I’d like to think of the Warrior Religion as a Spearhead, not a vanguard. Vanguard implies some defensive action on part of a group. A spearhead is a weapon directed at your enemies. You must remember what Nietzsche says, “For courage is the best slayer,—courage which ATTACKETH: for in every attack there is sound of triumph.” Our “side” has been characterized long as reactionary. We’re only reacting to the attacks the enemy makes against us. This is not a recipe for victory.
The SPEARHEAD is looking to strike. It’s disciples have an unflinching belief in their own superiority and look to impose their will on our enemies. Contrast this with the reactionary who is cynically critiquing the attacks upon him. The Spearhead looks to cut and cleave into. To fight at the moment the enemy presents an opening because we believe we can win. This unflinching belief in superiority doesn’t manifest out of nothing. It must be cultivated and demonstrated by outstanding men.
Much that goes into such an unflinching belief is a devotion to one’s cause, to one’s religion and God. This must be paired with a painstaking attention to one’s profession as warrior. With that, along with experience, comes an unshakable confidence. Make no mistake every man’s profession is to be a warrior. This is evidenced in the differences between the sexes and the fact that every war from the beginning of mankind has been fought by men. It will always be fought by men. The warpath is sacred to the man.
Every man is a warrior. The Romans called men “vir” which meant both man and warrior/hunter. A man can ignore his profession at the price of his freedom. Nietzsche in his Twilight of the Idols said, “the free man is a warrior.” You have to fight. It’s what you’re made to do. Failing to do so is denying your biological inheritance and your mind will make you pay for such a betrayal.
Fighting is just the ticket to get in. To make yourself free. But to be a part of the Spearhead, you have to prove yourself superior. You have to prove you can dominate the enemy. That you have them figured out. You’re the next step in the evolution of mankind. The Spearheead — as a group— will make themselves loved by The Gods by their devotion to the doctrines of nature. What have you done today to make yourself worthy of the Spearhead?
The Daring Ones
A favorite book of mine is The Death Company by Cristoforo Baseggio. It tells the story of an Italian special operations group operating in Alps during World War I. Frustrated by the lack of action, Baseggio put together the Death Company whom he called his Arditi or The Daring Ones to attack enemy positions. This involved daring advances on enemy strong points in the mountains. Baseggio recruited only the most brave and daring men for these missions. These men were heroes and this company suffered heavy casualties during their operations. I encourage all to read this book if you haven’t already.
Much confidence has been stolen from our people. Their minds poisoned by some made up guilt. The Spearhead must exist a revitalizing force. A RESAVAGING force. Our side provides plenty evidence of the superiority of our race. The potential is there, just waiting to be reawakened.
To return to this Golden Path means becoming hard. The enemy has the power of the strongest country in the world at its back. You have to show staying power. You have to show the ability to take a punch. You must take pride in austerity where the enemy is afforded every available comfort. You have to show grit. To not be perturbed by the technological might of your opponents.
Moreover, you have to embrace a martial poverty. The enemy will pull out all the stops, he will go as low as necessary to beat you. You have to be willing to endure in the harshest conditions. You have to be willing to thrive in the harshest of conditions. To go where the enemy will not follow, to meet him where he does not expect. To do more with less.
You have to find the way to hit the enemy hard. To go on the attack and leave behind these critiques in reaction. To make the enemy remember that he’s in a fight. This ain’t a classroom where you just go tattle on the mean kid bullying you. This is your life and mine. All the fervor the enemy shows — but are they willing to get their hands dirty? Are they willing to do what it takes to win?
To Zarathustra’s Companions
What will it take to induce man into the type of fervor and fanaticism to fight in this holy war? What will it take to get them back in the game? What will it take to get them into the fight for survival that all races face upon this earth? How can you be — as BAP says — tyrannical to the human ape in you? To deny the bad habits the occupational class tries to bring out in you. To show Buddhistic self-control and harsh discipline unto the path of glory.
You must look inside yourself and do what’s necessary to become the LIGHTNING — the Overman — Zarathustra spoke of. Devote yourself to what’s great, brave, hard, and manly over everything else. Much of the current ailment in society comes from the reality that the enemy is at least willing to fight for what they believe in. You have to take it to the next level and live your life in a way that you’re willing to die for it if necessary. This is true devotion, true fanaticism. It’s being a man of RACE. It’s Spengler’s Culture Man over Civilization Man.
Action is everything. Orient yourself so that you may advance your goals and attack your enemies. No longer live under the frame imposed upon you by the enemy’s society. You must set the tone for your own life and the Great Work of the Warrior Religion. Man must return to the frontier and much work must be done to get us there. Only there may man receive strength and GLORY from God again. But first, man must thunder across the whole earth.
Feminists and their male counterpart pussies bray like jackasses in a pepper patch that women are stronger than men. Their main argument is childbirth, claiming that a man is not strong enough to endure that pain, only a woman is. While I concede it is considerable, nonetheless I counter with war and combat. Picture a soldier on a battlefield writhing in agony with an arm. leg, or his genitals blown off or all three and maybe worse. Tell me with a straight face that having a baby hurts more than that.