This is important, and sacred. The best understanding that can be had from this web-medium is not a brief definition here but a study and meditation on, particularly, those articles appended with this tag.
Ahhh, the Fourth of July. Celebrated in the United States – since 1865, the United State – to this day, as ‘Independence Day’.
By modern ‘liberals’ (who take such pains to only display liberálitás towards whatever destroys Civilization to clear the most space for their selfish depravity) it is twisted into modern ‘liberal’ rhetoric, a “Revolution” of “democracy” by this gentleman-led uprising insisting on the long-established rights of Englishmen not being ignored by mere virtue of arduously colonizing a new frontier.
By modern ‘conservatives’ (who are only interested in the cónservátió of some earlier decade’s or century’s degree of leftist poisoning that they prefer – modern “conservatives” as the old leftists grown obsolete), easily conflated into a mere rivalry of regions and forms of government, a ‘conservative “Britain”‘ being necessarily the eternal rival to a ‘conservative (or otherwise) “America”‘, and indeed a ‘conservative “France”‘, “Germany”, et cétera, ad ꟾnfꟾnꟾtvm! Mere governmental or even (((economic))) rivalries deemed more important in atomizing chauvinism than the unity of Blood and Spirit that we call Race with a capital R, whether Britain and (original) America as belonging to the English Race, they and Germany as belonging to the Germanic Race, or they, France, and all Indo-Europeans as belonging to the Aryan Race!
(((Compromise))). In theory, as a concept, anyone with their heart in this Struggle and an instinct for Truth can tell you that it’s to be avoided – more than that, to be shunned, shamed, rejected, reviled. It cedes vital ground from our People to our Enemy, from our potential Destiny to our potential Doom.
More than that, it fractures the integrity of our very souls – in an Age of Dissolution in which every corrosive tendency of Demiurge, Parasite, and Corrosion muster all their loathsome force against the Aryan Soul, the truth about our existential opposition to the (((Enemy)) remains what it always has been: the Enemy cannot defeat us, but it can certainly corrupt us into bringing about our own defeat.
Anyone who has been around the Far Right movement long enough eventually becomes aware of differences in race. Bone density. Number of vertebrae. Height. Pelvic formations. Musculature. Aerobic and anaerobic capacity. Maturation times. Gestation periods. IQ. Even the standard deviations of the above characteristics are different. All of this can be found out through a little judicious internet searching.
Yet, one might be tempted to ask….
“Are spiritual destinies as different as science shows us we are physically?”
Right Wing Philosophy has been present on this mostly-degenerate Kalîyugá medium of faceberg for what seems like a long time, even though we’ve just recently passed the half-year mark. A major reason for the perception of so much more mundane-time having passed is that the page, its articles, themes, and reach have certainly passed through several clear and successive phases already in our elucidation of Aryan Tradition bonded to Struggle for Aryan Destiny. Our recent announcement of both founding admins’ claiming of wives to render mothers of Aryan children will likewise set the tone for this next elucidation and example in Our Struggle. So, tonight, we are going to expound for a few minutes of your not-so-mundane Time on the Family and Home, and their rôle in the pursuit of Total Victory.
“Equality”. A concept so “true” that it can never be presented to stand on its own as a real fact, but always requires some sort of (((social))) action to enforce arbitrarily upon the real state of affairs. And always will require more such actions, as the Truth of Nature will always reassert itself upon the lies of Nature’s (((Enemy))), until either Total Victory over the Enemy, or the Enemy’s total defeat of beauty, order, and cleanliness.
Children of the Sun…. Children of the Sun. A phrase pregnant with power, and not without its aura of mystery. Conveying the sense of descent, inheritance – ‘aboveness’, ‘beyondness’. Does it seem strange to you? If your perceptions and understandings remain confined and defined by the (((Enemy))) – how could it not? How could it not be the strangest heresy to posit a birthright of divine fire, a growing up with forebears to emulate and indeed surpass, a mission of making the most of differentiated consciousness and bearing that torch to the furthest Stars?
When this page began its first incarnation six months ago, we collectively decided that the only way we could approach spirituality was as follows: “Aryan Spirituality for Aryan People.” Long into the night we talked, ensuring we were on the same page and no dissent would linger under the surface (we have actually never once disagreed on Page Policy, interestingly. 9mm vs .45acp, on the other hand….).
We talk a great deal here about Struggle. Sometimes of the basic elemental struggle, form against entropy, life against competing life. And, truly, it is only victory in that struggle that wins any justifiable span and space for Life in this κόσμος, period. This accomplished, however, there are more Victories to be won if we are to enjoy the fullness of Life – let alone of our unique Aryan Destiny.
Life may be won by individuals from individuals, but Destiny is something so much grander, this alliance of Lives striving to realize an Ideal. And in Ordre to carve this creation from Chaos, a great effort is needed to prevail against rival organized bodies. We will not waste overmuch time here on the lolbertardians, the merely-economic “right”, and all the rest of the similarly-“unique” ‘individualists’ (and how stunted the real individuation of such often proves to be!). We are concerned with those forces which in the long run will matter, and it is only our superiority as an organized body that will win for us that Victory securing the Destiny that illuminates the entire Aryan Ideal.
Five days ago I witnessed a powerful augury which may lend itself to some of your meditations. A hawk was gliding overhead, steady, silent, strong. Then at one point a common grackle took offense and began to pester the hawk mercilessly. Maybe it strayed too near a nest or a mate, or perhaps the mere presence of an apex-species upset the lesser bird’s sense of precious ‘safety’. Whatever the cause, the grackle flew around and bombarded the hawk with a barrage of dives and cackles, and the raptor was clearly about to be forced to notice the offending vermin.