𝕰𝖘𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖈 𝕳𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖒 ϟϟ

''The unknown leaders of the SS achieved the Great Transmutation, bringing to an end, for a few of them, the opus magnum. There is a photograph taken in Wewelsburg which gives us visible proof of what I have always said: above the highest known leaders, above Himmler himself, there existed other unknown guides who did not wear uniforms, who never let themselves be seen and who did not appear in public with their names. Not in the official ceremonies of the Black Order. They were above all the others and only took part in the most secret ceremonies taking place in the underground vault, and surrounding the Round Table, where they appeared, cloaked, without showing their faces. Not even Himmler knew them. In the said photo , together among the uniforms, in the center of everyone, is a civilian in black who tilts his head trying to hide his face. One can see clearly he is the chief, but does not want to be recognized. The photograph was confidential and we believe it had not reached them in time to be destroyed.'' -Miguel Serrano: Adolf Hitler The Ultimate Avatar @WoflsschanzeUnderground

''Wotan leads the poets and heroes. I feel this as I write. He has guided my steps from a young age, since in the Andes of my country when I saw the giants. His Throne of Gold, in Valhalla, is Hlidskiaf. His head carries the helmet that projects golden rays with two wings of an eagle. His blue cloak is the Hyperborean firmament, colour of the God Krishna. His left hand holds the Lance; his right, the Sword. As Chief in battle he wins the Victory. Above his head two ravens fly. At his feet run two wolves. Like Apollo, Wotan is a God-Wolf. The SS Initiates, the heroes of Wotan, are today also wolves. Siegfried was a Wölfling, a wolf cub and descended from Wotan, like the Frankish kings, like Hengist and Horsa, who conquered England and like Frederick Barbarossa, served by two ravens, Hugin and Munin, while he sleeps in the Kyffhauserberg. Hitler is an Avatar of Wotan. An Antarctic Wolf.'' —𝗠𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗼: 𝗔𝗱𝗼𝗹𝗳 𝗛𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 @WolfsschanzeUnderground

🥂 𝟎𝟗/𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟗𝟏𝟕 🎂 Today was born one of the precursors of Esoteric Hitlerism/Hyperborean Wisdom, a Great Master of immense divine light. His books are an immense Gift to all of us initiated in the purest knowledge there is! ''-𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘈𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.'' @WolfsschanzeUnderground

While Professor Hermann Wirth was still alive he was visited by a delegation of red skin Indians in Germany. They were in search of the "man in Europe who also adored the same Swastika." But he was already no longer there. Worldwide the heroes, the semi-divinities, have venerated the Mountain. In the United States there is Mount Cuchama, sacred to red men, who still keep the Swastika as their sacred symbol. He had left precisely in search of a Mountain. Where did those Hyperborean symbols and traditions still kept by the noble Indians of the red race come from? From a vanished people of white giants who lived on Mount Cuchama before them. This was revealed in "The History of (Lower) California," by F.J. Clavigero. In those years I read and reread the expeditions of Swiss explorer Sven Hedin through the Trans-Himalayas at the end of the Nineteenth Century and beginning of the Twentieth. Supporter and friend of Hitler, they planned together the shortest routes to connect Berchtesgaden with Lhasa, in Tibet. Because, like the Pueblo Indians and the redskins of Mount Cuchama, Tibetans were also lone custodians of the great secret of a race of white giants, the Dropas, who preceded them. They kept the entrance to the interior City of the Himalayas, Agharta, or Agharti.

OSTLEGION During the 1940s, Tibetan volunteers formed brigades attached to the Cossack regiments combatting Communism alongside National Socialist Germany. The Tibetans, with their endurance of sub-zero temperatures and their refusal to surrender, made them among the toughest fighters against the Soviets. They were exceptional horsemen and staged some of the last cavalry charges in history. It was the remnants of these brigades that the Soviet army found in the ruins of Berlin, having fought to the last. After the war, Tibet took those National Socialist fighters who could make it into sanctuary. Among these was an Austrian mountaineer and Oberscharführer, Heinrich Harrer, who became a close confident of the 14th Dalai Lama, Tenzin Gyatso. Tenzin relates in his autobiography that Harrer was a delightful and humourous personality. He spoke fluent Tibetan and was well-liked by the Tibetans. Harrer had escaped British imprisonment in India during the war with another prisoner, and the two had lived as nomads for five years until reaching Lhasa. Harrer and Tenzin first met in 1948. For the next year and a half, before Harrer left, they met about once a week. “From him I was able to learn something about the outside world and especially about Europe and the recent war.” Several years later, the Tibetans were again in the frontline of the conflict between the materialist worldview and the spiritual/archetypal. Although the 80,000 troops of Red China overwhelmed the 8,500 Tibetan troops the Dalai Lama remarks, “it is necessary to say that the Chinese lost large numbers of men in their conquest of Tibet”.

There were months and months of savage persecution, during which a host of martyrs sealed with their blood their allegiance to the Man “against Time.” I shall recall one — one among thousands; the worthy comrade and mouthpiece of thousands: a young S.S. warder of the Belsen camp, whom the British and their Jewish acolytes tortured in April 1945, in the hope to get I do not know what information out of him. One evening, he was brought to the infirmary, unrecognisable: eyeless, his jaw hanging; his bones broken, his face and body one raw, bleeding mass of torn flesh. He was placed upon a bed. And a British officer told the German doctors: “See to it that he lasts till to-morrow morning; we must try once more to make him speak...” In the middle of the night, the young man called the nurse in charge. He could not move; hardly utter a word. She leaned over the bed. He whispered; “Heil Hitler!” and gave up the ghost. I do not know his name; but have often thought of him — and of others — and recalled the verse of the Horst Wessel Song: “Comrades whom the Reaction and the Red Front have slain,” — whom all the agents of the Dark forces have slain, — “march in spirit with us, within our ranks!”