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Our enemies aspire to precipitate the downfall of our civilization by attempting to irreversibly mutilate and destroy the noble/aryan races as to secure their dominion for the coming ages. A Golden Age is imminent, and our enemies know this well. They wear the mask of superior confidence but do not be fooled, for they are panicking and in their haste, they are becoming increasingly sloppy. The forces of darkness, authors of all things vile, impure and degenerate, have been allowed to run rampant for far too long. But their time is nearly up. The dawn is nigh. The Sun will rise again.

Christian morality and the belief that every race is equal under one God is the catalyst for our extinction.

The one thing separating the NPC from the hero, and the living from the dead, is thumos. Those who do not possess the flame of thumos can hardly be said to be living at all. They are instead closer to hollow carcasses walking around in broad daylight. May you seize the gift of Promethean fire and live, live! Boldly, fearlessly, and unapologetically.

The one thing separating the hero from the NPC, and the living from the dead, is thumos. Those who do not possess the flame of thumos can hardly be said to be living at all. They are instead closer to hollow carcasses walking around in broad daylight. May you seize the gift of Promethean fire and live, live! Boldly, fearlessly, and unapologetically.

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If the All-Father himself had to pluck out his own eye and hang from Yggdrasil for nine nights in pursuit of higher knowledge, how much greater an effort should you, a mortal, be expected to make to draw closer to your higher self? The Immortals have ordained that nothing of true worth is gained without the offering of suffering. Only the fool believes otherwise. The old must die for the new to be born. Tomorrow's dawn belongs to those few who shall overcome themselves, to the conquerors of death.

Make plans to venture into the wilderness and leave behind for a time the noise of human society. Go where the primordial silence of nature reigns, in search of the sound that existed before mankind. Take with you only what is essential to survive for a few days, just enough to serve your purpose. Allow the power of the mountains to cleanse you, stripping away the superficial layers that have taken hold of your being and that you have carried for so long. There, in the sacred domain of nature, your true name will be revealed to you, and you will write your own code and the principles you will uphold for the rest of your life. Return then to the realm of the living-dead with your head held high, reborn and sovereign.

Wake up every day with a mission. Wake up every day with a goal—to be a little bit better than you were yesterday.

Everyone have the same amount of time in a day. Its time you stop with the excuses and put in some hour to gain strength. XIV 🏴‍☠️

If you weaken the standard to accommodate incompetence, you weaken the culture.

Build momentum, yet do not be hasty or impatient. Advance steadily, with the quiet confidence of a predator that knows its abilities surpass whatever lies ahead. Each day, cultivate your powers of concentration, and eliminate everything from your life that weakens them. The mind is like a blade, your biggest asset. Therefore allow nothing into your life that which dulls it. Sharpen it instead constantly so it does not lose its edge.

The longer you spend thinking about doing something, the less likely you are to get it done. When an idea takes root in your mind's garden, do not wait too long to water it. Rumination will paralyze you. Therefore, identify the obstacles at once and create the path to your idea's fulfillment through cold execution.

Not every single piece of world news or new narrative deserves access to the temple of your mind. Practically everything knocking at its gates, demanding entry, is filth, distraction, or deceit. Think of the Trojan Horse, and allow only what is pure for your soul and beneficial to your advancement and mission to enter. You are a fortress, and you must stand guard day and night. Tiresome, aye, but bear in mind that our enemies do not sleep or take days off. Stand guard in the narrow passage, and let the enemy hordes crash against your shield.

Every man must go through his  'difficult years' during which he must fight each day, and you are no exception. Do not shy away from, or postpone this crucial and necessary stage of initiation, for doing so would be saying no to your higher self and to Life itself. Your struggle is not a curse but your biggest blessing, therefore embrace it, for it will shatter the illusory layers that make up your cocoon and bring you face to face with your very soul and reveal your true name. This initiation involves many lost battles and even despair, yet you must push though. What waits for you on the other side is strength, and honour.

You can make the conscious decision not to feel offended, ever. Do not allow yourself to fall into that strategical trap. Stand proud with mocking demeanor, composed and unstirred. Laugh at those who think they can harm you in any way.