Heritage of Pagan Religions

“Old writers had an admirable symbolism that attributed certain energies to the Solar influence and others to the Lunar influence. To the Lunar influence belong all thoughts and emotions that were created by the community, by the common people (the plebe), by nobody knows who… and to the Solar influence all that comes from an highly disciplined or individual kingly mind (the aristocracy).”
Lady Isabella Augusta Gregory, Gods and Fighting Men

Norse Hellas

Old Norse and Hellenic Ideals

Western Europa

Western life was completely absorbed in “becoming”, becoming “very important”, becoming richer… with its attendant focus on rational means, speed and technical efficiency. The “humanitarian” concern with an individual’s importance on a global scale, his or her social and political “emancipation” had displaced all transcendent religious references into an aberrant cult of individualism. Selfies, selfies, selfies…

Western European culture of blandness, multiculturalism, social conformity and political correctness, along with the black plague of “liberalism” has created a rootless, undisciplined European youth that has no purpose in their chaotic lives.

The absence of any positive direction for the innate energies of young males and females has led to football hooliganism, exaggerated amounts of tattoos on their bodies, grotesque piercings (which is nothing more that an horrendous auto-mutilation), gangs warfare, street violence, drug cartels, reckless consumption of drugs and the shameless prostitution of European women, visible everywhere.

Our political elites seek to undermine all national, cultural, ethnic and racial differences in order to reduce all of us, Europeans, to a mass of interchangeable economic units of producing and consuming robots, in a vast World State.

The sacred nature of our druids authority, the mystery of our rituals, initiation and consecration, along with the recognition of the “divine origins” of a nobleman (after proving himself in battle, more than once…), the notions of chivalry and hierarchy deﬁned our ancient world in utter opposition to the pseudo-liberal and multicultural concerns of the modern world and specially, Western Europa.

The remarkable Pagan Spirit underlies all fierce reactions to Christianity, Islam and Judaism and to our corrupted democracies and the so called “technical civilization”, where money took the place of our ancient gods. During the last decades, the wave of political regionalism (even separatism, in certain cases), identity concerns and even modern ecology are related to a very deep racial folk memory (which are also called blood memories) and the emergence of a new pagan elite for the healing of our planet and above all, the future of Europa.

Men and women are animals and we must free ourselves from all dogmas and embrace the instincts of our animal nature, thus repudiating all the moralities that make us slaves, non European religions and ideologies which aim to level down mankind into an absurd egalitarian and undifferentiated herd of consumers.

Are we still worthy of Valhalla?

Christianity is a deplorable antithesis of the tonic emotions enhancing the feeling of life, of what truly makes us feel alive. Christ is an extravagant myth offering spiritual consolations in place of tangible gains in this World, a ridiculous and absolute contradiction of all of our natural urges toward assertion, victory, glory, the need to conquer new territories and true immortality through our children.

Our druids gospel of ancestral pride and glorious lineage, coupled with the hard blows of our warriors against the roman legions, made it visible a crucial blending of mystical insight, barbarian logic and extreme brutality of our Truth and Youth which characterized a grandeur that appealed to our tribes and to the very best of our nobility: those exceptionally intelligent and reliable men and women who have retained the immense vitality of our blood within their mental structure, such as Boudicca of the Iceni tribe.

We love our times, despite all of the dangers and anguishes, we love this time of excruciating pain and sorrow precisely because of those deadly dangers and the enormous tasks that this era of decadence imposes on us. Our blood, our lineage is once again being put to the test… Are we still worthy of Valhalla? We know who our ancestors were and we must be ready to commit ourselves, regardless of our own lives… otherwise, nothing great and decisive can be achieved to honor our ancestors. We have always revealed our greatness in the battlefields of Europa, it is our finest hour and we will shine as diamonds in the dust…

Who were our Gods?

Our gods were the Gods of Light and Might, our potent gods were tested in our battlefields… our gods were Gods of Victory and Victory alone because without victory we cannot be free. Our gods were gods of war, survival and fertility. Our gods neither were weak nor naive, our children would have been slaves without the wisdom and freedom conquered by our great ancestors on their battlefields, we owe it to their willpower, aggression, weapons and ruthless desire to conquer.

Of all feelings one can experience in this world, there is none as lovely as the consciousness of power. The loveliest form of such feeling is the certitude that you are immortal and master of the future… not personally immortal, obviously, nor even through your deeds and works of art that are under your individual name, but immortal in a titanic and historic progression of a nation or folk with which you have identified yourself; in a great pagan religion of millions of men and women, which is the glorious expression of your higher and better self… of your lasting self, the certitude that your dearest dreams will be a reality and the unapologetic truth which you live, the undisputed spiritual basis of any civilization is a World conquered to your faith, for centuries and millenniums to come… after your insignificant physical self will be turned to dust and your name may be not even remembered by others. That is immortality.

War has its own Laws, war is war, under whatever form it may be and in war as in peace, individual life does not count above our nations. Duty alone matters. Duty to our people, duty to our ancestors that did everything and suffered everything because of us, to give us health and strength, honor and dignity, independence and prosperity. Vercingetorix owes the extraordinary significance of his death to the extraordinary significance of his life as an everlasting example of devotion to others like him, his own people and higher values, the eternal Gods of Nature.