Forwarded from 𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔰 & 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 𝔄𝔯𝔱
WOLF TRIBES
"The ritual initiations in the Wolves brotherhood were passed from Dacia to the Germanic tribes through the Celts' Druids and through the Goths."
"Valhalla or Valhöll, in Norse mythology, was the "hall of the Valks", the wolf warriors, who live there blissfully under the leadership of the god Odin. Their feminine counterparts were the Valkyries also spelled Walkyries, Old Norse Valkyrja, the female wolf warriors, in Norse mythology."
"The Order of the Dragon was a branch of the "Wolves brotherhood" constituted by Slavic rulers and warlords and Sigismund of Luxemburg, the king of Hungary and emperor of the romano-germanic empire."
@battlesandbeauty
"The ritual initiations in the Wolves brotherhood were passed from Dacia to the Germanic tribes through the Celts' Druids and through the Goths."
"Valhalla or Valhöll, in Norse mythology, was the "hall of the Valks", the wolf warriors, who live there blissfully under the leadership of the god Odin. Their feminine counterparts were the Valkyries also spelled Walkyries, Old Norse Valkyrja, the female wolf warriors, in Norse mythology."
"The Order of the Dragon was a branch of the "Wolves brotherhood" constituted by Slavic rulers and warlords and Sigismund of Luxemburg, the king of Hungary and emperor of the romano-germanic empire."
@battlesandbeauty
Forwarded from Thule Gesellschaft (Channel)
"I dream of an heroic Aryan world, a world that began in the forests, strengthened through blood and honor, leading to Valhalla, and finishes with your greatness written in time itself.
It can be that way again, my Aryan children. Wotan calls upon his people to fulfill your noble destiny. You have it in you, one and all. For each of you there is a place in Valhalla.
Courageous deeds are the path to glory. Live as Wotansvolk!
In the spirit of the gods of your ancestors, build this Creed of Iron!"
-Wotansvolk, Creed of Iron.
@Legende_von_Thule
It can be that way again, my Aryan children. Wotan calls upon his people to fulfill your noble destiny. You have it in you, one and all. For each of you there is a place in Valhalla.
Courageous deeds are the path to glory. Live as Wotansvolk!
In the spirit of the gods of your ancestors, build this Creed of Iron!"
-Wotansvolk, Creed of Iron.
@Legende_von_Thule
Forwarded from 🏴 🐺 Wolf of Alba 🐺🏴
On this day 271 years ago on the 16th April 1746, the Jacobite army of Charles Edward Stewart or Bonnie Prince Charlie, made its last stand on Drummossie Moor near Inverness in the Scottish Highlands. The Battle of Culloden, ended the idea of a Stewart restoration and solidified the rule of the Hanoverian dynasty to the British throne.
Many clansmen died upon those moors with many Englishmen and Irishmen dying as well in the name of the king across the water.
Many clansmen died upon those moors with many Englishmen and Irishmen dying as well in the name of the king across the water.
Forwarded from Go to @OdeToPower3 (Tiger)
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Forwarded from Anabolic Alchemy
You disagree with the way society's going? Form your own cult surrounding values you hold dear. Hate modern music? Write your own. Trendy clothing these days just not to your taste? (I'd hope not) paint your sigils of strength on a black denim jacket and wear it like a suit of fuckin armor. Fed up of being out of shape? Carve yourself anew in the iron temple, rival the heroic statues of old.
Instead of channeling all that energy into tearing things down, channel it into self actualisation. Harness the power within and watch as your will shapes the world around you. Continue to condense and refine that energy and before long you'll have yourself an inferno that can bear any fuel without consequence. Consuming weakness as it grows brighter each day.
Go now! breathe new life into this otherwise dying world! Order the chaos around you! Like Odin and his brothers, build your world out of the blood and bone of old.
Light a blaze in your heart that's brighter, bolder than anything you've ever seen.
Burn so fucking bright the sun will look on in envy.
𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖑
Instead of channeling all that energy into tearing things down, channel it into self actualisation. Harness the power within and watch as your will shapes the world around you. Continue to condense and refine that energy and before long you'll have yourself an inferno that can bear any fuel without consequence. Consuming weakness as it grows brighter each day.
Go now! breathe new life into this otherwise dying world! Order the chaos around you! Like Odin and his brothers, build your world out of the blood and bone of old.
Light a blaze in your heart that's brighter, bolder than anything you've ever seen.
Burn so fucking bright the sun will look on in envy.
𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖑
Forwarded from Diary of an Underground Ronin
“What is more harmful than any vice? Active pity for all the failures and all the weak.”
-Friedrich Neitzsche
-Friedrich Neitzsche
Forwarded from Modern Kshatriya
Every man should act like this: when he meets a person more qualified than himself, he should be very pleased; when he meets someone less qualified than himself, he should be compassionate toward him; and when he meets someone equal to himself, he should make friendship with him. In this way one is never affected by the threefold miseries of this material world.
Srimad Bhagavatam 4.8.34
Srimad Bhagavatam 4.8.34
Forwarded from The Apollonian 2
Apollo of the Arts, belover of the craft, refiner of technique, archer of precision, bestower of prophetic gift, radiator of epiphany, piercer of creative thought,
Hear me as I call to thee, Beloved Apollon, expert of precision arts, plucking lyre-strings, glowing sun-lit glory. Bless me with thy guidance, bless me with thy visions, and protect me with thy strong-arm graces from those impede my tekhne-crafts.
Hear me, O glorious and shining one, through the very aither ‘bove, golden haired and sun-kissed twice and many more, lover of the foliage-borne and the flora-died, epiphanic brilliance let me borrow for a time, bestow to me thy grace and glory, supplicate my arts for thee, improved and tempered nigh.
Hear me as I call to thee, Beloved Apollon, expert of precision arts, plucking lyre-strings, glowing sun-lit glory. Bless me with thy guidance, bless me with thy visions, and protect me with thy strong-arm graces from those impede my tekhne-crafts.
Hear me, O glorious and shining one, through the very aither ‘bove, golden haired and sun-kissed twice and many more, lover of the foliage-borne and the flora-died, epiphanic brilliance let me borrow for a time, bestow to me thy grace and glory, supplicate my arts for thee, improved and tempered nigh.
Forwarded from The Apollonian 2
A story is told that there was a man who had made many costly and lavish offerings to Apollon, but was told by the Pythia that the truest worshipper of the gods was instead a man in Arcadia who garlanded his household statues each month and made modest offerings at all the festivals
Kharis: Hellenic Polytheism Explored by Sarah Kate Istra Winter
Kharis: Hellenic Polytheism Explored by Sarah Kate Istra Winter