Here I shoot, and you run
The words you scribbled on the walls
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I call you when the time is right
Are you in, or are you out?
https://open.spotify.com/track/4KliQFRlvNKnlVYzMMbSMq?si=81VYm3_XSPCN7K9qQqXsnw
The words you scribbled on the walls
With the loss of friends you didn't have
I call you when the time is right
Are you in, or are you out?
https://open.spotify.com/track/4KliQFRlvNKnlVYzMMbSMq?si=81VYm3_XSPCN7K9qQqXsnw
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A Favor House Atlantic
Coheed and Cambria · Song · 2003
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Inner Peace // Midwest Death Toll
Recorded + Mixed by Bill Stack in Indianapolis, IN
Mastered by Matt Riefler
Album Art by Ben Roberts
Mastered by Matt Riefler
Album Art by Ben Roberts
Forwarded from Operation Werewolf Official
No matter how many times I read this quote, it still resonates:
“Be radical, have principles, be absolute.
Be that which the bourgeoisie calls an extremist.
Give yourself without counting or calculating - don't accept what they call ‘the reality of life' and act in such a way that you won't be accepted by that kind of ‘life.’
Never abandon the principle of struggle.”
- Julius Evola
“Be radical, have principles, be absolute.
Be that which the bourgeoisie calls an extremist.
Give yourself without counting or calculating - don't accept what they call ‘the reality of life' and act in such a way that you won't be accepted by that kind of ‘life.’
Never abandon the principle of struggle.”
- Julius Evola
Forwarded from wandering spΛrtan
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"Sing, O Muse, of the rage of Achilles, of Peleus' son, murderous, man-killer, fated to die, sing of the rage that cost the Achaeans so many good men and sent so many vital, hearty souls down to the dreary House of Death."
Burn it down from the inside baby. The Library of Alexandria was an inside job.
Forwarded from Diary of an Underground Ronin
"The noble man honours in himself the powerful one, him also who has power over himself, who knows how to speak and how to keep silence, who takes pleasure in subjecting himself to severity and hardness, and has reverence for all that is severe and hard."
— Nietzsche
— Nietzsche
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HMU
"Allegedly": breaking & entering, possession of narcotics, obstruction of justice, resisting arrest.
"Allegedly": breaking & entering, possession of narcotics, obstruction of justice, resisting arrest.
Forwarded from Goat’s Milk and Honey
For Mercury
By: Galina Krasskova
Today is a good day to honor Mercurius,
The God of the Road,
Opener of the Way,
Clever Tongued,
Cunning, Strange, and Wise.
Praise Him.
Today is a good day
to honor Mercurius,
Hermes, Who knows every path
and where they lead,
Who blesses thieves, magicians, and scholars.
Who bears the gift of healing,
and the challenge of mystic vision.
Winged Traveller,
Brilliance in motion,
implacable as thought
and genius
let us always praise You.
Let us bring You frankincense,
fruits, and rich red wine.
Let us adorn Your altar with gifts:
chocolate, cinnamon, coffee,
odd coins, pretty paper,
and the unchecked flow of
ancient tongues.
Let us give to You,
a sacrifice of roosters,
and kindness to strangers,
whose guise You may wear.
We shall praise You always,
pouring out offerings
with ready hands
and devoted hearts
and if this pleases You, Swiftness of the Gods,
and Ever in Motion,
perhaps You will grant us
Your blessings.
Ave.
By: Galina Krasskova
Today is a good day to honor Mercurius,
The God of the Road,
Opener of the Way,
Clever Tongued,
Cunning, Strange, and Wise.
Praise Him.
Today is a good day
to honor Mercurius,
Hermes, Who knows every path
and where they lead,
Who blesses thieves, magicians, and scholars.
Who bears the gift of healing,
and the challenge of mystic vision.
Winged Traveller,
Brilliance in motion,
implacable as thought
and genius
let us always praise You.
Let us bring You frankincense,
fruits, and rich red wine.
Let us adorn Your altar with gifts:
chocolate, cinnamon, coffee,
odd coins, pretty paper,
and the unchecked flow of
ancient tongues.
Let us give to You,
a sacrifice of roosters,
and kindness to strangers,
whose guise You may wear.
We shall praise You always,
pouring out offerings
with ready hands
and devoted hearts
and if this pleases You, Swiftness of the Gods,
and Ever in Motion,
perhaps You will grant us
Your blessings.
Ave.
Forwarded from The Aryan Seer (Grian agus Gealach)
Erecaias to Luguei araianom comeimu (We dedicate the fields to Lugus)
In Celtiberian
Forwarded from 𝓑𝓮𝓻𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝔃𝓮
“Even as the Sun doth not wait for prayers and incantations to rise, but shines forth and is welcomed by all: so thou also wait not for clapping of hands and shouts and praise to do thy duty; nay, do good of thine own accord, and thou wilt be loved like the Sun.”
-Epictetus
-Epictetus