A Paean to Joy, Action & Truth

June 22, 2014 / Craig Fraser

When Traditional culture was ripped from its pedestal and thrust into the mud
after the Second World War everything and everyone across the earth
suffered. The end of the war with the fall of Germany and Italy, the
annihilation and execution (often in forests or ditches across Eastern Europe)
of Axis aligned powers heralded the victory of Communism and Capitalism,
even as the two went to war with each other for the next 40 years.
Regardless of the narrative thrust down our throats during the Cold War of a
free west fighting off the Red menace, anyone with half a brain knows that
the war had already been lost, culture was dead, economics would reign
supreme, all that remained to be decided was whether we would live under a
Soviet commune model or a Capitalist usurious one. Over the last seventy
years everything noble and wholesome about European culture has had its
heart ripped out lest it be compared to Spanish Falangism, German National
Socialism or Italian Fascism. Step by step, via the free love of the drug addled
60s, the merciless violence of the laborious march of the communistic 70s,
into the hedonistic and reckless pornographic suicide of the 80s and through
to the modern era via the one tribe bullshit of the MDMA drenched 90s we
ended up with a mono-culture devoid of any redeeming factors.
To ensure that nothing of the dreaded Nazis or Fascists survived and that the
people were irreversibly and finally obliterated of their Traditional leanings,
the communist and capitalist racket demanded total and utter obedience to
their unswerving plans of a peaceful worldwide utopia. That only a handful in
the grand scheme of things saw the onset of what has universally become a
dystopia narrowly avoiding the onset of a universal Third Worldism is
testament to the fact that the end of world war 2 was unequivocally the end
of the Hesiodic Age of Iron and the beginning of the very short and very
brutal Age of Lead.
All modern culture is focused on pornographic usage of all terminology and
themes. Women are sexualised objects that should be brutally subjugated to
hundreds of cocks from all different angles, the female flesh is meat only fit
for promiscuous devouring, yet simultaneously every woman is acceptable
the way she is, and to contradict the narrative of individual liberty
commands the most vitriolic hatred from every sphere of the community.
Woman is dualistically a new feminist goddess who cannot be touched lest
the wrath of the herd come upon ye, and also a soulless lump of flesh fit only
to be a dumpster for the spunk of thralls.
Men on the other hand are genderless faggots, wilfully empty of any kind of
masculinity, devoid of the chests and jawlines that made their people great,
they are either preened peacocks jaunting and sputtering with little
intelligence as they shuffle from pedicure to gym floor looking to fit in better
with the celebrity myth that celebrates lack of intelligence as long as a six
pack is present. And yet again simultaneously the man is a whipped infant, a
castrated coward, a wimp of the worst kind, empty of conviction and nobility,
his intelligence is founded on the superiority of his ironic wit that can parrot
the media news sources best. His fists are weak and crumbly even when he
finds himself needed in a life or death situation, he is a vestibule, a toilet, a
dumping ground of all the vice and disease and drugged up death march of

this poisonous era.

It was not always thus, the Iron Age/Kali Yuga did have remnants of imperfect
but masculine men walking the crumbling halls of its ruined sepulchres, but
those men have slowly died off, becoming near extinct, a highly rare beast
indeed. As this age draws to an end and we re-enter the new aeon of the
Satya Yuga, or Age of Truth, we will briefly enter an Age of Heroes. This age
will be just as short as this Age of Lead has been, a brutal and violent
generation where everything of the last 70 years is turned savagely on its
head and all liberalism and globalist exploitation is finally put in its rightful
grave. This process will not begin as a fixed event on a fixed date, it will be
carved out by the hands of the men and women who carry the torch of its
illumination. The vanguard of Tradition will be led by no one but her own
sons, and even as we look to the stars for a Kalki and a Sargon, we know in
our hearts that the answer is within us, the inextinguishable fire of
Siddhartha.
This revolt will be internal first, moving outwards in layers towards the final
goal of regaining power over our destiny. This scaled revolution occurs in less
and less metaphysical strata until it reaches the form most contrary to
spirituality, the so called state, which Nietzsche so maligned because of its
lack of human features, but which in the right hands becomes the vehicle for
the Superman, an anti-State, the perfect State.
Firstly the revolution must occur in the soul, the worst and most disgusting
thing a Traditionalist can call themselves is Atheist. European man sees
everything through the lens of the soul, so to discard our spirituality is to
discard our destiny and hand it right into the palm of the Bolshevik, who is
the atheist par excellence; the communist cultist has abandoned his soul and
given himself to the waking purgatory of the slave dystopia. The Traditionalist
sees the numinous in all walks, and can find truth even in the germanised
Catholic or Protestant doctrine, with the correct mind-set even the paths of
the enemy can be exploited for mystical gain.
After the revolution of the soul comes the revolution in the mind, the
destruction of the neural programming of the Marxists, the undoing and
remapping of the thought processes of Tradition. Our reactions based on the
neurosis of an alien people are wholly destructive and must be abandoned,
we program ourselves based on martial and aristocratic fundamentals which
result in increased power, privilege and productivity benefiting our tribe first
and foremost. That every other tribe on earth thinks this way is instinctive,
for the man of Europe it must become a revolutionary act to do so in the
same fashion. The mind is a battleground, and one on which we always have
the upper hand, as is slowly becoming clearer and more pronounced with the
farcical education system of the West, reds dont read, leaving the state
produced propaganda to do their thinking for them. Reading the Guardian or
the Independent or a news outlet online does not make an educated man, as
much as reading a book on pre Ice Age archaeology does not make you
Palaeolithic man. The mind is an organ, a muscle, a weapon which must be
honed and sharpened with consistent re-reading of our core spiritual and
mental corpus. Europe is responsible for the greatest literature mankind has
ever known, our philosophical and political works rival those of all other
nations and should be devoured and understood by one and all. We state
again with satisfaction that the original gymnasia had libraries attached.

Complimentary to the sculpting of the intellect is the sculpting of the flesh,

the third sphere of our revolution: the body. This is the core battleground of
our beauty standards revolution. Ugliness is a sin, obesity is a crime, lack of
fitness and lack of willingness to demand perfection is a heresy against the
gods of our fathers. Greece and Rome stand triumphant above all others in
our celebration of beauty as a religious testament, gods of muscle and
eroticism, gods of perfect breasts, smooth skin, tousled hair, broad shoulders
bearing swords and shields, there is nothing of the slave in the Grecian
aesthetic. The Centurion Method demands the simplest form of fitness and
the unification of the mind/body/spirit paradigm in the form of workouts that
find weakness and exploit it until it is no longer a problem. If you can find
time to read and sculpt your surroundings and fashion to suit your perfected
ends then you can certainly find the time to perfect the one vehicle you will
inhabit for the rest of your life.
After the soul, mind and body revolution the man of Tradition can begin to reorder his home and his surroundings to be an outward symbol of his inner
battle. This is best described with Islamic symbolism in the inner and outer
Jihad, complimenting each other and lending weight in a reciprocal pattern of
exponential force. The inner Jihad is a spiritual war against vice and the flesh
to master desires and control weaknesses and the outer Jihad is a physical
war against the perceived enemies of Islam and the servants of god. Of
course Islam is a poor carrier of such noble virtues, being a religion of Semitic
slaves, but as a way of interpreting Tradition and applying it to our own
militaristic way of thinking we can see the vir at its core. We fight an inner
war against our weaknesses and our neurosis and the programming of the
Iron Age and in so doing we defeat one demon of the Kali Yuga, the one
residing in our innermost fears. As we do so we spread the war to those
around us and the outer conflict is increased. One man mastering himself and
his body and celebrating Rome as a glittering example of the perfected man
is a nuisance to the state, one thousand men standing all in a row and with
one voice saying that Rome should return to her former glories is a
revolution; which leads us to the final level of the revolt, the community and
the nation.
As men of Tradition begin to coagulate into tribes and groups and each one
begins to brush off the parasites feeding on his fears, the revolution goes
from a simple self-awareness and self-control to an extremely dangerous
unity across borders and barriers toward a spiritual awakening. The soviet
cabal in control at the top of the global business elite will not sit idly by whilst
entire communities cast off the Marxist narrative and begin to reclaim their
territory, quite simply at some point it will be a case of bend the knee or well
break your neck. Anyone who has any vain hopes of victory via relatively
peaceful means need only read the Iron Heel by Jack London to see the signs
of where our capitalist/communist gulag masters would like to take things
over the next 25 years.
Fundamentally we can apply what we have discussed to an actual plan for
action instead of just parroting the same catch phrases and ideas in the hope
that they will eventually catch on. Taking back our bodies is the first cause
which all must agree on, the revolution must be something the inborn
aristocrats gravitate towards. Revolt should be stylish and beautiful, noble
and elitist, it should not be some fashion statement which any moron can

leech via a dress code or way of speaking and acting, our Tradition is passed
via the soul and the soul of Sparta is in perfection. The Marxists had their
revolution in the 60s and 70s via a conspicuous wave of drugs and free
love which managed to subversively indoctrinate the youth to the idea of
sex and happiness being associated with Marxist ideas. The same is true for
our revolution, the only difference being we are actually telling the truth. We
are not reducing men and women to economic statistics for our benefit, we
are elevating men and women to their rightful place as expressions of their
gods and their ancestors, where instead of promoting promiscuity, adultery,
drug addiction and national suicide we will promote motherhood, tribalism,
joy and truth in the celebration of individual beauty.
As firmly as we stand against the idea of Marxism being a sexy and
revolutionary system (anyone who believes the Bolsheviks or Mensheviks
were sexy or stylish is a fucking moron) we equally stand in opposition to the
stuffy, weak and castrated conservatism of the 19th and 20th centuries.
Destroying the Marxist brain washing propaganda will not mean accepting
the Toryism of cretins like Thatcher and her suit wearing conservative cabal
who are as much responsible for the destruction of Europe as our most hated
enemies. Indeed the traitors within so called revolutionary conservatism have
probably done as much damage to the idea of Tradition and a true reborn
Roman aristocracy than any Marxist ever could have.
Joy! Love! Sex and violence! No stuffiness, no dusty relics heaved out of the
mausoleum of British imperialism and erected as if they were gods in the old
temples of commerce and corruption. We worship youth and beauty and the
fire of desire that demands those very things which Marxist and Capitalist
alike despise, beyond left and right we stand as a knife in the heart of that
entire politicised economic way of thinking. Fuck your bill of rights we want
vascularisation. Fuck your plan for growth we want knives and guns. Fuck
your black tie dinner we want a fire side celebration of beauty through
severity and extremity.
Romes fires once burned an entire continent and will do so again as two
ancient methods of thinking come into conflict inside our nations,
communities, bodies, minds and crucially our souls. What Nietzsche referred
to as the eternal warfare:
Rome against Judea, Judea against Rome.
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Back to Basics: Strength, Courage & the Fist.
May 04, 2014 / Craig Fraser
The most spiritual men, as the strongest, find their happiness where others
would find their destruction: in the labyrinth, in hardness against themselves
and others, in experiments. Their joy is self-conquest: asceticism becomes in
them nature, need, and instinct. Difficult tasks are a privilege to them; to
play with burdens that crush others, a recreation. Knowledge-a form of
asceticism. They are the most venerable kind of man: that does not preclude
their being the most cheerful and the kindliest. Nietzsche The Antichrist
The modern world has lost touch with what strength and fighting ability are
for. Both only serve the individual insofar as they make him a better warrior.
A warrior defending his wife, children, community, property etc. would be

superior to his peers if he was stronger, he would be able to do more in

battle, his endurance would be higher, his will power and his mental
durability would all be loftier than that of his weaker comrades. If he was a
good fighter, well its obvious, someone whos been punched in the head
knows to avoid the punches and also that they dont hurt that much and he
can keep moving and keep fighting when others are losing their nerve. This is
the whole reason for the myth of the hardened veteran, he isnt necessarily
harder or stronger or faster or better than his companions but he has
experience in combat and knows what to do, so he has the upper hand.
Competitive strength sports have given us the elitism, superiority complex
and aristocracy that comes with widespread participation in something as
simple as picking up heavy things and putting them back down again, but it
has also given us the arrogant assumption that powerlifting and strongman
actually have some benefit outside of the individual and his close knit
community. This is even more apparent with the combative sports. Because
of the Roman obsession with gladiatorial and violent combat events like the
chariot races, the modern West has been handed a tradition of love for and
worship of heroics in the coliseum and stadium (rightly so). The Olympics,
football, racing and of course boxing and MMA/UFC are all descendants of the
adoration of the magical ritual to Mars that was the Roman and Greek games.
However the fame and fortune that greeted the participants of the
Mediterranean events was vastly smaller than that of the rulers of the day,
the soldiers and the philosophers taking precedent physically and spiritually.
The opposite is true in our day, the games themselves have become the
focus not their knock on effects or the spiritual violence they celebrate.
Boxing stars and footballers make more in one game, solely to collect one
trophy or championship medal than most politicians do in a yearthat fact
alone is an astonishing admonition of our cultural focus. The people running
our countries are less important to us than the perpetual babies who kick a
leather ball around in a colossal stadium filled with enough riches to feed an
entire nation.
Whilst we heartily encourage the emulation and idol worship of heroic
athletes and sporting tribalism we cannot endorse the rampant trophy
collecting which our ancestors would have regarded as arrogant and petty.
Objects which have no monetary value aside from their personal symbolism
to the victor are obviously useless and serve only to harden the steel of the
athletes elitism.
Stripping everything back to basics, strength and fighting ability serve to
harden the mental and physical structure of the individual, making the
citizens of the community better at fighting and killing and increasing their
resolve to stand up against internal or external oppression (or to better
oppress others). Two sports above all far outweigh the others in this purpose:
strongman and boxing. Nothing gives such a wide variance of ability as a
human being than the medley based structure of traditional strongman:
endurance, explosion, power and machismo all come in spades when you
begin to carry, hold, lift, throw, drag, push and pull objects considerably
heavier than yourself. In terms of fighting there is also nothing (even MMA in
my opinion) as hardening and affirming as boxing. Nothing better prepares
the human being for violence, the endurance of physical hardship and pain

and the selection of when to fight, with what tools and whether or not to
advance or retreat. MMA and the other martial arts, even our much adored
wrestling dont prepare the violent man for suffering and the expectation of
suffering as being repeatedly punched in the face by someone faster and
harder than you who wants to hurt you so much you pass out.
The best part about all of this is that boxing and strongman are some of the
easiest and most widespread techniques which young men can engage in.
Everyone can get hold of heavy stuff, either made by their own hand, stolen,
borrowed or collected at minimal cost; weve stressed this point over and
over again. And there are cheap boxing gyms all over the UK which can be
signed up to with minimal effort, and once again if needs be, the basics can
be learned with relative ease by the adept from ex-fighters and online and
applied to something as simple as a tyre swinging from a rope (thats where
we started) or some pads tied to a tree.
By going back to the basics of good fighting and good strength, suddenly all
of the desperate hunger for recognition and petty gains of the modern world
falls away and the true calling of the Kshatriya emerges from the dross. A
good knight, a noble and chivalrous karl who served an earl was someone
who lived and hungered only for a good death, a good fight, an end worthy of
remembrance. Training has become our focus instead of training for a good
death.
All around us are cowed men, bereft of bravery and honour, fearful stares are
greeted with darting eyes and muttered voices are silenced by the strut of
the untermensch as he swaggers about to the tune of modernism. Learning
the basics of strength and war is not a pastime, it is not a right, it is not a
hobby, it is a duty, an inborn command from the gods.
There are so many inflated Barbie dolls wandering around with the
appearance of men, watching quietly as everything around them burns and is
torn down, and the Kali Yuga runs its rampant course, and so few men who
are brave enough to make their fists and their muscles the retort which they
are willing to give to those who oppose them. In this atmosphere of cowardice
and fear we remember:
The brave man's death is no death at all.
My character and good name are in my own keeping. Life with disgrace is
dreadful. A glorious death is to be envied. Horatio Nelson
REMEMBER who and what we are, why we fight, what we fight for: a
generation of aristocratic soldiers without just kings to rule and guide them.
We are the last bastion, the last redoubt that stands in the way of the utter
degeneracy and bafflement of everything that has held onto the cliffs edge
of our despair for the last two millennia. The youth of tomorrow will
remember us as heroes, even as the villains of today.
We ought to face our destiny with courage. Friedrich Nietzsche
It is easy enough to praise men for the courage of their conviction. I wish I
could teach the sad young of this mealy generation the courage of their
convictions. John Ciardi
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The Castle and the Hill Fort as Spiritual Metaphor

By Craig Fraser of the SIGURD
With the perpetual state of birth, life, death and rebirth which the hero goes
through, so also does his outer shell go through a perpetual dying and
renewing of his archetype. As Gandalf descended to face the Balrog, his
literal nemesis he died and was reborn. Part of Sigurds eventual plan in the
huge process of rebirthing a heroic tradition for the Indo-European man is to
explore and expose the permanent state of initiation the hero is under.
Aragorn goes from Strider to the contender to the throne of Gondor and
through a ritual death and rebirth inside the mountain of the dead he faces
his demons (by facing those of his people) and then undergoes a
transformation which sees him able to ride onto the field of Pellennor as a
victorious and conquering king, not merely a man.
Sigurd goes through this process; the literal manifestation of the process you
read in the Book of the Heroic Outlaw and the mythical hero as well. The
soul of the Volsungs could be said to pass through several stages of
initiation, death and rebirth with each of the incarnations of the scion of the
bloodline. Volsung himself, Sigmund especially (experiencing the dark night
of the hero in the cavern) and then Sigurd returning to reclaim what is his and
eventually experiencing a downfall and death himself but arriving to the state
of permanent preparation which is the lot of the Einherjar in Valhalla.
We all go through this process, sheathing off of the doom of the old self and a
rebirthing, renewing and recasting of the new creature in new skin which is
yet the same skin. We are the Ouroboros, devouring our own tail, eating our
old flesh and constantly being reborn. It is especially important for the hero
as he immerses himself in the savagery of the battlefield (ancient, medieval
or modern being each in their own way as harrowing as each other) and
being required to return to a state of normalcy when the deeds of war are
done. It is a process the Samurai perfected in their idea of going from the
brutality of mounted and close range warfare to drinking a cup of tea
perfectly, brewed, poured and drunk by their Zen master who guided them in
the strictures of self-control and permanent rebirth.
Sigurd will always die and be reborn; it is a part of this heroic archetype
which we are unashamed of expressing. To cast off the unworthy, throw down
the ballast and allow the favourable winds to carry us forwards whilst they
will.
Spirituality: a strange concept, the idea that a man has something extra to
himself which he governs and controls in the hope that it will benefit him or
sculpt him toward a better end. A religion? Nay, something more than that. A
faith? No, that too is not huge enough. A soul which guides him, yet also is
him. Again, the ogre and the god are expressed, two warring parts of the self
which conflict and confide in one another to better navigate the stormy seas
of our lives. A better metaphor I am beginning to find is that of the castle.

A castle, I believe, and the hill fort before it, are metaphors, physical
depictions of the heavens on earth. On the outermost rim of the castle is a
wall, beyond this wall is outside, everything outside is enemy to what is

within, until it proves itself somehow to be not hostile by handing over

weapons or making oaths of fealty that which is outside must not be let
inside. Behind the wall is a moat, a barrier of water, the nemesis of the
mounted and armoured knight, a certain death should he fall in with 30lbs of
steel and mail attached to his body. This barrier is the metaphor of death
itself, only passable by the drawbridge, much as Asgard could only be
accessed by the Bifrost and was guarded by Heimdall, father of men. The
historical drawbridge would have also been guarded by a Heimdall in the
physical realm, a body of knights or warriors ready to protect the bridge and
the gates to the castle with their lives. Next is the island or raised
embankment which supports the castle itself, a large imposing building, a
fortress, built for war and the defending of what is inside. There would be
rooms and halls within the castle, rooms for specific tasks and jobs, divided
according to class and nobility of rank, the servants and such living in the
lower quarters and rising in higher and higher levels until the halls of the King
or Earl are reached.
In military terms, the servants and the lower rungs of the castle are
expendable, but at the core of the fortress is a leader who is protected by
every fighting man within the walls. Yet this man is the King, he is also the
man who is most willing among their number to die nobly and fight to the last
breath, he is the KING after all and it is his place to defend, to be at the front.
As Tacitus says in Germania
When they go into battle, it is a disgrace for the chief to be surpassed in
valour, a disgrace for his followers not to equal the valour of the chief. And it
is an infamy and a reproach for life to have survived the chief, and returned
from the field. To defend, to protect him, to ascribe one's own brave deeds to
his renown, is the height of loyalty. The chief fights for victory; his vassals
fight for their chief.
The same is true of the halls of the gods once again. The realm of Asgard is
said to be divided up into halls of the various gods, with Odins halls and
Valhalla obviously being central around his abode of Valaskjalf with the throne
of Hlidskjalf at its summit where he can observe all of the realms. It is obvious
that the Indo-European kings and jarls modelled themselves, their dwellings
and their hierarchy on the gods themselves. It makes sense therefore to take
the metaphor to its fullest conclusion and view the self in the same way.
Externally you are the castle, the limbs, sensory organs, productive organs
and the lower force centres or chakras are your servants, they all answer to
and respond to the calls and commands of the brain, the ruling elite of the
fortress, a miniature kingdom of itself with a million different personalities
warring all at once for control. At the very core of your being is the soul, an
inanimate and unknowable source which is permanently unified with the
unknowable divine of Odin/Siva/Perun. This is the King at the source of your
being, the hidden heart, the black sun, the chakra residing just above the
rest, hovering above you, the only you that is truly you.
The castle is defended in the same way. The limbs and the organs work
together to serve the brain and the soul, they move about, fight, flee, find
food, feed the organs so they can produce fuel and stimulants that the brain
can live off. But it is a symbiotic relationship, the brain simultaneously
controlling the body yet relying on it to survive. There is a set time period of
birth, life, death and rebirth which the body, mind and soul experience, each

one being reborn at different times, physically, mentally and spiritually.

The castle, the hill fort, the kingdom, the tribe, all experience these births,
lives, deaths and rebirths as well. And so the cycle continues. Experiencing
the castle as a visual and physical metaphor for the body and soul of the
people is an enormously liberating experience, one can look at the examples
of Camelot, Minas Tirith, Helms Deep, Edoras, the Wewelsburg, Malbork
castle and so on as physical embodiments of the culture they represent. As
the folk slumbers and recedes so do the castles that were the physical
embodiment of their Asgard or Valhalla.
In that sense then, when we visit a castle, a ruin, a skeleton of what was once
a glittering fortress to the conquering peoples, we are now wandering about
in the ruins of ourselves. Castles then are graveyards and we are the dead,
waiting to be reborn as the barbarians of tomorrow.
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He Will Come From the North - Pagan Prophecies of an Arctic Polar
Renaissance. from centurion method
He Will Come From the North - Pagan Prophecies of an Arctic Polar
Renaissance
This article is a repost from an old blog from some months ago - we
share it again due to popular demand.

All modern religion contains an eschatological bent and 99% of those

who ascribe to a religion in this day and age do so because they
have innate fears about the death of the Traditional way of life and
feel threatened by the deeply superficial proclivity of our modern
world. Tradition is the same whether it is that of a Japanese mans
urge towards Shinto or the samurai culture of his ancestors or an
Arabic man seeking to better understand the traditions of the
medieval or proto-Islamic culture of the Quran. Tradition is truly the
awareness and acceptance of true diversity, that every race and
people has its own structure and religious feeling innate in its
collective soul and truly the only enemy of the peoples of the world
is communism, capitalism and collectivism that seeks to reduce
everyone to the same pulp so that it can serve an economic goal
before even a political one.
There are a thousand different ways we can interpret history but
there is only one future we can see emerging and that is that if we
continue on our current path and allow the nefarious charlatans of
the EU, the UN and American governments to manipulate us there
will no longer be African, Asian, European or any of the other
varying tribes that make up humanity, there will be one race, one
people, one currency, one language, and this is not evolution and
not progress it is a lie to allow a very small group of people easier
control and easier profits. All the propaganda of the left is aimed at
destroying Tradition and traditional borders and races and cultures
in the hope of creating a single monumental working class and a

very, very small elite of one or two major corporations who control
everyone on earth (Disney, News Corp, Bank of America, Proctor &
Gamble come to mind). This is not an exaggeration. Every political
group that has any form of power has yielded in some way to the
corporate cabal who run the planet, even the slightest bit of
research will prove the validity of these statements.
What does all this have to do with religious prophecy? Well, all of
this has been prophesied. The Indo-European cultures of the fertile
crescent, the near east and Europe all have written prophecies and
entire corpuses of material dealing with the end times, the Kali
Yuga, the Iron Age, the dimming of the gods etc. I would encourage
anyone reading this who has not read Guenon and Evola to do so at
their next convenience and enlighten themselves to the European
understanding of what these prophecies say and how it applies to
our current spiritual, social and Traditional predicament.
What I wish to express in this article is how many of these
prophecies correlate and show that a personality or group of
personalities hailing from the northern hemisphere, or more
specifically of Northern European descent will one day rise up and
crush their opponents in power and take back their territory, reclaim
their spiritual birth right and reinstate the ancient proto-Indo
European worship of sun, horse, weapon, sacrifice etc. something
that we can see to be glimmering on the horizon, if you take a
moment to look. A new religion is being born, in the spirit of the old
one, based on action and in the heart and soul of the old way, but
entirely new, a true occurrence of eternal return.
Our first stop is Nostradamus, who has many bizarre prophecies,
many of which were fulfilled or claimed to be fulfilled by Napoleon
and other personalities in the last four centuries, but others of
which point tantalisingly to a future recurrence of historical
domination by powerful men.
When those of the arctic pole are united together,
Great terror and fear in the East:
Newly elected, the great trembling supported,
Rhodes, Byzantium stained with Barbarian blood. - Century VI:21
This first quote, one of my favourites from the book of Centuries,
speaks of a union of the arctic pole, interesting in that many of the
Vedic family cultures of the centuries before Christ regarded the
homeland of their peoples in the far north, a Hyperborea of ancient
times where a great culture once dwelt at one of the poles.
Nostradamus speaks of a time when those who dwell in the arctic
polar regions will unite, namely those of Russia, Northern Europe
and North America, something again we can see beginning to
happen, if even in the smallest of baby steps.
The great Pontiff of the party of Mars
Will subjugate the confines of the Danube:

The cross to pursue, through sword hook or crook,

Captives, gold, jewels more than one hundred thousand rubies. Century VI:49
Here we have mention of a great conqueror, the first of our passages
which we will be quoting in full which refer to a great leader who will
emerge to dominate large numbers of people, especially in the
confines of the Danube, which flows through the countries of
Germany, Austria, Slovakia, Hungary, Croatia, Serbia, Bulgaria and
Romania. The party of Mars can be nothing other than a political
or religious movement which venerates Mars as its god, i.e. war and
action alone (Mars being one of the few gods in the Roman pantheon
to be overtly reckless).
The great Celt will enter Rome,
Leading a throng of the exiled and banished:
The great Pastor will put to death every man
Who was united at the Alps for the cock. - Century VI:28
Again we have mention of a leader, a barbarian in the eyes of the
civilised Nostradamus who will enter Rome by force and lead an
army of outcasts, outlaws and exiles who will unite under him and
fight in the Alps against an army united for the cock, a symbol we
will return to in our exploration in the Norse Ragnarok. This Great
Celt I believe is the same one mentioned as the Pontiff of Mars,
both Pontiff and Pastor being words to signify a spiritual shepherd
who leads people towards a specific religious end, very Christian
themes but utilised in the service of a warlike people.
Who is this great Celt? This priest of Mars? The question remains
open to interpretation, but as a living avatar of the god of war, he is
the western/Germanic equivalent of the eastern Aryan concept of
the Avatar of Vishnu.
Many of the themes which crop up in the various prophecies of the
Indo European peoples in the last 2,000 years share imagery and
symbolism which was ripe for the plucking by that great harlot of
religion the Catholic church. Most, if not all of the symbols in the
Bible were pinched from neighbouring religions and the composite
mass/mess of beliefs which make up medieval Catholicism are half
the reason many of the old pagan folk traditions were able to
survive the spiritual massacre of the last 1000 years. One book and
one image in particular will leap out to the discerning reader and
that is of Jesus Christ the destroyer returning in the book of
Revelation. Many scholars who study the Bible from a non-Christian
and non-Jewish perspective admit that much of the Old Testament
and the non-Gospel/Epistle parts of the Bible are composite collages
of many of the beliefs of the pagan peoples who held the Hebrews in
captivity during their various sojourns from Jerusalem to Babylon,
Persia, Rome and Egypt.
The Book of Revelation is resplendent with imagery from the

surrounding Indo-European cultures of the Fertile Crescent. The

imagery of Christ on a white horse riding as a conqueror to
subjugate the earth is a distinctly un-Christian image and was
influenced greatly by the local beliefs then supplanted by Roman
influenced Christianity. The Revelation was obviously an important
book to either the Greek Gnostics or the Egyptian and Syrian
converts and was kept in but adapted for its eschatological weight
and ability to convert through fear. Many of the symbols are directly
from the book of Daniel which again was written during the
captivity of the Hebrews in Babylon and was influenced by the
Babylonian creation and apocalypse myths.
And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should
smite the nations: and he shall rule them with a rod of iron: and he
treadeth the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty
God. - Revelations 19:15
Not very forgive your enemies/turn the other cheek/love those who
hate you is it? But then the image of a white rider with a flaming
sword on a white horse coming on a cloud to smite the nations isnt
Hebraic, at all, it is Vedic. To better understand we need to look at
the man theyre referring to, namely the Avatar of Vishnu in his last
incarnation, Kalki.
His name means Destroyer of Filth, and it is said he will come
riding a white horse with an army of warriors to destroy darkness
and reinstate the sacrifices of the Vedas and the early proto-Aryans.
He will massacre the impure and bring in a new age of peace and
truth and light, the dawn of the Satya Yuga - a Kshatriya through
and through. As Avatar of Vishnu he will be both a god and a man, a
god living in a man, this is reminiscent of the Christian concept of
Jesus, who is presented in the Revelation as a living deity who rides
and conquers but who was essentially once a physical man.
When the practices taught in the Vedas and institutes of law have
nearly ceased, and the close of the Kali age shall be nigh, a portion
of that divine being who exists of His own spiritual nature, and who
is the beginning and end, and who comprehends all things, shall
descend upon earth. He will be born in the family of Vishnuyasha, an
eminent brahmana of Shambhala village, as Kalki, endowed with
eight superhuman faculties, when the eight suns will together shine
over the sky. By His irresistible might he will destroy all the
mlecchas (foreigners) and thieves, and all whose minds are devoted
to iniquity. He will re-establish righteousness upon earth, and the
minds of those who live at the end of the Kali age shall be
awakened, and shall be as clear as crystal. The men who are thus
changed by virtue of that peculiar time shall be as the seeds of
human beings, and shall give birth to a race who will follow the laws
of the Krita age or Satya Yuga, the age of purity. - Vishnu Purana,
Book Four, Chapter 24
All of this sounds very much like the prophecy of Nietzsche in the
goal of mankind, the Ubermensch or Superman. By destroying all

who oppose him and ushering in a new age Kalki brings a new breed
of mankind into existence who bear the seed of future men who will
be perfect. This is not the passive waiting for god or praying on
the coming of Jesus Christ, it is the active creation and alteration of
man toward a superior end, something we will return to.
At the end of Kali Yuga, when there exist no topics on the subject
of God, even at the residences of so-called saints and respectable
gentlemen, and when the power of government is transferred to the
hands of ministers elected from the evil men, and when nothing is
known of the techniques of sacrifice, even by word, at that time the
Lord will appear as the supreme chastiser. - Bhagavata Purana,
2.7.38
The next major prophecy of interest is that of the Third Sargon, a
very enigmatic and bizarrely sourced piece of writing which seems to
defy the usual habit of the modern world to pin down exactly where
something comes from. Regardless of its provenance or age it
contains some of the most stark and challenging imagery of a future
ruled by a character who is both god and man. The Sargon is (or will
be) a king or emperor who will rule a future Babylon in a post-Kali
Yuga age. The book takes the form of a question and answer session
between the prophet and the king Nebuchadnezzar.
The first image shows you a new king. He lives on the banks of the
lake. His species is related by blood to us. He sends out many ships.
He took countries that nobody here has seen since the great Sargon
I. He is much aware that his gods are also ours. - Sajaha 9
A man who is of the same blood as the ancient Babylonians (the
same as the Indo-Europeans of Vedic/Germanic/Celtic source), who
conquers countries that have not been ruled by them since Sargon I
(whose empire stretched from Mesopotamia to modern Iran and
Syria), his gods are the same as those of the Babylonians, a curious
statement but one which must point to the idea that the future will
regard the gods as different whereas this last ruler will know the
truth of the unity of their shared pantheism.
The Third Sargon will come in later times. He will destroy the
servants of darkness with all her seed, he will uproot the evil by the
roots. He will show no mercy, will not spare one of the enemies of
light; he will have no mercy with those who remained passive. He
will not tolerate the ones who do not recognize the whole. He will
push down the lower species, he kills all the sick souls. Among the
worshipers of the evil spirit is no trace left on the ground. The third
Sargon will be terrible against everything that is a hindrance to the
development of pure light. He will purify the world, will kill seven
out of ten people and obliterate everything that is wrong and
everything that bears the marks of the false. He will be cruel to the
darkness. The bodies of the slain, he will pile up to high pyramids, to
burn them. Everything ignoble must fall. The eternal order, which
will have been lost, will be restored by himself, sent by the deity.
The earthly world will then be bad. But in the time span of the third

part of a year, the emissary will have done his work. He will come
from the north; he will come unexpectedly upon in poison living earthly
world; he will shake all at once - and his power will be invincible. He will not
ask anybody. He will know everything. A band of upright will be around him.
Sargon will give them the third light, and they will illuminate the world. And
the righteous will wade in the blood of slaughtered unjust. Until the work is
done, the fires of destruction will burn from one to the other end of the earth.
The truth alone will remain.
Everything in the prophecy of the Third Sargon is the same symbolically as
that of Kalki, Jesus, the Great Celt and as we shall see the Ragnarok: a being
of light and justice who comes as a destroyer to burn the earth with the goal
of bringing in a new age of peace.
Sajaha: It will fall for a long time. Only the third Sargon will rebuild it again
in the land of the north. There and then will be a new Babylon.
Nebuchadnezzar: now tell me this, faithful Sajaha: How will the new Babylon
stand the times?
Sajaha: It will exist in the light and will reign for a thousand years, O King!
The Babylonians who would have known that their pre-Ice Age ancestral
home was somewhere in the north believed that in the last days the final
emperor would rebuild their home in the north, presumably a full cycle of
return to the original golden age. In the age prior to his coming we have a
description of what the world will be like Customs will no longer be enforced, but vice will be fashionable. Men will
have sexual intercourse with boys and go unpunished; women will no longer
want to be women, but will behave like men and go unpunished; people will
mix themselves with animals and go unpunished and father bastards. And
the bastards of bastards will be countless in the streets of the cities without
anyone eradicating them.
All that is bad is considered good, all that is good is considered bad. People
will not recognize no god anymore. Gluttony and fornication, treachery and
deceit are called their gods. They will drink blood and wallow in slime.
Naughty lies they call truth, and truth will not be in them. Except in the lonely
just waiting longingly to the Third Sargon, which they have secretly ordained
their courage. The spark of the new will spring from the trampled soil of
Chaldea . He will rise up the sky and fly, carried by rushing clouds to the land
of the north. From the tortured land will rise the liberator, the Avenger:
The Third Sargon! And North and South will rise by then, the lonely
righteous will be enormous and hastily kindle the fire to carry forward,
which burns all evil everywhere, yes everywhere. As the king raised his
hands to the sky.
Nebuchadnezzar: Terrible they shall be, the righteous, and merciless!
The prophecy of Sajaha says that those lonely righteous will arise from all
lands and a tortured land in the north will give birth to a liberator. So much
of this can only be true of the era in which we now live. I am reminded of
Nietzsche speaking through the mouth of Zarathustra (a Persian prophet) to
those who have exiled themselves willingly from our degraded society that
they will become the self-created elites from whom the superman will be

born.
Watch and listen, you solitaries! From the future come winds with a stealthy
flapping of wings; and good tidings go out to delicate ears. You solitaries of
today, you have seceded from society, you shall one day be a people: from
you, who have chosen out yourselves, shall a chosen people spring and
from this chosen people, the superman!
Finally we come to the much quoted and argued over portions of the Norse
myth cycles which speak of the doom of the gods or the Ragnarok. To
briefly skim over the themes, at a specific point (whether spiritually
allegorical or physical is left to our interpretation) a triptych of brutal winters
called the Fimbulvintr will precede the final battle where there is no summer.
The usual familiar conflicts break out and all morality decays (at this very
moment I doubt the concept exists in the minds of young people). The wolf
Skoll eats the sun and the wolf Hati eats the moon, the earth becomes dark
and all the stars blot out. Crucially for our interest in the Nostradamus
prophecy two cocks, one for the giants and one for the gods stand atop a
mountain and crow, this is the sign that the end has come. It is interesting
that a cock crowing should be the sign in two separate European
prophecies, for a great war to take place. A third cock crowing raises the dead
from their graves.
Earthquakes, rape, murder, a shattering of bonds and the wolf of chaos Fenrir
being released from his pit (very pagan Christian symbolism as Revelations is
full of pits and monsters being loosed from cages). The sea rages and
becomes poisoned and the giants sail towards the last battlefield of Wigrid.
Surtr the great fire giant carrying a sword like the sun burns up the earth,
another important symbol as both the Kalki and Sargon prophecies contain
mentions of the fires burning all over the earth and massacring all into ash.
Each god faces his nemesis on the field of war as Heimdall blows his horn
(shared Revelation symbolism again), one after the other they defeat their
opponent. Surtr flings fire in all directions, the nine worlds burn, everything is
destroyed, the earth sinks into the sea, all is lost.
From out of these ashes a new earth emerges, just as after the all destructive
force of fire, when the rain falls and the ash fertilises the earth and new life
springs forth. Few of the gods survive while other new ones are born from the
ruins of their parents. Humans re-inhabit the land and Baldr is reborn as the
new Allfather where he reigns triumphant. Obviously there is a lot of cyclical
symbolism of the year in here with winter and summer represented by the
various chaotic and solar gods. The Norse, the Vedic Indians and the
Babylonians knew that time on a larger scale is cyclical in the same way as
the year - The Kali Yuga, the Ragnarok etc. are all symbols of the massive
winter of the cyclical galactic year. Spiritual and social death, the inversion of
morals and the destruction of the elites and the raising of peasants to
positions of power are all signs of the winter of the gods.
The Voluspa in speaking of this period in the doom reminds that a strong
ruler, a god or man, Baldr or otherwise will come and take his position
(Kalki/Sargon/the Great Celt) and subjugate the ashes of the past order.
Then comes the powerful one

to the divine judgement,

a strong one from above,
who rules over all. - Voluspa 65
Fundamentally, what do these prophecies speak of in their heralds to us as
heathens and primarily men of action and Tradition? Waiting for a god to
arrive is inaction, there is no talk in any of these verses of the just and true
soldiers of the light succumbing to the weaponry of the Iron Age and just
sadly continuing with their lives as if nothing was happening. On the contrary
the Sargon and Kalki both say they will punish those who were inactive and
passive, those who do not speak and act with their hands and the weapons of
the aeon. Gods move among mortal frames, Kalki may walk among us in
secret, a man like us, waiting for the time to rise and take his hands upon the
celestial weapons which will usher in the new dawn. We solitaries, as
Nietzsche says, have a duty to remove ourselves, to choose from among
ourselves and be ruthless in the selection process. Just as the Hebrews, the
Christians and the Muslims have shown what acting on the words of your holy
book instead of waiting for your god to arrive can do, we should act also. If
Muslims had waited for the Mahdi instead of spreading the Ummah by fire
and sword there would be no Islam to speak of in the 21st century (exactly
the same is true of Christianity), and the same is true of Zionism and the
creation of the state of Israel, truly the Israelites have been their own
messiah, herding each other and becoming hardened by war until they prove
their ability to survive and fulfil their own cultural prophecies.
We heathens, we Traditionalists, we know that this is the Kali Age, this is the
doom of the gods, all has been inverted, all is backwards, time itself is
reverting to sub-evolutionary goals, everything points towards the victory of
the Marxist agenda from the bottommost rung of society to the very highest
echelons of the world government. But we do not despair, just as we do not
sit on our laurels and wait for a messiah to come. We are our own messiah.
Crucially we need to understand as sons of what is a dying (if not already
dead) Traditional interpretation of European culture that these prophecies all
agree. Whether were talking about Nietzsche, Evola, Guenon, the Vedas, the
Eddas, Persian, Babylonian or even Christian eschatology, all agree that the
future will not be carved by political groups, by votes in booths, by
democratic understanding, by the swaying of our countrymen to our way of
thinking. No. The prophecies all agree that a band of outlaws, a band of
brothers who have excised themselves from modern society will emerge
without warning, without forethought and without concern for their lives or
the culture in which they live. From among them, or with them as his
comrades, the great father of the future aeon of light (the Crowned and
Conquering Child) will rise up through their ranks and engage in a spiritual
war of unthinkable proportions that will turn the entire world to face itself and
its failings.
Firstly then, we must ask ourselves, where is the Arctic Polar Alliance? Where
are tomorrows barbarians? Where are the Great Celts?