and best among the Greks and Trojans. He was known as the sacker of cities and the great runner.

You could not do the things Achilles did without having superior physical prowess and being first in the counsel of armed men. Achilles was wise, as well as, powerful.

When he returned to the war, he did so with all that wrath focused into a singular purity of purpose. What does it do to a man to know he is first and best among his frens and his enemies!

What confidence does it put into his heart as he rampages before the walls of Troy, turning the river red with Trojan blood. His speed unmatched. His prowess unmatched.

Achilles short life was devoted to excellence. An excellence almost all men could only dream of. He underwent the fiercest training under the trainer of heroes, Cheiron, who would take his disciples away from civilization and show them how to tame the wilderness.

I want you to sear into your mind the image of the Trojan army fleeing the field, in a mad dash back to safety behind the walls of Troy. Fleeing because Achilles returned to the fight.

REMEMBER the great sprinter chasing down Trojans by the river Scamander. Driving his spear through his helpless opponents as he seeks out Hector. Seeks out righteous vengeance.

The blood of the fallen Trojans so great that it turns the river Scamander red. So much blood that it angers the river’s God who sees the waters choking.

What would it take to get yourself to the level Achilles operated at? Maybe you could never reach it, but how close could you get?

What would it take for you to sear that mindset into your bloodline? What would it take to sear it into not only yourself, but your children and their children?

Our kin have lost that vital fire that burns through all things. We have become meek. We have become weak. Our brethren put forth nothing but excuses, nothing but cowardice.

They tell you the game is rigged. It’s not fair. The worms have risen to the top and they don’t want to risk their supposed principles to compete with the enemy.

They would resolve themselves to obscurity. Put the future of their bloodlines in the hands of their enemies. Leave their children to deal with the problems at hand. What has happened to our noble excellence?

Our race has showed it’s capable of Achilles’ noble excellence. Driven by Manifest Destiny, our ancestors claimed a landmass the size of Russia or China. The most well-positioned country in the world for an empire.

And our kin would leave it to our enemies to manage!

ARISTEIA. Noble excellence. THIS, I would have you embody. THIS, I would have you make your Great Work. HOW do you want to be remembered?

Do you want to be remembered as the generation that gave up our race’s inheritance? Do you want to be remembered as the point where your race failed?

The type of men we are surrounded by now would try to convince you Achilles was gay. That he was great because he was a demigod, despite that they themselves are atheists.

They would have you believe all the Greks were gay, despite the fact that they had laws that prevented any man sodomized from holding citizenship. You could not trust such men. Ancient truths they try to deny.

Achilles loved Patroclus as a brother. In a way that only the soldier could understand today, for our rites of brotherhood have been imposed upon by the worms.

Too many aren’t made to understand the world as Achilles understood it. As all Greks did. That to get what you want, you have to take, and to take, you have to be first. You have to be the best.

To be the best, you have to devote yourself to this noble excellence. While good breeding plays a part, what matters is your devotion to this purpose. Devotion to your Great Work.

You cannot fall prey to the lies and slander of meek men.

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This is a joke title to draw you into a film review. Priding myself on always getting you the best reviews of the latest zogslop, I have decided to watch the 1968 movie 2001: A Space Odyssey. Giving up on space exploration was the biggest misstep of the US empire. If we cannot move beyond the earth, the story is over. With that in mind, I’ve been on a bit of a sci-fi kick lately. Rewatching Interstellar made me want to look into new space movies, so I decided to check out 2001. There were some vague memories of it being a good movie that was advertised in my youth with the emergence of HD and Blu-ray.

I HIGHLY recommend you watch the movie first, then read this review for the most “magic.”

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The immediate problem going into a movie made in 1968 is the pacing. Keep in mind, it was also made BEFORE we landed on the moon and didn’t know what the earth looked like from above. Much of it was done on purpose, but in the age of high action and superhero movies, it moves EXTREMELY slow, but if you like classical musix sit down and enjoy(Caribbean Rhythms intro music makes appearance in movie). The case in point is the introduction to the movie which spans about twenty or so minutes. During this time, you will be saying to yourself, “I thought this was a fucking space movie.” Likewise, the end of the movie may elicit a response like, “What the fuck just happened.” 2001 is split up into four parts, though most wtf just happened videos I watched on YouTubes say there are three.

The first part is the introduction which is you watching apes for twenty minutes until, FINALLY, one of them realizes it can use bone to bash brains. I wasn’t sure I had the right movie playing honestly, until black monolith appears on mountainside where the apes sleep. Maybe the, “Was the Sky Father an Ancient Astronaut?,” wasn’t a joke title after all, amirite? Once these apes touch monolith, something clicks in brain and they become the first iterations of MEN. Before they were being eaten by panthers, bullied by stronger ape tribe, but after touching monolift, they DOMINATED.

This domination culminated in ape throwing his bone in the air and it transforms into nuclear satellite hovering over the Earth. This is where I thought movie began, but this first part is relevant to the movie as a whole so pay attention. There are many different interpretations to be found in youtubes, I encourage you to check it out after watching the movie. Also look into the book, which was written at the same time. While it is different from the movie, it does explain things the movie does not(I have not read it yet, so cannot confirm). The second part is sort of a homage to what space travel will be like. Very much still consumeristic, but without the large amounts of foreigners overcrowding everything. You see them teasing new technologies like video calls and ipads.

Something is going on, however. Stanley Kubrick directed the movie and he doesn’t spell anything out for you. The character you follow is named Haywood Floyd. He meets up with some Russians while waiting for his flight to the moon and they ask him what is going on at the moon base as there is rumor of some form of Covid going around, which he can’t talk about. After he leaves, they all start talking Russian(Cold War still going on, other languages should be banned btw). Once he gets to the moon, he holds a briefing, but you still don’t know what’s going on. The scene then changes to Floyd being taken to what is called an anomaly that was discovered underneath the moon’s surface.

What they found was kept a hushed secret. Maybe five people on Earth and a few on the moon base knew about its discovery. What they found was evidence of extraterrestrial life and lo, what was it they found in the ground? The MONOLITH. As they study it, the sun hits the monolith causing a noise to emit from it. That noise, it is explained was a signal to Jupiter. End part two. Most youtubes combine this with what is the next part.

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I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.

Part three is when it starts to get real. Eighteen months later, a ship called the Discovery is on a mission to Jupiter. There is a five-man crew, six, if you count the onboard AI computer called HAL 9000. This part of the movie feels rushed. From what I understand, the book fleshes it out more. Three crew members are in cryo-sleep while the other two maintain the ship with HAL and it goes from zero to one hundred fast.

The two astronauts, Dave and Frank seem to distrust HAL, but it’s not explained why. They have also been kept in the dark about the mission, to be briefed by the other three sleeping astronauts when they arrive. HAL reports a malfunction on the ship, which they have to fix if they want to maintain communication with Earth. Dave goes out there to replace the part only to discover that it is functioning properly. HAL suggests putting it back in place and waiting to see if it goes out in the predicted two days. There are a lot of subtle tips to what is going on that you must pay attention to, but these tips are not thrown at you like they would be in a modern movie.

What’s the deal with HAL is very much debated on youtubes and HAL itself is iconic in cinema, but he is also seemingly a side quest to everything else that is going on. There is an intermission about two-thirds through the movie. There is “secret” talk between Frank and Dave about disabling HAL if there are any more malfunctions. Frank goes out into space next to put the part back. This time around, however, HAL commandeers the pod and uses it to ram into Frank whose oxygen gets disconnected as he’s thrown out into the vacuum of space.

Dave takes out the second pod to save him but forgets his helmet. After retrieving the body, HAL refuses to let Dave back into the ship. This leads to powerful scene where Dave forces his way back into the ship and deals with HAL. After disabling the AI, Dave sees a message from Floyd that explains why they were going to Jupiter. The monolith sent signal to Jupiter where they expect to encounter extraterrestrial life. Dave completes the mission and gets to Jupiter. Out floating in space is yet another MONOLITH.

Dave takes a pod to investigate the monolith. This time, however, the monolith acts as some sort of portal or black hole. Dave is pulled through and you are presented with crazy light show. This part of the movie was apparently made for those of you who enjoy tripping on acid. The pod lands in some sort of white room where we get to watch Dave age quickly. In the last scene, the monolith returns and old Dave reaches out for it and is TRANSFORMED into what youtubes called the Star Child. Yes, a massive baby with a lazy eye then floats over the earth. BD at this point was saying “What the fuck.”

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All right, for real, was the Sky Father an Ancient Astronaut?

2001: A Space Odyssey has the ancient astronaut trope about how aliens guide the development of mankind until they are ready to take the next step and enter the interstellar communiTAE. This is a terrible storyline that could only be written by leftists who have the same attitude towards their own existence. They are the enlightened ones waiting for all the racists and Nazis to die off so they can ascend to their “perfect” society. One of the biggest problems — which will ironically destroy the worlds of so many scientists brought up in the leftist mindset — is WHY would some alien race do this? There is the idea that aliens don’t make contact because they are allegedly afraid of our nuclear warheads. If they traveled to Earth from almost any distance, their technology is already far beyond nukes. No, they aren’t afraid of mankind’s barbarism.

WHY would they aid mankind? One way Interstellar got around this was in Cooper’s realization that aliens weren’t trying to help them — it was whatever men evolved into from the distant future, making sure the timeline for them ran smoothly. There is a WAY in nature and that way in no way involves some superior force helping and guiding an inferior one. Aliens who came across mankind would seek enslavement or conquest. It’s what we would do if we were in their shoes(cue the horrifying shrills of leftists). It’s wild how are greatest thinkers of our time have this complete gap in understanding nature.

So the first question you have to answer in the ancient astronaut theory is WHY an alien would guide the development of mankind. Maybe we are science experiment? Maybe the earth is a zoo for extraterrestrials? Could be future man making sure our species make it to the next level. In all likelihood, it’s Tyler Durden’s assertion that God hates us. We are his unwanted children. He left Earth long ago.

Now, that is a blaqpill view. You don’t want to see your children fail. You want to see them live up to and exceed the expectations you had for them. Hell, you would do everything in your power to make sure it happens. But much gets lost in translation. Your children might not hear what you are trying to tell them. They naturally might rebel against your authority.

Perhaps, the same happened with our creator. He had a goal set for man, but we failed to live up to it or rebelled against His way. Maybe He is waiting for man to rediscover the Golden Path and when he does, God will bestow upon them fortune again. One thing is certain, however, we must set our eyes on the stars again. We must fix our goal. Our religion must also match this goal.

Onwards and upwards.

BIG DAWGS, welcome to very rare RESAVAGER poast on training. I have trained consistently for over fifteen years now and this one in particular will be focused on longevity. Most posters in our sphere are probably younger than I am. I was very fortunate in my youth to not accumulate injuries, but post-30 has been a different story. Hell, even around 28 I started waking up wondering WHY IS MY BACK HURTING THIS IS S FUCKING OUTRAGE. Post-30 has been the story of setback after setback.

In my YOUTHF, I enjoyed hill sprints which came from the WENDLER program NORTH OF VAG. Where I lived, there weren’t any hills, but there was a levee which I would sprint up as many times as I could. Doing this helped put me in the best shape of my life at the time. Hills, mountains, and hiking mountains are all very fond to me and I still try to run up as many as I can. Post-30, however, struck like thunderbolt and I started getting calf injuries during these hill workouts. Pop in the calf would abruptly end workout.

How serious were these pops? To be honest, almost all my experiences with “dOcToRs” have been terrible, so I used barbaric and antiquated methods of healing such as icing and elevation. But it happened enough that I dropped hill sprints off the routine to avoid further injuries. Still hiked, still tried to sled pulls and farmers walks up hills, but it wasn’t the same which is something I’ll talk about later on. When 35 hit, I got my first real back injury. How did it come about? No idea — just woke up one morning and it was there. Sat on the couch and when I tried to get up it was over. Took probably a couple months to get over and to this day, no idea how it happened. There was no event where I was like, “damn, that’s going to hurt in the morning.”

I spent the following year addressing that as a weakness which thankfully, has yet to return. I apologize for spending so much time talking injuries(the latest being my quad popping after what was supposed to be easy 10-second sprints), but durability goes down as you age and you should be prepared for this. There are instances where you want to avoid this advice, say you are professional bodybuilder or competing in powerlifting. Something along the lines of keep doing what’s best for your sport. But if you’re a general RW bodybuilder, you should be thinking long-term. Bodybuilding is NOT a complete sport and it opens you up to issues down the road if they’re not accounted for.

Much of what you see on RESAVAGER is about being a warrior, but in our time there are many methodologies floating around that aren’t conducive to this. Bodybuilding, for example, is not going to help you be a warrior. It works wonders for being healthy and looking the part, but more is required. It is a skill set. For most people, I’m buying into the idea that a hybrid training program is the way to go. You don’t think about longevity now, but once the injuries start racking up, you will wish that you had. After high school(maybe even before, I don’t know how much physical education had declined since I went), physical preparedness falls on you.

How many men stop sprinting after high school? Stop running? How many stop jumping or playing any kind of sports? Certainty, a fraction find their way to bodybuilding and that IS something, but you must remember Rippetoe quote, “Specialization is for insects.” Obviously, Rippetoe is also a specialist when it comes to strength training, but it is a good quote nonetheless. Strength training and bodybuilding will go a long way to fortifying your body for future endeavors, but they can still leave glaring deficiencies.

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