Forwarded from Diary of an Underground Ronin
This is absolutely essential. When I lost my career/calling ultimately I was left without metrics by which to build myself. If you are a civilian, this lack of goals (part and parcel of our current passive nihilistic state) is actually a paralyzer of action. The old saying "with no port to head to, no wind is favorable" Therefore, after years of trial and error/luck/guidance from Paul, you come to understand that there is a body of knowledge/skills/abilities which are "meta" and always applicable. It forms the foundation of all your other abilities and aids you in practical/specific pursuits which weren't immediately apparent (life is a fog of war regarding opportunities).
Fitness, Character Conditioning (Philosophy/Personal Conduct) and pursuits of the Liberal Arts (not the lame ones today but the ones of the 18th century) will give you a solid foundation. Make that a part of your personal foundation as your process (infinite game, its not about achieving an end goal per se, its about the process itself).
Moreover, if you don't know what to do career wise: take WHATEVER opportunity you get within your immediate sphere of ability. Even if its lame or demeaning. Pour your whole heart in it and opportunities will arise for you. Even if it seems "dead end" but you execute your duties with EXCELLENCE, you will be offered opportunities by your boss or people who come in contact with you. Excellence is a habit and people like that on their team.
Example, I worked as a cement laborer for a year or so after I got doxxed etc. Bottom of the barrel, gruelling stuff, tired everyday, working Monday-Saturday. Losing weight because I couldnt afford enough food necessary to make up for my calorie deficit but STILL going to the gym/training MMA/pursuing intellectual fitness. I was talking to my boss who ultimately offered me a position as a project manager which would have netted me 65K a year (not bad considering I was ultra doxxed and had no real experience).
Invest in yourself. Build yourself up. Hold yourself to standards, and everything else comes with it.
Special thanks to Paul who was a source of guidance during a really hard time that helped me see straight when the battle within against defeatism/demoralization got too tough. And special thanks to those friends who gave me help/job/guidance (you know who you are). I honor you!
If you feel like you don't know where to begin: follow Mr. Waggener.
Fitness, Character Conditioning (Philosophy/Personal Conduct) and pursuits of the Liberal Arts (not the lame ones today but the ones of the 18th century) will give you a solid foundation. Make that a part of your personal foundation as your process (infinite game, its not about achieving an end goal per se, its about the process itself).
Moreover, if you don't know what to do career wise: take WHATEVER opportunity you get within your immediate sphere of ability. Even if its lame or demeaning. Pour your whole heart in it and opportunities will arise for you. Even if it seems "dead end" but you execute your duties with EXCELLENCE, you will be offered opportunities by your boss or people who come in contact with you. Excellence is a habit and people like that on their team.
Example, I worked as a cement laborer for a year or so after I got doxxed etc. Bottom of the barrel, gruelling stuff, tired everyday, working Monday-Saturday. Losing weight because I couldnt afford enough food necessary to make up for my calorie deficit but STILL going to the gym/training MMA/pursuing intellectual fitness. I was talking to my boss who ultimately offered me a position as a project manager which would have netted me 65K a year (not bad considering I was ultra doxxed and had no real experience).
Invest in yourself. Build yourself up. Hold yourself to standards, and everything else comes with it.
Special thanks to Paul who was a source of guidance during a really hard time that helped me see straight when the battle within against defeatism/demoralization got too tough. And special thanks to those friends who gave me help/job/guidance (you know who you are). I honor you!
If you feel like you don't know where to begin: follow Mr. Waggener.
Forwarded from Lazarus Symposium
The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad,
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.
- G.K. Chesterton
Forwarded from ⚜️ European Thoughts ⚜️
"All I know is that to see, and not to speak, would be the great betrayal."
- Enoch Powell -
@EuropeanThoughts
- Enoch Powell -
@EuropeanThoughts
Forwarded from Canada First (main)
This fool does not even know what "Canada First" means. He can not even define what a Canadian is. He's an empty suit that can be filled with whatever polite conservative talking points are required of him. Tribe & Train, do not rely on cowards like this.
@CanadaFirst3
@CanadaFirst3
Forwarded from Revolt Against The Modern World
"The mere omission (let alone contempt) of the great Being in any human endeavour brands it with an irrevocable anathema. Either every imaginable institution is founded on a religious concept or it is only a passing phenomenon. Institutions are strong and durable to the degree that they are, so to speak, deified. Not only is human reason, or what is ignorantly called philosophy, incapable of supplying these foundations, which with equal ignorance are called superstitious, but philosophy is, on the contrary, an essentially disruptive force... When we reflect on the attested facts of all history, when we understand that in the chain of human institutions, from those that have marked the great turning points in history down to the smallest social organization, from empires down to brotherhoods, all have a divine foundation, and that human power, whenever it isolates itself, can only give its works a false and passing existence..."
~Joseph de Maistre
~Joseph de Maistre
Forwarded from Canada First (main)
Another angle of Jeremy and the Second Sons rallying in Dartmouth
"Our People, Our Home, Our Future"
13 men, very nice.
@CanadaFirst3.
"Our People, Our Home, Our Future"
13 men, very nice.
@CanadaFirst3.
Forwarded from Paul Waggener Official
My father is growing old, yet to me, he is immortal.
Men like my father never die, so long as their children and grandchildren continue to have sons.
The day my wife told me she was pregnant with mine, I called my father and told him I’d do as best as I could to be as good a father as he was to me.
On the morning my son was born at 6:66 (ok, 7:06) and looked into my blue eyes with his own sharp blue ones, I saw my father’s, and told him “welcome to the world again, my son.”
Having a son is the most initiatic experience into the clear reality of the cyclical nature of time. When I hold him in my arms, I know one day he will be the stronger man, and hold my weakened body in his.
I see him with my father and feel the bridge between what has gone before and what has yet to be, and still, in a way, they are the same, because they represent two points on the mighty ring of our lineage.
One day, perhaps, we will stand with all our forebears and ancestors in a great circle, and it will be the deeds of our lives that determine whether we are worthy to stand among them.
For now, I will enjoy the pure love between us in moments when he awakens in darkness, and calls out to me - then, in my arms, quietly affirms to himself “papa will hold you.”
Always will, son.
Men like my father never die, so long as their children and grandchildren continue to have sons.
The day my wife told me she was pregnant with mine, I called my father and told him I’d do as best as I could to be as good a father as he was to me.
On the morning my son was born at 6:66 (ok, 7:06) and looked into my blue eyes with his own sharp blue ones, I saw my father’s, and told him “welcome to the world again, my son.”
Having a son is the most initiatic experience into the clear reality of the cyclical nature of time. When I hold him in my arms, I know one day he will be the stronger man, and hold my weakened body in his.
I see him with my father and feel the bridge between what has gone before and what has yet to be, and still, in a way, they are the same, because they represent two points on the mighty ring of our lineage.
One day, perhaps, we will stand with all our forebears and ancestors in a great circle, and it will be the deeds of our lives that determine whether we are worthy to stand among them.
For now, I will enjoy the pure love between us in moments when he awakens in darkness, and calls out to me - then, in my arms, quietly affirms to himself “papa will hold you.”
Always will, son.
Forwarded from Canada The Unknown Country
The First Distinct “Canadian” Flag
These are replicas of the flag known as the Cariboo or the Barkerville flag. Using the well known Canadian symbols of the beaver and a wreath of maple leaves, it was first designed in 1867 or 1868 and flown in Barkerville and the surrounding Goldfields of BC. Designed by a man named Joshua Spencer Thompson, it was meant to compete against the Stars & Stripes and Annexation sentiment during 4th of July celebrations in British Columbia. It was the symbol of BC’s Pro-Confederation movement, emphasizing the desire for Union with Canada. It was flown to celebrate the first anniversary of Dominion Day in 1868. The first Canadian Ensign would have used the Coat of Arms of the first four Provinces. These were designed in May, 1868, and a flag using them would probably have come a few months later. The Cariboo flag was used until BC succeeded in joining Canada, winning over the Annexation Movement. The flag was almost completely forgotten and only denoscriptions of the original exist.
These are replicas of the flag known as the Cariboo or the Barkerville flag. Using the well known Canadian symbols of the beaver and a wreath of maple leaves, it was first designed in 1867 or 1868 and flown in Barkerville and the surrounding Goldfields of BC. Designed by a man named Joshua Spencer Thompson, it was meant to compete against the Stars & Stripes and Annexation sentiment during 4th of July celebrations in British Columbia. It was the symbol of BC’s Pro-Confederation movement, emphasizing the desire for Union with Canada. It was flown to celebrate the first anniversary of Dominion Day in 1868. The first Canadian Ensign would have used the Coat of Arms of the first four Provinces. These were designed in May, 1868, and a flag using them would probably have come a few months later. The Cariboo flag was used until BC succeeded in joining Canada, winning over the Annexation Movement. The flag was almost completely forgotten and only denoscriptions of the original exist.