"𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍" - 𝑱𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏

Revolt against the modern world and join a cult. Today, do it right now.

https://youtu.be/tUfyGpxTzQE

"See that you never lose your sense of shame. A man without a sense of shame, what good is he? He lives in a molting state, shedding his honor, and with steps directed toward hell.

You have beauty and bearing, you may well be the lord of some people. If you are of high origin and rising still higher, bear in mind that you must have compassion on the host of the needy. Shield them from distress with generosity and with kindness, and strive for humility. The poor man of good birth may well wrestle with shame—it is a sour business-and you should be ready with help. When you lighten his load God's blessing is near you. He has it worse than those who come to the window for bread.

Be both poor and rich appropriately: if a lord squanders, that is not lord-like; if he hoards treasure too much, that is dishonor also. Make your rule the true mean.

I have observed that you are in need of advice.
Leave bad manners to their own quarrel.
Do not ask too many questions.
Do not disdain thoughtful answers that go straight to the question of one who is sounding you out with words. You can hear and see, taste and smell: these should bring you wisdom.

Let mercy go along with daring. There will be the test of my counsels. Once a man gives you his oath of surrender in battle, take his word of honor and let him live, unless he has done you such wrong as would burden your heart with grief.

You will frequently have to wear armor. As soon as it is removed, see that you wash your hands and around your eyes to get the iron rust off. That way you will be of love's color, and women's eyes will note that.

Be manly and cheerful of spirit: that is good for winning honor and praise.

Let women be dear to you, for that enhances a young man's worth. Do not waver a single day toward them: that is true manly conduct. If you choose to tell them lies you may deceive many of them, but in true love base deception does not enjoy honor
long. It is the prowler's complaint that the dry branches in the park snap and crack and rouse the watch. Pathless places and felled-tree barriers, there is where many a battle thrives. Measure this against love. Noble love has judgment with which to outwit sly deceptive trickery. If you incur her disfavor you will be dishonored and suffer painful shame forever. Take this lesson to heart.

I will tell you more about womankind. Husband and wife are one, as are the sun that shone today and the thing called day itself; neither can be separated from the other; they blossom from a single seed. Strive to understand this."

[from Wolfram's Parzival]

"The souls of the gods adapt their bodies, which imitate intellect, to their own intellectual essence; the souls of the other divine classes direct their vehicles according to their allotment in the cosmos."

Iamblichus

"Since Plato knew that among men the Demiurge is the only divinity recognized, whereas the Primal Intellect, which is called ‘Being in itself’, is completely unknown to them, for this reason he spoke to them, as it were, as follows: ‘O mortals, that Intellect which you have in mind is not the first, but there is another Intellect prior to this one, who is more senior and more divine (πρεσβύτερος καὶ θειότερος)’."

- 𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒗𝒊, 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒙𝒗𝒊𝒊, 𝒃𝒚 𝑵𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒖𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒑𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒂

Aarvoll vs Uberboyo
Plato vs Nietzsche

This will be good:

https://t.iss.one/keith_woods/3816

It is a spring day, yet it feels like autumn again.
The sky is blue, but dim.
The ground all around me is still covered in dead leaves.
I sit still, half pondering all my woes and hopes, half thinking I ought to kneel in the leaves and pray, and I hope the soft wind will bring with it whispers of forgotten things.

Alas Boreas brings the last winter's wind to quench the first summer's sun.
No nymphs danced but Kione, foretelling this ephemeral spring's fall.
Justice has come to harvest what had the hubris to take whatever it could;
It was not sloth to have slept, and now be culled.
The reward for piety is life: to spring anew at its proper time, in adherence to the Law.
Bear the fruit of the sweet dreams of cold winter, when the stirrings of summer end your slumber.

What must be separated from the regrettable search for a literal and historical ur-people, ur-religion, and ur-language is the myth of such. The mythos of the ur-tradition is what should be considered the truest component, and any physical evidence that may or may not corroborate its existence is merely incidental.

Every traditional race claimed divine birth, and yet none thought to dig up evidence to prove it. It was proven in the self-evidence of its being which was consecrated in action. Every traditional religion claimed to be a tradition handed down by the gods, but none ever tried to reverse-engineer some primordial language to prove it. Again, it simply was such.

No amount of research into history, linguistics, and comparative religion will tell you a single thing about the primordial Tradition.

https://t.iss.one/hrodwulfshof/213

This channel will be taking a hiatus in the coming weeks. This has been a long time coming, as our posts have already been slowed for a while. However, the time has come for the sole author behind this channel to undertake the sacred duty of fatherhood. Needless to say, we cannot give this channel and this platform the time and energy that we have in the past. We humbly ask for your prayers and your patience for the future.

Even when there is energy to dedicate to the pursuits for which this channel was created, we will be prioritizing something of a generally higher quality than Telegram offers. The Hall of the Hyperboread Substack is now live and will act as a platform for our ideas to develop in longform. This channel will not be going away, but may continue in a less formal format when time allows.

Thank you to all our friends and subscribers, and may God bless you as He has blessed us.

https://hyperborea.substack.com

Can the Right Confront Socialism? And Why it Must to Accomplish its Goals.

Our first essay makes the case for confronting socialism as it is, and gauges the state of the Right to consider if it fit to take on the task. It addresses the historical origins of socialism and its connection to nationalism, the revolutionary nature of asserting traditional values in the modern day, and what would be required to proliferate those values.

"This strictly theological perspective can only foretell the coming Deus ex Machina, and cannot bring it into fruition alone. No lighting bolts will rain down from Heaven to awaken the sleeping Mountain King, since after all, God helps those who help themselves."

https://hyperborea.substack.com/p/can-the-right-confront-socialism

"Blood, for the new nationalism, like "earth", is not a biological concept, but a fundamentally metaphysical one. The word "race" becomes as uncomfortable to apply as the word "tradition", and it must be stressed that all purity and high culture regarding blood is meaningless without the elusive addition that blood cells, however they may look under the microscope, are endowed with mystical energies of concrete life."
~ Ernst Jünger