2024-10(Oct)-02(Wed)—1740EDT

Any Nationalist movement involving Whites — yes, necessarily White Nationalism — is going to be branded as a “Nazi” movement. You cannot avoid this by carefully selecting your talking points or carefully crafting your symbols or carefully avoiding certain terms — Blut und Boden, blood and soil. You can embrace the reality and the necessity and save your people, or you can capitulate in a thousand small ways and be defeated utterly. There is no second place in a war of annihilation.

2024-10(Oct)-02(Wed)—1740EDT

They need you to think of this symbol as a ‘swastika’ instead of, as the German is properly translated, a hooked cross, because so long as you continue to incorrectly associate it with paganism instead of Christianity, you can be prevented from recognizing the only way out of the morass.

2024-10(Oct)-02(Wed)—1732EDT

It has only ever been two symbols, representing the only two factions and forever at war with one another. The specific forms they have taken over the centuries have changed here and there, but the core remains the same, for the conflict neither changes nor abates.

2024-10(Oct)-01(Tue)—1711EDT

“Turning and turning in the widening gyre   
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere   
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst   
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.   
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out   
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert   
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,   
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,   
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it   
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.   
The darkness drops again; but now I know   
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,   
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,   
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”