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A Future for White Children

While White men, women and children were marching on Saturday March 15th, I was busy celebrating the first birthday of my best friend’s firstborn son.  Beautiful little Woden!  Here is a picture of the cake I made for the party guests:

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This child is amazing.  Huge inquisitive blue eyes that stare into your soul.  Fierce intelligence and an urge to communicate his wishes to everyone in the room.  When you interact with him, it is clear that he not only understands everything you say, but forms a thought in response to you.   He responds unambiguously to yes or no questions.  “Do you want banana?”  “Yeh!”  “Woden, did you poo?”  “Yeh.”   You look and there is, in fact, poo.  His masculinity is also very pronounced at this age: when he climbs or pulls himself up on something, he makes the manliest little grunting noises, and his expression is pure power and determination.  He’s so awesome.  (This one year old kid is more of a man than most of the 20- and 30-something males I know haha..)

Of course we know that we must secure the existence of our people, and each of us does what we can to make that a reality.  But the importance of this becomes so much more concrete when you look into the clear blue eyes of a white child, and he looks up at you with such hope and possibility.  It is up to us to make his world a safe place to grow up in.  It is up to us to protect him from the things that would destroy his pride in himself and his heritage.  It is up to us to teach him the values, traditions and skills of his forebears.  He is our future as a people.

Hail to the parents of white children everywhere!  That their little ones grow ever stronger and smarter, with the love and support of our European family.

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The Ballad of Sinclair

I loved Tyr’s version of this song, but didn’t realize how much longer and more poetic the full version is.  The song describes the Battle of Kringen which took place in Norway in 1612.  An excellent overview of it can be found here.

“Listen to me! The enemy has invaded us!”

We are reminded that the once proud Norwegian people took it into their own hands to defend their land against invaders (in this case Scottish mercenaries).  Monuments and folk songs immortalize this honourable deed.

Translation (by Google Translate, by no means accurate, and corrections are more than welcome)

1 Mr. Sinklar went over salten sea,
against Norway his course meaneth stands;
among Gudbrand’s rocks he found his grave ,
there hung so bloody a forehead.

Well up before day
they’re coming across the heath.

2 Mr. Sinklar crossed the ocean blue
for Swedish money to fight:
Help you God, you surely must
in the grass for the standard bite.

3 The moon shines at night pale,
the venture so softly rolling;
one mermaid out of the water rose,
She predicted Mr Sinklar ill:

4 ” Turn back, turn back, you Scottish man!
it applies to your life as phage;
Get To Norway I say the truth
right you are never going back!”

5 “Lead is your song, you poisonous troll
always you predict about accidents;
Catch you again in my power,
I let you chop into pieces.”

6 He sailed for days, he sailed for three
with all his hired followers,
the fourth morning he did Norway’s wonder see
I will not conceal.

7 By coasts of Romsdal he steered ashore,
declared himself an enemy;
he was followed by fourteen hundred men,
all of which had evil intentions.

8 They scolded and burned where they went,
all rights they violate;
the old man’s helplessness touched them not
they scoffed at the weeping widow.

9 The child was killed in his mother’s lap,
so and gently as it smiled;
rumor of this weeping and wailing
to the core of the country hurried.

10 Bavnen glittered and budstikken race
from canal to the nearest canal;
Valley’s sons into hiding not crept,
it had to Mr Sinklar true.

11 “The soldier is out on the king’s parade,
we must ourselves the country defend;
cursed be the unrighteous,
who now his blood will save.”

12 The farmers of Våge, Lesje and Lom
with sharp axes on necks
in Bredebøjgd together came,
with the Scot would they talk.

13 Close below like running a path
as you wonder Kringen cold;
Lågen rushes there over;
in it the enemies should fall.

14 The rifle hanging on the wall no more,
yonder aims gray-haired gunner;
nix lift up his wet beard
and eagerly await its prey.

15 The first shot at Mr Sinklar prevailed,
he roared and gave up his spirit;
every Scot cried when the colonel fell:
“God deliver us from this dilemma!”

16 “Above peasants, above, in Norwegian men,
beat down, beat down for food!”
Since wished the Scot back home,
he was not quite gaily to fashion.

17 With dead bodies were Kringen strewn
the ravens had enough to eat, –
the young blood, which flowed out,
the Scottish girls mourn.

18 Not a living soul came home,
as customer, his compatriot tell
how dangerous it is to visit them,
who live among Norway’s mountains.

19 End towers a support in the same place,
as Norway’s enemies wonder true.
Woe to every person here who are not named,
so often his eyes the spectacle!

Well up before day
they’re coming across the heath.

Birds of a feather flock together: The sacred feast of Váli

Festival of the Kin. I very much prefer that 🙂

Vinland Heritage

Dear pagan readers,

February 14th is commonly being designated as “Valentine’s Day”, the day of lovers that is nowadays celebrated with roses, heart-shaped boxes of chocolate, romantic gifts and valentines given to those beloved. Some couples even make a point to go out for dinner or to go see a movie on this day to express their love and rekindle their passion for each other. February 14th is indeed a very special day. That is exactly why the early christians felt the need to assimilate this pagan feast in order to facilitate the conversion of our forebears. Long before the two early Christian martyrs named Valentine that this special day is currently named after lived, the ancient Europeans in Northern Europe celebrated February 14th(around the 24-25 of Sokkvabekkr in the ancient calendar) as The Feast Day of Vali also referred to as The Festival of the Kin. This day was…

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On Plants

Asleep within the seed the power lies,

Foreshadowed pattern, folded in the shell,

Root, leaf, and germ, pale and half-formed.

The nub of tranquil life, kept safe and dry,

Swells upward, trusting to the gentle dew,

Soaring apace from out the enfolding night.

Artless the shape that first bursts into light–

The plant-child, like unto the human kind–

Sends forth its rising shoot that gathers limb

To limb, itself repeating, recreating,

In infinite variety; ’tis plain

To see, each leaf elaborates the last–

Serrated margins, scalloped fingers, spikes

That rested, webbed, within the nether organ–

At length attaining preordained fulfillment.

-Goethe, The Metamorphosis of Plants (poem)

As spring draws nearer, I find myself thinking more and more about the nature of plants, and how much we can learn from them about ourselves.

Over New Year’s, I spent some time at a biodynamic farm, and had a chance to learn a bit about what biodynamic agriculture is all about.  The idea is that the land itself is a living entity, and that the plants, animals, and humans that live on that land are part of a system that is interrelated.  Compost plays a large role in this: only organic matter that is generated on the farm is used in the compost, and there are some very specific and rather odd preparations which are added to the compost (dandelion flowers stuffed into cow mesentery and buried over the winter then dug up in spring for example).  The point of this as I understand it is that the health of the soil is paramount to the health of the farm and everything on it, and these are methods to re-introduce minerals and nutrients back into the soil.  Of course they have done studies trying to quantify the value of this approach in terms of yield, versus regular organic and conventional farming, but I think that is missing the point.  It’s not about what you take from the soil during this growing season, but about what is put back into the soil for subsequent years and generations.  That’s where it really spoke to me.

Craig Holdrege of the Nature Institute writes in his recent book Thinking Like a Plant:  “By taking root in the earth, plants become in a way more dependent on their environment and more vulnerable than a roaming, self-mobile animal.  But this dependency is the flip side of openness to the environment and the plant’s ability to engage with that environment and to do what animals cannot, namely create, essentially out of air and water, living substance.”

All living organisms are adaptive.  The genetic predisposition of a plant to achieve a particular form is shaped by many factors in its environment, much like animals and humans.  Through its leaves, through its roots, it is in intimate contact with its surroundings and responding to stimuli.  Although a plant can survive in less-than-ideal soil and light conditions, it will not achieve its true ideal form: its growth will be stunted or it will appear retarded.

It is no surprise that when you plant native plants in your garden, they are more resilient and drought-resistant, they attract and support local wildlife like birds, butterflies and bees; they are specially adapted to the geography, climate and ecosystem in which they live.  The plant knows how to function as a part of that system.

We also know what happens when invasive foreign species of plants are introduced into an ecosystem.  They can quickly become out of control, squeezing out native plants, shading them from light or choking out their roots.  They can even change the pH of the soil to make it uninhabitable to native species.

Cultivating and observing plants is great for the body and mind.  I encourage you, even if you don’t have a piece of earth to call your own, bring a plant into your home and see what it can teach you about yourself!

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Romanticism and Europe

In 2001-2002, I attended the University of King’s College in Halifax and studied in the Foundation Year Programme.  It is an integrated programme in which human history is explored through six sections by examining works of literature, philosophy, music and art produced in that time period.  For me at the time, it was a bit overwhelming as I was living on my own for the first time (not in residence) and the reading assignments were very demanding, nonetheless I managed to pass with a quite good mark and decided not to return to university the subsequent year (or ever).  I do feel that it was a worthwhile exercise, and I am still working through the texts we studied and trying to reach deeper into the material, with my new awakened perspective.

The text that moved me the most at the time, and still to this day makes me sob and cry like an emotional teenager, was Goethe’s The Sorrows of Young Werther.  An early novel by arguably the greatest German writer of all time, and the first German book to be a success in England and France, Werther caused a stir across Europe and inspired many youths to adopt not only his clothing style, but also his unfortunate end.  To me, the character of Werther embodies the passion, sensitivity, and depth of feeling that is at the heart of the European soul.

Werther and other works belonging to the Sturm und Drang movement laid the way for Romanticism proper to emerge in Germany, England and France.  During the period from about 1780 to 1880 there was a tremendous amount of artistic, musical, literary and philosophical genius taking place in Europe, in which Nationalism and reverence for nature played a large role.  This movement was a reaction against the Age of Enlightenment thinkers who promoted the growing systems of democracy, capitalism, bureaucracy and litigation.  The Romantics attempted to restore and elevate the the individual human experience and emotion that was being lost in European culture.  I see this movement as the last great struggle for life in European culture, which was snuffed by modernism, the beginning of World War I, and of course all the degenerate fecal matter we call contemporary art.

Now, enough talk, let me give some examples of great Romantic music and art!  Click on the pictures to enlarge.

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Notice how the human figures and their constructions are dwarfed, humbled by their magnificent surrounding landscapes.  Also I find the music from this period more free-formed, dramatic and emotive than earlier music.  Evokes action and passionate feeling.

Norwegian Romantic painter Johan Christian Dahl:

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I think it’s important we remember that every great movement needs great culture to inspire it to great achievements.  During the Romantic period, the forces which now threaten to annihilate us were strengthening their hold in our homelands, and certain individuals were giving prophetic warnings about what was to come.  I will close with the overture from Richard Wagner’s Die Meistersinger von Nürnberg, and an excerpt from Act Three of the libretto:

Beware! Evil tricks threaten us:
if the German people and kingdom should one day decay,
under a false, foreign rule
soon no prince would understand his people;
and foreign mists with foreign vanities
they would plant in our German land;
what is German and true none would know,
if it did not live in the honour of German Masters.
Therefore I say to you:
honour your German Masters,
then you will conjure up good spirits!
And if you favour their endeavours,
even if the Holy Roman Empire
should dissolve in mist,
for us there would yet remain
holy German Art!

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December 25

The Theft of Our Animals

Come, fill the South Sea goblet full;

The gods shall of our stock take care;

Europa pleased accepts the Bull,

And Jove with joy puts off the Bear.

This poem was written by Alexander Pope in 1720, and inscribed upon a punch bowl, for a club.  Pope and many other Englishmen at the time were heavily invested in the South Sea Company, a stock-market scheme involving the English monarchy and government.  When the South Sea Bubble burst in mid-1720, many investors, from peasants to lords, were forced into bankruptcy and thousands of individuals were financially ruined.  This was the first major stock-market fraud and meltdown: the first of many as we sadly know today.

922px-William_Hogarth_-_The_South_Sea_SchemeWilliam Hogarth’s Emblematical Print on the South Sea Scheme.

It was also another first: one of the earliest usages of the terms Bull and Bear to describe positive and negative market trends.

As most of us reading this will already know, the cow/bull and the bear are the most ancient and sacred symbols in our European religion, our Ancestral Cult.  Marie Cachet has done extensive research and writing on this subject, and I will not attempt to summarize here but will refer you to her writings here on Mithra or the Bull of Fire and here on the Cult of the Bear.  In all cultures with European ancestry, these animals are representative of our connection to the earth, the cycle of the seasons, and natural reproduction.

When I studied Dante’s Divine Comedy in first-year university, and found that Dante had grouped the sins of Usury and Sodomy together in the seventh circle of the Inferno, it was explained to us that they were both seen at the time as sins against nature: attempted reproduction in an unnatural way.  In sodomy, you are taking something natural and intended to be fruitful, the act of sex, and turning it into something that is not fruitful (fornication using contraception would also fall in this category).  In usury, you are taking something that is not intended to be fruitful, gold and silver which are inorganic matter, and turning it into something that is fruitful by unnaturally making that inorganic matter “breed” and create offspring.  Of course today both of these “sins” are openly celebrated.

It is argued that money is the new god, worshipped today in the cities of the West.  Chechar calls it the One Ring of greed and power, and also refers to the westerner’s new god, Mammon, see here.

This I think helps to explain why you will find bronze statues of bulls and bears in financial districts and stock exchanges across America and Europe, and why you hear endless discussion of “bull markets” and “bear markets”.  The most ancient symbols of our pagan past, stolen and repurposed by the enemies of Europe, known now to the world as “the two symbolic beasts of finance”.

800px-Bulle_und_Bär_FrankfurtIn front of the Frankfurt Stock Exchange.