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Halls of the Hyperboreads
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In this Atlantean Academy you will find the gymnasium of the heroes, the library of the philosophers, and the temple of the druids
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"Silete theologi in munere alieno!
Theologians should remain silent within foreign walls!"
~ Alberico Gentili
Forwarded from Ghost of de Maistre
"Only God is above it (the rational soul), only the angels are equal to it, and all the rest of creation is below it." Just as a mirror takes its value from the perfection of its reflection and the object that it reflects, so too the soul is the "best" of creation because it ''best'' images the "best" ... the uncreated infinity that is God."

~ 𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒕𝒔 𝑶𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒚 𝑺𝒕. 𝑨𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒐
Forwarded from Sagittarius Granorum (Sagittarius Hyperboreius)
The hat so commonly associated with Gnomes or the scandinavian "Nisse", is actually derived from the Jacobin cult of Lady Liberty. It is has roots to the hat worn by slaves in ancient rome and the cap associated with Napoli seamen and the Phrygians of Asia Minor.

The hat took root in Norway and Scandinavia along other trends such as early industrialization and factory production of textiles, and thus has a connection to the emergence of the proletariat (the red colour is not accidental). It was blended with the folk belief in the "Nisse", a kind of daemon who followed every family (it was said that when a family moved from one farm to the another, the Nisse belonging to that farm would either forsake them or join them, depending on how they had treated him and the offerings they had given him). The Nisse figure is traditional, the cap is not.

This is also partially why the German occupation of Norway during the second world war banned the hat, since it represented a symbol of revolution and resistance.
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Forwarded from Sagittarius Granorum (Sagittarius Hyperboreius)
The Nisse probably stems from a medieval tradition, the "Haugmann". Haugmannen (div. Barrow Wight/Barrow Man) was a belief that the ancestor of the entire clans stock, burried in a mound close to the clans farm or estate, would rise from his dead state and emerge to inflict terrible vengence upon the farm and its inhabitants if they did not take good care of the land and the animals. Sometimes, there is also the belief that the Haugmann would bring bounteous harvests, healthy and fertile animals, and prosperity to the family if honoured during the winter solstice (there was and is in some families, my own included, a tradition where the remnants of Christmas dinner would be left on the table for the night. The belief was that the spirits of the ancestors would come in the night and feast on the remains.
As usual, Aarvoll is right about everything. While I agree with nationalists on some of the questions being asked about the West, they don't seem to understand the extent of the game being played. To use his chess analogy, nationalists are caught in something of a pincer attack between centralising global forces and local dissolution/nihilism. Neither mass lobbying nor the mechanisms of liberal parliamentarism can resolve this problem.

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Forwarded from chiaroscuro
It is up here on these peaks, beyond which lies another country—and from similar experiences—that one can truly perceive the secret of that which is imperium in the highest sense of the word. A true imperial tradition is not forged through particular interests, through a narrow-minded hegemony, or through "sacred selfishness"; such a tradition is formed only when a heroic vocation awakens as an irresistible force from above and where it is animated by a will to keep on going, overcoming every material or rational obstacle. This, after all, is the secret of every type of conqueror. The great conquerors of the past have always perceived themselves as children of destiny, as the bearers of a force that had to manifest itself and before which everything else (starting from their own selves, preferences, pleasures, and tranquility) had to be sacrificed. Up here, all this becomes evident, immediate, natural. The silent greatness of these dominating peaks, reached at the risk of great dangers, suggests the silence of a universal action, an action that through a warrior race spreads throughout the world with the same purity, the same sense of fate, and the same elementary forces as the great conquerors; thus, as from a blazing nucleus, a brightness radiates and shines forth.

I believe that the strength behind the miracle of the Roman Empire was not any different from this. In the silent premeridian brightness, the slow and very high circumvolutions of the hawks above us evoke the symbol of the Roman legions—the eagle—in its highest and most noble representation. I am also reminded of the most luminous passages of Caesar's writings in which one finds no traces of sentimentalism, no eloquent comments, no echo of subjectivity, but rather a pure exposition of facts, plain language to describe things and events, and a style that is like shiny metal, just like the military conquests of this legendary hero of the Roman world. I am also reminded of the words attributed to Constantius Chlorus, words which greatly reveal the occult and maybe unconscious impulse of the Roman expansion. It is said that this military leader, gathering enigmatic traditions, journeyed with his legions as far as Britannia, not so much to perform military feats or for loot, but rather to discover the place where "the light never goes out" and to "contemplate the Father of the Gods," thus anticipating the divine condition which, according to an ancient Roman belief, awaited emperors and military leaders after their deaths.

Through the symbol and in terms of obscure forebodings, this tradition leads us to comprehend the latent meaning of what can be called the Roman legionary spirit. These cohorts of men of iron, impassible, capable of any discipline, spread through the world without a reason and not even with a truly preordained plan, but rather obeying a transcendent impulse. Through conquest and through the universal realization they achieved for Rome, they vaguely perceived a foreboding of that which is no longer human, of that aeternitas (eternity) that became directly connected with the ancient imperial Roman symbol.
Traditionalism & Metaphysics
It is up here on these peaks, beyond which lies another country—and from similar experiences—that one can truly perceive the secret of that which is imperium in the highest sense of the word. A true imperial tradition is not forged through particular interests…
Such thoughts occur to me with a strange power at this time and in this place. And just as at night, from an elevated place, the lights scattered in the plains can be seen all the way to the most distant horizons, likewise what surfaces in my mind is the idea of a superior, incorporeal unity of the invisible front of all those who, despite all, fight in different parts of the world the same battle, lead the same revolt, and are the bearers of the same intangible tradition. These forces appear to be scattered and isolated in the world, and yet they are inexorably connected by a common essence that is meant to preserve the absolute ideal of the imperium and to work for its return. This will occur after the cycle of this dark age closes, through an action that is both deep and not evident, in virtue of being a pure spiritual intensity unaffected by human restlessness, passions, lies, illusions, and divisions. This intensity is symbolized by the calm and irresistible power of this light that shines over icy peaks. At these heights, symbols become alive and deep meanings are revealed. There are always moments (rare as they are, they still exist) in which physical and metaphysical elements converge and the outer adheres to the inner, forming a closed circuit: the light that momentarily comes out of it is certainly the light of an absolute life.

— Julius Evola, Meditations on the Peaks
In 458 BCE, with Rome under heavy attack from neighbouring tribes and under serious threat of extinction, and with the two Consuls trapped by the enemy on the battlefield with their armies, the Senate named Cincinnatus as Dictator. He left his plough and crossed the Tiber, naming Lucius Tarquitius as his Magister Equitum. He ordered all men of military age to assemble on the Campus Martius, and subsequently led Republican armies to a swift victory over the enemy Aequi tribe. Cincinnatus also showed great magnanimity in the face of a defeated enemy, offering amnesty to the invaders on condition that the ringleaders were delivered to him in chains and executed.

Cincinnatus relinquished his power voluntarily just 16 days after assuming the Dictatorship.
Cincinnatus abandons the plough to dictate laws in Rome (1806)
Juan Antonio Ribera Fernandez
Forwarded from The Exaltation of Beauty
Pelagius of Asturias, 1853 - 1856, by Luis de Madrazo y Kuntz, Prado Museum

Pelayo, (died c. 737), was the founder of the Christian kingdom of Asturias in northern Spain, which survived through the period of Moorish hegemony to become the spearhead of the Christian Reconquista in the later Middle Ages.

Pelayo’s historical personality is overshadowed by his legend. As far as can be ascertained, he was a page, or possibly a member of the royal bodyguard, of the Visigothic king Roderick, and he may have been of royal blood. He survived the defeat (711) of the Visigoths by the Moors at the Battle of Guadalete near Medina Sidonia and reached his native Asturias, where he led a revolt of Asturians and Visigothic refugees against the Moorish governor Munuza. The rebels, though driven into the uplands of the Picos de Europa, were able to survive massive attacks by Moorish armies, and eventually, Pelayo—accepted as their ruler (c. 718–c. 737)—was able to set up a tiny kingdom with its capital at Cangas de Onís.
Forwarded from Ghost of de Maistre
"For the Incarnate Word is our King, who came into this world to war with the devil; and all the saints who were before His coming are soldiers as it were, going before their King, and those who have come after and will come, even to the end of the world, are soldiers following their King. And the King himself is in the midst of His army and proceeds protected and surrounded on all sides by His columns. And although in a multitude as vast as this the kind of arms differ in the sacraments and observance of the peoples proceeding and following, yet all are really serving the one King and following the one banner; all are pursuing the one enemy and are being crowned by the one victory."

- Hugh of St. Victor, On the Sacraments of the Christian Faith, Prologue, Chapter 2
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Forwarded from The way of the warrior
I. His figure was comparable to that of a stone guest, that is, of someone who sits in the presence of society, but who belongs to other worlds.

On the other hand, Evola himself had often emphasized that one of the fundamental tasks of the men of Tradition was precisely to cross this world, to act in it, to penetrate it without belonging to it, without being conditioned, without being corrupted, in constant and careful surveillance.

A stern and contemptuous ethos. As he himself did in the course of his intense life. With his virile example, his radical line of conduct, through the transmission of his thoughts and reflections, through his immense cultural production.
Forwarded from The way of the warrior
II. A man of action who called for reflection in preparation for action, for the form to be given to Action. A thorough and profound thinker - anti-intellectualist - who was able to provide clear and precise answers on all levels, from the doctrinal and political to the spiritual and existential, a symbol both of traditional resistance and of revolutionary offensive against the world bourgeois.

An absolutely total and global Revolt against the Modern World that left no room for hesitation. A destroyer, then, like Nietzsche. More than Nietzsche. At the same time, however, an affirmer of an articulated Vision of the World and Life.

This was Julius Evola, a living, intense and burning fire that lit the way for many generations of young militants who were truly non-conformists in the long, dark winter of this degrading modernity.
According to FG Jünger the centaur originally had the body of a bull rather than a horse. This would make the centaur and minotaur counterparts; the titanic and olympian reversal of man is seen in them. Otherwise their metamorphosis may be seen as the agony of primordial and animal creation, the metamorphosis, or figure-shift of man. This preceded the Love and Strife of Empedocles.
Where the animal forces take over the head of man he becomes a hidden figure, waiting to appear in the labyrinth – a destroyer of fate. His hide and brutal features replace the nobility of the centaurs head, but he does not take on a human body, he is the offspring of woman and beast – he is mechanical, beyond creative life just like them. In this sense the Minotaur only stands upright like the giants, with whom he shares a genealogy. It is remarkable that he defends the architecture of Daedalus and Icarus, who construct the very center of the technological world, Minos. It is the modern world that attempts to give this figure a sense of refinement, or simple ease within infinite movement. He appears gazing over his city, at peace – the forces become self-destroying.
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