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“We shall now examine the principle of ‘riding the tiger’ as applied to the external world and the total environment. Its significance can be stated as follows: When a cycle of civilization is reaching its end, it is difficult to achieve anything by resisting it and by directly opposing the forces in motion. The current is too strong; one would be overwhelmed. The essential thing is not to let oneself be impressed by the omnipotence and apparent triumph of the forces of the epoch. These forces, devoid of connection with any higher principle, are in fact on a short chain.” Julius Evola, Ride the Tiger

BEHOLD! WEREWOLF COMMAND "TRENCHOCRACY". Aggression and relentless action with a positive message of victory and hope in a dark age. Furious, Muscular Black Metal. This is Werewolf Command - the new sonic propaganda unit of OPWW. We hope you enjoy them and utilize them for your next lift, training session, or other active endeavor. Recorded to inspire righteous wrath, strength, and the power of continuous action. “Action today - victory tomorrow Perpetual drive erases all sorrow Nobility is loyalty to the most vicious blood Eradicate the “best” who won’t do what the “worst” would…” Cassette + worldwide shipping= 16 us dollars. Via Paypal. Polosvr@protonmail.com (when you send the email please check the spam box then) Official site: Polosvr.com

We've been banned from instagram. We will be back soon and it will get better. Soon we will let you know. Polosvr@protonmail.com www.polosvr.com Always remember: "You dont live for bread, you live for Honor".

⚔ Das sentido a tu vida. Das sentido a tu muerte. "Morir en una guerra sin sentido" sólo depende de quién muere. ¿Él, este tipo que acaba de ser volado en mil pedazos por un drone, tenía sueños? ¿Quería eso? ¿Sabía exactamente lo que estaba haciendo allí? ¿Era dueño de sí mismo? ¿O un pobre esclavo? ¿Sabía por qué estaba luchando? ¿Le parecía bien? ¿Podría ser que este hombre, que murió en una guerra sin sentido, siguiera voluntariamente el "camino absurdo", "suicida" e "imposible"? ¿Sabía que era imposible? ¿Y si deseaba todo esto? ¿Y si deseaba algo tan terrible con la esperanza de descubrir en sí mismo algo noble, único, propio? ¿Y si no luchaba en la guerra evidente que todos ven, sino en otra guerra, invisible, personal, interior, sagrada? ¿Y si... sólo quería consumirse en su propia llama y morir a su manera? ¿Podemos juzgar a este hombre? ¿Podemos decir que su muerte... no tuvo sentido?

You give meaning to your life. You give meaning to your death. “Dying in a meaningless war” only depends on who's dying. Did he, this guy who was just blown into a thousand pieces of blood by a drone, have dreams? Did he want that? Did he know exactly what he was doing there? Was he master of himself? Or a poor slave? Did he know what he was fighting for? Was he okay with that? Could it be that this man, who died in a meaningless war, did follow the absurd, suicidal and impossible path willingly? Did he know it was impossible? What if he wanted all of this? What if he wished for something so terrible in the hope of discovering in himself something noble, unique, his own? What if this guy wasn't fighting the obvious war that everyone sees, but another war, invisible, personal, interior, sacred... What if... he just wanted to being consumed in his own flame and die his own way? Can we judge this man? Can we say that his death was... meaningless?

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NEFARIO "PATAGÖNIAN STEEL"  demo. Originally recorded in 2018. Comes to light for the first time under Polosvr. Limited release. Comes in a handmade wooden box. 6 hymns of the New Wave of Patagonian Black Metal. -If the Wind Passes Man can Pass -Patagönian Steel -Wings of the Imperivm -Patagönian Outlaws -Bairoletto's Grave -Conquering  the Inner Forest + 3 bonus tracks: Graff Spee(Uruguay cult), Carnivore(Usa) and Venom(Uk) covers. Get the magnetic destrution tape and ride the winds of death or die by Neongod Overdose in your room. 20 usd (🌎worldwide shipping)

There’s only two kinds of people left. Those who know that the truth of this existence is inescapably tied to the blood, fidelity to our lineage, and adherence to the continued telling of an ancient story that we are the present stewards of - And those who wish to eradicate this…not only those who are actively and ideologically opposed, but those whose opposition takes the form of cowardice, of downgoing, of weakening their birthright through either wrong action or worse, inaction. May we all be blessed today to have the opportunity to show which one we are.

River, you heard my first cry as a baby And, like my Mom, you sang me lullabies You knew my fishing pole When I was eight years old And, river, you never told me lies River, I can see you from my window Your muddy water makes me feel alone River, you keep flowing Like you know just where you're going But, River, will you ever take me home River, I'm not proud of what I've done Somehow my fishing pole became a gun Through these prison bars I see That you're still running free But, river, I've got no place to run

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For the first time translated into another language and officially released: Operation Werewolf: Transmisones Selectas Introduction by Gabriel Grasso Spanish speaking individuals can get theirs here: POLOSVR PRODUCCIONES: polosvr@protonmail.com INSTAGRAM: polosvr

SEGUIMOS DISTRIBUYENDO "TRANSMISIONES SELECTAS" DE PAUL WAGGENER. Contacto: polosvr@protonmail.com

"Sin embargo, los habitantes de los brezales finalmente lo admitieron: “¡Un solo hombre no puede superar un montón de estiércol!” y sucumbieron a lo inevitable. Pagaron sus impuestos, dejaron a los viejos dioses Wodin y Frigge, se bautizaron y con el paso del tiempo se convirtieron en cristianos respetables, especialmente luego de que un aldeano fue decapitado después de subir a la montaña Hingst y sacrificar un caballo blanco a los viejos dioses, de acuerdo con las formas antiguas. Exteriormente parecían estar subyugados, e incluso toleraban a un caballero franco como su señor. Pero internamente permanecieron como antes. Cada vez que estallaba una rebelión en el Sacro Imperio Romano Germánico, cabalgaban sobre el brezal en la mañana húmeda, prendían fuego al castillo desde las cuatro esquinas y mataban todo lo que llevaba barba. Sin embargo, a la larga importó poco. A través de la fuerza y la astucia, los señores extranjeros los despojaron de una cosa tras otra, hasta que finalmente todos se convirtieron en agricultores arrendatarios." Hermann Löns "Der Wehrwolf" Pronto a traves de Polosvr.