I have that in spades. A metal and a blade and always be can be reforged time and time again to refine the impurities out and produce stronger and stronger metal and steel. Be steel brothers and keep forging and reforging no matter how many times it takes. Until you are the pure ideal and the stuff dreams are made out of, never compromise. Diamonds are brittle and rigid, Steel and metal can be reforged and made again and again. Iron within, Iron throughout
"In the crucible of creation, where the raw elements of potential coalesce into realities untold, there arises the Titan of Thought, the Sculptor of Civilization: Man. A Promethean force, Man reaches into the maelstrom of the void, his hands guided by the whispers of aspiration, to wrest from chaos the building blocks of tomorrow. With every stroke of innovation, every chisel mark upon the marble of existence, Man furthers his quest for a transcendent apotheosis, cultivating the garden of culture from the wilderness of primal instinct. As the plough furrows the earth, rending it to yield abundance, so do Man's instruments carve the path to societal nirvana. From the bonds of kinship sprout the roots of governance, the shoots of polity-a verdant canopy sheltering the blossoming of the human spirit. Amidst this perpetual renaissance, Man strives not merely to be, but to embody the sublime architecture of celestial design. Yet, in the shadowed recesses of Man's triumph, the Subhuman slinks-a spectral antithesis. This Leviathan of Envy gnashes its teeth against the sinews of achievement, a corrosive entropy intent on reclaiming light for the dark. Where the Titan of Thought constructs, the Subhuman connives to desecrate. It scours the relics of progress with an infernal fervor, seeking to raze the cathedral of Man's brilliance to but a whisper. Where Man kindles the beacon of progress, a Promethean fire defying the night, the Subhuman skulks in umbral enclaves, cavorting with specters of ruin. In the bogs of despondency, in the mires where hope sinks and festers, the Subhuman concocts its vile congress. From such Stygian depths emerges the Subhuman's monarch, the Eternal Jew, emperor of dissolution, a sovereign whose crown is wrought from the wreckage of human grandeur and whose scepter, a conduit of collapse, touches upon the bones of the world with a caress that leaves naught but the ash of failed empires. With each languid wave, dynasties dissolve into dust, their majesties and marvels rendered into footnotes of a history devoured by his insatiable hunger for the end of epochs. Enthroned in a court where the echoes of splendor's last cries reverberate against the cold, unfeeling void, the Eternal Jew presides over entropy's ceaseless ballet. Around him, a retinue of phantoms dance to the silent music of decay-their movements a somber pantomime that paints the air with the frost of oblivion. Amid this cosmic theatre, a silent war wages in the metaphysical ether-between the celestial Titans and the chthonic fiends. Each sunrise fans the flame of Man's resolve, each innovation a hymn in the symphony of advancement; but with every moon's ascent, the malevolent choir of the Eternal Jew hums its siren call to decay. The stage of existence is vast and ever-shifting, with Man and Subhuman locked in an eternal ballet. One beckons forward into the halcyon glow of uncharted firmaments, while the other seeks to choreograph the sabotage of the very stepping stones to divinity. The cosmic scales tip with each act of creation, each idea birthed, and each call to greatness heeded by the true children of the stars-the harbinger of a dawn wherein Man reigns supreme, and the specters of the abyss are but a cautionary whisper in the winds of history." - Heinrich Himmler
For many generations…they obeyed the laws and loved the divine to which they were akin…they reckoned that qualities of character were far more important than their present prosperity. So they bore the burden of their wealth and possessions lightly, and did not let their high standard of living intoxicate them or make them lose their self-control… But when the divine element in them became weakened…and their human traits became predominant, they ceased to be able to carry their prosperity with moderation. ― Plato, Timaeus
Man, when forced to use all of his intellect and wisdom, can create perfection in the form of social construction. Wandering through life, confused, without a common purpose, leads to failure and rot. Here we are. Action without purpose leads to failure.
Feeling myself like a titan in GYM listening to this. I'm sculpturing my ideal of myself from a rock, forging the figure and the will from raw metal. Glorious and noble music for gentlemen for all times and eternity. Raise your dignity and despise the fear! You are strong and can do everything ! The only limit is your time, use it wisely, brother!
At the foundation of this new religion was an ancient occult legend that tells the story of a continent somewhere in the north Atlantic. There lived a race of super-beings who'd fallen from grace through evil and vice. A great flood wiped these beings off the face of the earth, but before they could all be destroyed, certain priests escaped by boat eventually finding their way to India and the high peaks of Tibet. These escaped priests, believed by mystics to be the original race of Aryan god-men, were said to be the ancestors of all Indian and European people. The land was called Atlantis.
From the ashes of this ZOG country. We will build a new man. A man who, like Evola wrote, “is capable of the luxury of having a character.” A man with inner coherence.
Noonga Jones, Evola still has noteworthy and insightful takes. If you are going to critique him, then do so. Do not waste our time as well as your own by using platitudinal hominids.
This music evokes the idea of a human race that has managed to eliminate numerous different alien species in the Milky Way. Humans now control the entire galaxy and belong to the higher species. Their rise to dominance has not only demonstrated their technological brilliance but also their unwavering determination and ingenuity. The galaxy now bends to their will as they usher in a new era of human rule.
@@luigimrlgaming9484 Because Christianity rejects strength, tradition, and arguably wisdom. It considers the meek and weak blessed, and the strong cursed.
@@AlexanderofMiletus It teaches humility before God, read it in context. The only reason the strong are strong is because God wills it, so the strong should not be prideful or put the weak to shame, else they will be put to shame by the weak. We should not let Marxists walk over us, that is correct. But there is a time for everything. A time for hatred and a time for love. A time for peace and a time for war. A time for pride and a time for humility. Your gift of strength is gifted to you by God to be used for His purposes. When you misuse that strength and forget where it comes from, you’ll soon find you were never strong at all, infact you are unimaginably weak. Can you seriously say you are the embodiment of that stone statue all of the time? Are you stoic 24/7? Or do you not have moments of weakness? God exists, regardless of what the rest of the world thinks, everyone will eventually be judged by God so it is not the world you want to please, but instead God. We are all human beings at the end of the day, and we are all equally fallible and broken, we cannot perfect ourselves. Some traditions don’t deserve to exist, such as child sacrifice, ritual prostitution, etc. But others can be adapted to serve God, there’s a few reasons why Christian Europe took over the entire world, and its religion was probably the main reason.
@@dr.wallacebreen3859 The inferiorities and inefficiencies of our flesh and emotions that have destroyed our environment and brought inefficiency and stalled progress will be but a page in the book of history. When every man is a 7'2" towering God to which fear, lust, gluttony and greed are unknown, and duty is as paramount as breathing oxygen, Humanity will reach beyond the stars in no time. Modern day jet fighters, destroyers, unmanned vehicles, aircraft carriers and other technology will be sticks and stones compared to what's to come.
At the foundation of this new religion was an ancient occult legend that tells the story of a continent somewhere in the north Atlantic. There lived a race of super-beings who'd fallen from grace through evil and vice. A great flood wiped these beings off the face of the earth, but before they could all be destroyed, certain priests escaped by boat eventually finding their way to India and the high peaks of Tibet. These escaped priests, believed by mystics to be the original race of Aryan god-men, were said to be the ancestors of all Indian and European people. The land was called Atlantis.
That is the *point.* It is 'medicine', a 'cleansing'. It's like surgery. Lulled by the hypnotic beauty, but kept vigilant and _awake._ The Monsters of Martial Industrial Mvsica ARDITI, TRIARII, LEGIONARII, WAFENRUHE, ETCETERA] have mastered this SVPER-Art. Sitting around listening to classical music is masturbation. By all means, a natural process. But this is to aid you to sleep- to rest, with the sound of your Brothers; and or, a palette cleanser for the noise of the *IVDEN* filling the air. It's akin to Basic Training in the Military, in that, by call or duty, and in this case, Traditional, Nations, Mankind - you *want* to be involved in these anthems; to meditate as you work, as you create, love. I tell you; I take pride in cleaning my home and property. Even after working. This _music_ fills me with a melancholy fire, a sovereignty, and like I said a *pride* in Self, and Peoples. My microcosm of duties mirror and resonate out to the Macro. It is a congruency in goals and states of mind, without being brain dead automatons, and *equal* in the _False Mask of Freedom._ Our Kind do not need underhanded brainwashing to know what's *absolvte.* • At first, I was sure that Martial Industrial was some kind of psyop. But if you look at 99% of those who comment, who speak, they are rational people, interested in the past, present and future. This music is to soothe the souls who are existentially burdened, by Knowing We deserve better. We are better. We Are One. It is a 'soundtrack'. Not sheep looking for a King. That's why it is beautiful. Sometimes there are pieces like "OMNI•ENSIS" which have a largely melodic feel. But as a whole, the music varies, yet keeps INTEGRITAS. Don't _listen_ to it. It is part of you already.
One of the tragedies of the democratic drift is that profound truths may become truisms without being incorporated in legislative action, especially those truths that require to be imaginatively perceived. Should forty million people find their white blood corpuscles called forth to fight against the deadly germs of typhus, their need would be sufficiently obvious for the politician to bring the resources of the State to their assistance the more hurriedly in that to the perverted typhus germ a politician makes as appetizing a meal as anybody else. But should those forty million people be fighting a battle no less desperate against all the nameless armies of decadence and ruin that threaten the spirit, the politician can be trusted to observe NOTHING and therefore not to be diverted from his major business in life, which is service to his own career. Lack of appreciation of this fact, or else a subconscious acquiescence in its implications on the part of the parasitical overlords, has led many a civilization to disaster and many a nation to its grave. Evidence of national neurosis today is only too abundant. The almost unbelievable shifts and stratagems and blundering follies of modem democratic governments represent ONE of its facets. The brazen and suicidal rampages of vested interests represent ANOTHER. The astounding depravity of the Press represents a THIRD. Evidence even more direct is supplied by the facile and poisonous Utopianism of the post-War period: the meaningless catchwords and slogans, the advocacy of the brave new world by human leeches sticking frantically to the bad old order... The *FAILURE* of the Conservative to conserve, The *INABILITY* of the Progressive to progress, The *MURDER* of the intellect by the intellectuals, and above all the hanging, drawing and quartering of Peace by pacifists who in the frenzy of their hysteria howl and dance and shriek for *WAR.* All these things indicate something more than a mental or spiritual stammer, they indicate a strongly entrenched neurosis which is the spirit's cancer and the trumpeter of death. We sing the praise of war. Not for the way it makes people die, but for the way it makes people come alive.
a man cannot remake himself without suffering, for he is both the marble and the sculptor.
Beautiful and Well Said!!!
I have that in spades. A metal and a blade and always be can be reforged time and time again to refine the impurities out and produce stronger and stronger metal and steel. Be steel brothers and keep forging and reforging no matter how many times it takes. Until you are the pure ideal and the stuff dreams are made out of, never compromise. Diamonds are brittle and rigid, Steel and metal can be reforged and made again and again. Iron within, Iron throughout
"In the crucible of creation, where the raw elements of potential coalesce into realities untold, there arises the Titan of Thought, the Sculptor of Civilization: Man. A Promethean force, Man reaches into the maelstrom of the void, his hands guided by the whispers of aspiration, to wrest from chaos the building blocks of tomorrow. With every stroke of innovation, every chisel mark upon the marble of existence, Man furthers his quest for a transcendent apotheosis, cultivating the garden of culture from the wilderness of primal instinct.
As the plough furrows the earth, rending it to yield abundance, so do Man's instruments carve the path to societal nirvana. From the bonds of kinship sprout the roots of governance, the shoots of polity-a verdant canopy sheltering the blossoming of the human spirit. Amidst this perpetual renaissance, Man strives not merely to be, but to embody the sublime architecture of celestial design.
Yet, in the shadowed recesses of Man's triumph, the Subhuman slinks-a spectral antithesis. This Leviathan of Envy gnashes its teeth against the sinews of achievement, a corrosive entropy intent on reclaiming light for the dark. Where the Titan of Thought constructs, the Subhuman connives to desecrate. It scours the relics of progress with an infernal fervor, seeking to raze the cathedral of Man's brilliance to but a whisper.
Where Man kindles the beacon of progress, a Promethean fire defying the night, the Subhuman skulks in umbral enclaves, cavorting with specters of ruin. In the bogs of despondency, in the mires where hope sinks and festers, the Subhuman concocts its vile congress.
From such Stygian depths emerges the Subhuman's monarch, the Eternal Jew, emperor of dissolution, a sovereign whose crown is wrought from the wreckage of human grandeur and whose scepter, a conduit of collapse, touches upon the bones of the world with a caress that leaves naught but the ash of failed empires. With each languid wave, dynasties dissolve into dust, their majesties and marvels rendered into footnotes of a history devoured by his insatiable hunger for the end of epochs.
Enthroned in a court where the echoes of splendor's last cries reverberate against the cold, unfeeling void, the Eternal Jew presides over entropy's ceaseless ballet. Around him, a retinue of phantoms dance to the silent music of decay-their movements a somber pantomime that paints the air with the frost of oblivion.
Amid this cosmic theatre, a silent war wages in the metaphysical ether-between the celestial Titans and the chthonic fiends. Each sunrise fans the flame of Man's resolve, each innovation a hymn in the symphony of advancement; but with every moon's ascent, the malevolent choir of the Eternal Jew hums its siren call to decay.
The stage of existence is vast and ever-shifting, with Man and Subhuman locked in an eternal ballet. One beckons forward into the halcyon glow of uncharted firmaments, while the other seeks to choreograph the sabotage of the very stepping stones to divinity. The cosmic scales tip with each act of creation, each idea birthed, and each call to greatness heeded by the true children of the stars-the harbinger of a dawn wherein Man reigns supreme, and the specters of the abyss are but a cautionary whisper in the winds of history." - Heinrich Himmler
Indeed. Truth is sacred
@@Octaviu5 based
For many generations…they obeyed the laws and loved the divine to which they were akin…they reckoned that qualities of character were far more important than their present prosperity. So they bore the burden of their wealth and possessions lightly, and did not let their high standard of living intoxicate them or make them lose their self-control…
But when the divine element in them became weakened…and their human traits became predominant, they ceased to be able to carry their prosperity with moderation.
― Plato, Timaeus
Baptize yourself in fire,
hammer away at weakness,
forge an invulnerable soul,
with your body as weapon.
Man, when forced to use all of his intellect and wisdom, can create perfection in the form of social construction. Wandering through life, confused, without a common purpose, leads to failure and rot. Here we are. Action without purpose leads to failure.
Feeling myself like a titan in GYM listening to this. I'm sculpturing my ideal of myself from a rock, forging the figure and the will from raw metal. Glorious and noble music for gentlemen for all times and eternity. Raise your dignity and despise the fear! You are strong and can do everything ! The only limit is your time, use it wisely, brother!
My favourite workout music.
Empowering for sure
Amazing i this
I don't know why I love this genre. But indeed I do. A feeling of wealth, accomplishment and knowledge.
At the foundation of this new religion was an ancient occult legend that tells the story of a continent somewhere in the north Atlantic. There lived a race of super-beings who'd fallen from grace through evil and vice. A great flood wiped these beings off the face of the earth, but before they could all be destroyed, certain priests escaped by boat eventually finding their way to India and the high peaks of Tibet. These escaped priests, believed by mystics to be the original race of Aryan god-men, were said to be the ancestors of all Indian and European people. The land was called Atlantis.
Numenoreans.
Absolutly
Source?
@Bozgor 88 In Croatian its Hitler-Occult origin
@Bozgor 88 I remember that (and several like it) during the late 90s/early 00s.
From the ashes of this ZOG country. We will build a new man. A man who, like Evola wrote, “is capable of the luxury of having a character.” A man with inner coherence.
@Luciano Luca "ride the tiger" then "revolt against the modern world"
Noonga Jones, Evola still has noteworthy and insightful takes. If you are going to critique him, then do so. Do not waste our time as well as your own by using platitudinal hominids.
Uber mensch
evola was traditionalist, not nazi or antisemite
@@Dionysus784 this ^ evola didn't like the fascists or the nazis.
"Liberty is a duty, not a right"
- Benito Mussolini
Indeed. Based
Also Ezra Pound said going off of it: "To own a property is not a right, but a duty."
You dumbass zoomers know Benito basically offered Italians zero civil liberties, right?
@@BigPuddin I'm a Zoomer and It's really concerning how so many are falling for such extreme ideologies and beliefs
@@OperatorMax1993My country was founded by extremists and fringe ideologies.
This music evokes the idea of a human race that has managed to eliminate numerous different alien species in the Milky Way. Humans now control the entire galaxy and belong to the higher species. Their rise to dominance has not only demonstrated their technological brilliance but also their unwavering determination and ingenuity. The galaxy now bends to their will as they usher in a new era of human rule.
Ave Imperator,
-HIS WILL BE DONE-
Man is a rope between the ape and the superman
some are more apes, others are more superman
@@jagosevatarion8822 AYO HOL' UP
Can't handle the truth?@@stoggafllik
@@slavnat8446 racist!
ain't that the truth@@jagosevatarion8822
Reject bureaucracy, embrace the nation
Reject lust, embrace beauty
Reject positivism, embrace Tradition
Reject weakness, embrace strength
Reject capitalism, embrace reaction
Reject communism, embrace reaction
Reject fascism, embrace reaction
Reject religion, embrace reaction
Reject conformity, embrace wisdom
Reject radicalism, embrace virtue
Reject hedonism, embrace destiny
Reject modernity, embrace the Ideal
You can find none of these things without God✝️
@@luigimrlgaming9484 Not that god
@@AlexanderofMiletus Why?
@@luigimrlgaming9484 Because Christianity rejects strength, tradition, and arguably wisdom. It considers the meek and weak blessed, and the strong cursed.
@@AlexanderofMiletus It teaches humility before God, read it in context. The only reason the strong are strong is because God wills it, so the strong should not be prideful or put the weak to shame, else they will be put to shame by the weak. We should not let Marxists walk over us, that is correct. But there is a time for everything.
A time for hatred and a time for love.
A time for peace and a time for war.
A time for pride and a time for humility.
Your gift of strength is gifted to you by God to be used for His purposes. When you misuse that strength and forget where it comes from, you’ll soon find you were never strong at all, infact you are unimaginably weak. Can you seriously say you are the embodiment of that stone statue all of the time? Are you stoic 24/7? Or do you not have moments of weakness?
God exists, regardless of what the rest of the world thinks, everyone will eventually be judged by God so it is not the world you want to please, but instead God. We are all human beings at the end of the day, and we are all equally fallible and broken, we cannot perfect ourselves.
Some traditions don’t deserve to exist, such as child sacrifice, ritual prostitution, etc. But others can be adapted to serve God, there’s a few reasons why Christian Europe took over the entire world, and its religion was probably the main reason.
Man is a rope between the ape and the overman
Warriors of unaltered blood, now is the time!
The BEST EVER MUSIC ...
TOUCH MY BLOOD ...
AND MY SPIRIT☠
This is music to recover from leg day. That feeling of satisfaction when you beat your Personal Best when squatting.
I know I'm probably on a list now, but this music is very fitting for working on Horus heresy/40k projects
Ikr
we're all on a list don't worry
Bold of anyone to assume that agencies will have anyone of useful competency in the future to follow through with making the list(s) actionable.
stop caring
some of the great leaders in history according to legend were partly divine
Julius Caesar said he descended from Venus and Aeneas
You can’t convince me that Alexander the great, Genghis Khan, and Austrian Painter didn’t have a spark of divinity in them
A new Atlantis arises from coming technological singularity
Glory to mankind in the highest
BASED
Glory to Aryankind, humanity at it's absolute and unmatched apotheosis.
The will to potency
Music for prepare are fight... we stay in a total war
A new man as far above us as we above the ape
We are the Sons and Daughters of the Gods!
This is good background music for implanting gene seeds in humans to create spacemarines.
could be remnants of that legend in other cultures as well
shhhh
Tohle je neskutečně EPICKÝ💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻
To jo
Low iq slav language
i feel so much power from this song
May it be for all time
To the coming singularity may it come quickly
myth
also why do you wish for hell?
La race supérieure.
Man is still all to human
It requires mechanization.
@@blorb32From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh
@@dr.wallacebreen3859 The inferiorities and inefficiencies of our flesh and emotions that have destroyed our environment and brought inefficiency and stalled progress will be but a page in the book of history. When every man is a 7'2" towering God to which fear, lust, gluttony and greed are unknown, and duty is as paramount as breathing oxygen, Humanity will reach beyond the stars in no time. Modern day jet fighters, destroyers, unmanned vehicles, aircraft carriers and other technology will be sticks and stones compared to what's to come.
Restore all and remove the hinderances
I see your pfp everywhere. What's it from?
@@user-hm9is5ke9i ruclips.net/video/TQv7UbY7RXo/видео.html
@@user-hm9is5ke9i Die Bereitschaft - Readiness. Artist: Arno Breker.
Man must be surpassed
Thus, machinery must triumph over flesh.
Prometheus
Could the 21st century or even the 3rd millennium of the common era be considered the age of prometheus
Make Europe European again
amazing
Perfect bgm for a horror game.
Sounds like Red Alert, but post-Axis victory
Atlantis reborn as spoken about by francis bacon
Damn I almost forgot where I came from...
Hyperanthropos
The superman
HEIL EUROPA
Prometheus freed
based
Return fire to mankind!
To the coming posthuman age of a man more evolved
Da zdravstvuet pobeda!
Чья?
@@iron_mike_333 победа Европы.
Make them stop bothering me I'm not playing with myself Im being harassed remove The saboteur remove the sapper. I go alone always
Song of a coming transhuman age
Its the sing of the upcoming age of fascism after the deat of the NWO and we take power✋🏻
anyone have the link to this raw audio? sounds interesting
possibly left over from israels polytheistic stage before the babylonian exile
Twardzi jak stal.
Transcendent
To coming Ubermence
🖤
Where are the lyrics at?
Its a anthem not all have lyrics its not rap lol
i mean the speaking at the end
do not know ! .
At the foundation of this new religion was an ancient occult legend that tells the story of a continent somewhere in the north Atlantic. There lived a race of super-beings who'd fallen from grace through evil and vice. A great flood wiped these beings off the face of the earth, but before they could all be destroyed, certain priests escaped by boat eventually finding their way to India and the high peaks of Tibet. These escaped priests, believed by mystics to be the original race of Aryan god-men, were said to be the ancestors of all Indian and European people. The land was called Atlantis.
The comments in this comment section are sort of cringe lol
Yeah lmao, there's a lot of edge lords revealing their true colors
Understand now ?
So many pagan's in the comments 😅
who cares race above all
Honor transcends religion
Nephilim
judeo christian mythology the nephilim the result of human and fallen angel hybrids also known as those who fell
The comment section :-/
Unfortunate, I know.
It is awesome
We are growing
The marching noise is so mind numbing,, without it it would be better
That is the *point.*
It is 'medicine', a 'cleansing'. It's like surgery.
Lulled by the hypnotic beauty, but kept vigilant and _awake._
The Monsters of Martial Industrial Mvsica ARDITI, TRIARII, LEGIONARII, WAFENRUHE, ETCETERA] have mastered this SVPER-Art.
Sitting around listening to classical music is masturbation. By all means, a natural process.
But this is to aid you to sleep- to rest, with the sound of your Brothers; and or, a palette cleanser for the noise of the *IVDEN* filling the air.
It's akin to Basic Training in the Military, in that, by call or duty, and in this case, Traditional, Nations, Mankind - you *want* to be involved in these anthems; to meditate as you work, as you create, love.
I tell you; I take pride in cleaning my home and property. Even after working.
This _music_ fills me with a melancholy fire, a sovereignty, and like I said a *pride* in Self, and Peoples.
My microcosm of duties mirror and resonate out to the Macro.
It is a congruency in goals and states of mind, without being brain dead automatons, and *equal* in the _False Mask of Freedom._
Our Kind do not need underhanded brainwashing to know what's *absolvte.*
• At first, I was sure that Martial Industrial was some kind of psyop.
But if you look at 99% of those who comment, who speak, they are rational people, interested in the past, present and future.
This music is to soothe the souls who are existentially burdened, by Knowing We deserve better. We are better.
We Are One.
It is a 'soundtrack'. Not sheep looking for a King.
That's why it is beautiful.
Sometimes there are pieces like "OMNI•ENSIS" which have a largely melodic feel. But as a whole, the music varies, yet keeps INTEGRITAS.
Don't _listen_ to it. It is part of you already.
These comments give me hope for our race. Hail Victory!
Beautiful comments
One of the tragedies of the democratic drift
is that profound truths
may become truisms without being incorporated in legislative action,
especially those truths that require to be imaginatively perceived.
Should forty million people find their white blood corpuscles called forth to
fight against the deadly germs of typhus,
their need would be sufficiently obvious for the politician to bring the
resources of the State to their assistance
the more hurriedly in that to the perverted typhus germ
a politician makes as appetizing a meal as anybody else.
But should those forty million people be fighting a battle no less desperate
against all the nameless armies of decadence and ruin that threaten the
spirit,
the politician can be trusted to observe NOTHING
and therefore not to be diverted from his major business in life,
which is service to his own career.
Lack of appreciation of this fact,
or else a subconscious acquiescence in its implications on the part of the
parasitical overlords,
has led many a civilization to disaster and many a nation to its grave.
Evidence of national neurosis today is only too abundant.
The almost unbelievable shifts and stratagems
and blundering follies of modem democratic governments represent ONE of its
facets.
The brazen and suicidal rampages of vested interests represent ANOTHER.
The astounding depravity of the Press represents a THIRD.
Evidence even more direct is supplied by the facile and poisonous Utopianism
of the post-War period:
the meaningless catchwords and slogans,
the advocacy of the brave new world by human leeches sticking frantically to
the bad old order...
The *FAILURE* of the Conservative to conserve,
The *INABILITY* of the Progressive to progress,
The *MURDER* of the intellect by the intellectuals,
and above all the hanging, drawing and quartering of Peace by pacifists
who in the frenzy of their hysteria howl and dance and shriek for *WAR.*
All these things indicate something more than a mental or spiritual stammer,
they indicate a strongly entrenched neurosis
which is the spirit's cancer
and the trumpeter of death.
We sing the praise of war. Not for the way it makes people die, but for the
way it makes people come alive.
Fucking yikes you people
Wake up you cultists
Man is a rope between the ape and the superman