A king without music is no king at all; he who does not first have a song in his heart cannot have glories sung of him.

The defining feature of all great music is that it transforms a glimpse of eternity into the finite song. That is eternity not as timelessness, but what is beyond all time.

Instead of hollow aesthetics learn the Roman Virtues. If you cannot learn them all, start with one.

MOS MAIORUM - The Ways of our Ancestors

FIDES - Fidelity in words, loyalty in action, and reliability in reputation

PIETAS - Personal devotion to and honoring of God, family and homeland

RELIGIO - Respecting the relationship between the Divine and man to maintain Pax Deorum

CULTUS - Observing the rituals and the correct performance of their rites

DISCIPLINA - Dedication to practice, study, and independent thinking; living an orderly life with measured austerity

GRAVITAS - Cultivating dignity via control over one's mind and body; exercising both sincerity and severity

CONSTANTIA - Steadfastness, courage, and unshakable focus in the face of any adversity

VIRTUS - A knowledge of what is right and wrong; prudence in judgement; honor and nobility in thought and action

DIGNITAS - Maintaining a good name; commanding respect by one's honor and achievements

AUCTORITAS - The capacity to exercise rightful authority and give decisive commands as a leader; respecting and obeying those holding authority

"If one wants to hold on to the word "race", then one must understand it as the expression of the form. It shapes the type through the ethnic strata."
~ Ernst Jünger

We are very far from the old concepts of race, even what was believed in the last century has become difficult for us. One should therefore be careful in assessing the race and its struggles. What is true for father and son may be compounded a thousand times for the race as a whole. And we are a generation without fathers, what can any of us say of pater familias or the oldest traditions of race?
Today a man will prick himself with a needle, send his blood off to a lab which files and sells the data. This is the democratic man's inheritance of race, the informational race rather than the particular or universal. For better or worse, we must begin with a choice.
How many nationalists chose not to send their blood to DNA labs when there were such obvious signs of corruption in the industries? Very few, and we may see in this the weakness of blood and instinct.
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The limit of blood is that it only knows mortal combat. When there is a disease, a nihilism, that infects the blood, no amount of physical combat can fight it. It ends up in the state of a lemure wandering the earth in suffering, dead and jealous of any scraps of life. Nationalists have yet to hear of the Death of Blood and still want to turn the clock back a hundred years or a thousand, but there are several millennia of inertia behind Fate's axe. No great man even can reverse its course.

And before you decry the Death of Blood, think about how the Death of Soil passed by so quietly and without protest. The very Earth from which your blood came has been desecrated, and Gaia's revenge will surely make the rallying cry of the hottest blood seem like the wimper of a mouse before her Primordiomachy.

If the Übermensch must operate beyond good and evil, the Übervolk must operate beyond blood and soil.

Christmas Morning
Henry Mosler

Merry Christmas. I hope you left some breakfast out for the gnomes.

"It is done. God and the Devil! When I was a boy, my mother wanted to make a priest out of me. When I grew up, I became a trained agronome in order... to strangle the people and smash their skulls. Revolution is a very stupid thing!"
And with anger and disgust he spit and began to smoke his pipe.

- Ferdinand Ossendowski, Beasts, Men, and Gods

"I was telling you that I wanted to found an order of military Buddhists in Russia. For what? For the protection of the process of evolution of humanity and for the struggle against revolution, because I am certain that evolution leads to the Divinity and revolution to bestiality. But I worked in Russia! In Russia, where the peasants are rough, untutored, wild, and constantly angry, hating everybody and everything without understanding why. They are suspicious and materialistic, having no sacred ideals. [...] My companions, therefore, soon began to violate the regulations of the Order. Then I introduced the condition of celibacy, the entire negation of woman, of the comforts of life, of superfluities, according to the teachings of the Yellow Faith; and, in order that the Russian might be able to live then his physical nature, I introduced the limitless use of alcohol, hasheesh and opium. Now for alcohol I hang my officers and soldiers; then we drank to the 'white fever,' delirium tremens."

- Ferdinand Ossendowski, Beasts, Men, and Gods

Our car drew up beside the other. The house door opened sharply, several officers rushed out and tried to hide. [...] I could see the end of the table covered with bottles and tinned things. At the side two young women were seated, who sprang up at the appearance of the General. I could hear the hoarse voice of Baron Ungern pronouncing sharp, short, stern phrases.
"Your native land is perishing. ... The shame of it is upon all you Russians. ... And you cannot understand it. ... Nor feel it. ... You need wine and women. ... Scoundrels! Brutes! ... One hundred fifty tashur for every man of you."
The voice fell to a whisper.
"And you, Mesdames, do you not realize the ruin of your people? No? For you it is of no moment. And have you no feeling for your husbands at the front who may even now be killed? You are not women. ... I honor woman, who feels more deeply and strongly than man; but you are not women! ... Listen to me, Mesdames. Once more and I will hang you."

- Ferdinand Ossendowski, Beasts, Men, and Gods

"The nihilistic outer skin – hygiene, shallow cults of the Sun, sport, cultivation of the body, in brief: an ethos of sterility unworthy of consideration."
~ Ernst Jünger

Testosterone has become a stand-in for general health and wellbeing, and even worse, it has been substituted as the source of the masculine principle itself. But it is neither the key to health nor masculine values. In the end testosterone is a hormone in the body, and as such on its own it can only be hoped to bestow a most Titanic power. That may seem promising, but one cannot expect a race of autochthones to develop out of the hypertrophy of testosterone as if it were a universal panacea—it was neither the source of nor the goal of any previous civilization which one could seek to restore, emulate, or surpass. No race can arise from hormonal cultivation alone, indeed, one could only possibly cultivate testosterone in such a decadent and dying society as that in which we find ourselves today.

The assumption is that once enough young men have natural and healthy (if not higher) levels of testosterone, only then we will see the proliferation of higher values that will allow healthy individuals to create a new healthy race. This goes against the very nature of transcendent values as being primary potentials, with physical manifestations as secondary realities contingent to those values. One cannot force the body "below" to bring into being values that really come from "above." By relying on bodily hormones instead of true values one will always ultimately remain nihilistic.

"Now it is obvious that in function of a mere will to power, all distinctions vanish: there are no more supermen or sheep-men, neither affirmers nor negators of life. There is only a variety of techniques, of means (far from being reducible to sheer physical force), tending to make one human class or another prevail; means that are indiscriminately called good in proportion to their success. If in life and the history of civilization there exist phases of rise and decline, phases of creation and destruction and decadence, what authorizes us to ascribe value to one rather than to the others? Why should decadence be an evil? It is all life, and all justifiable in terms of life, if this is truly taken in its irrational, naked reality, outside any theology or teleology, as Nietzsche would have wished. Even “anti-nature” and “violence against life” enter into it. Once again, all firm ground gives way." From Ride the Tiger.