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While there is in us, a healthy respect for the christ figure in mythology, there is also a heady awareness how
government with it's alliance in the church has used this figure of compassion as a tool to humble its people.
Examples abound, from the pinnacle of Dacia's glory under Burebista who formed an alliance with the wizard Zalmoxis,
to General Franco's alliance with catholic church, in his quest to exterminate popular resistance to facism.
Peace does not come from pacifism. It comes from honest labor. It comes with the day to day interaction with the gods
inside of us, through acts of creativity and generosity. Religion in the hands of government is a tool for domestication.
While christ displayed courage in dying for his beliefs, in this he choose pacifism, which has its place.. but not on
the spiritual battlefield that we wander.
We are against men more brutal than we can imagine, men who are casually destroying the future of our children.
Should we be herded casually to the slaughter or resist in every way possible,
We ourselves, looking down at our hands, must acknowledge that we have none of the survival skills of old, we are reliant
on guardians without conscience for justice.
As we grow materially more fat, and weaker in inner strength, our souls are becoming more subdued. We
pass our days in everything but active opposition.
We no longer read, and with succeeding generations writings become less impassioned, more stilted and more lacking in
depth, that, outside of rare examples, we are forced to look back a hundred years or more for the writings of people of substance.
We are a larval product of breeding, digesting the earth and being milked for cash. Our creativity has devolved much like
the shining tide of the sea withdraws.
We are content one our long leash.
We can look back, without nostalgia or sentamentalism to the pagan cultures of the norse-men, where each man stood for
another, and died for his brother. Whereas the conflicts where ephemeral, these were people with a personal relationship
with their gods.
(1) On a good day
is born that great-souled lord
who hath a heart like his;
aye will his times
be told of on earth,
and men will speak of his might.
No age cries more for warriors, who despise selfishness, despise the thievery of middlemen and the merchant classes.
Men who can't be bought and who see the benefit of suffering so that their own souls might evolve from the experience.
Nothing is more poisonous to a human being than these plastic gifts given to us by a junk culture.
It is the responsiblity of each of us to battle each and every day with apathy, each in our own way.
(2) Generosity brings credit and honour, which support one's dignity;
it furnishes help and subsistence
to all broken men who are devoid of aught else.
(1) ákonarmál is a skaldic poem which the skald Eyvindr
skáldaspillir composed about the fall of the Norwegian
king Hákon the Good at the battle of Fitja
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