Thank you for waiting. As happens to me periodically, I find myself forced to consider not only my evolved paradigm, but the viability and advisability of writing itself. I get to a point where I can no longer concern myself with, or direct your attention to issues which are, after all, secondary and peripheral. And in this case, I find myself possessed of some new insight which rearranges the priority of my own studies and takes me down a new rabbit hole of history and custom.
In this case, as you’ve seen these past few months, I found myself drawn from the study of German history, mysticism and language, which has been my mainstay these past few years, to examining the previous century in another country – the Victorian era in Britain. Led there, oddly enough, by a renewed interested in technology and science fiction, notably the novels which led to the sadly debased subgenre of cyberpunk – the fiction of William Gibson in particular, and an oddity of his writing, the excellent collaboration with Bruce Sterling The Difference Engine, which in turn took me to the Victorians. I won’t take you through all the twist and turns from there; I’m currently reading Tom Brown’s School Days and enjoying it immensely. But why?
I’ve learned to trust my own particular Daemon, who leads me to these things. Why the Victorian Age? I’ve developed a collateral fascination with mechanical pocket watches, the high tech of a bygone time. Part, but only part of my hesitation with writing has been unpacking an understanding of where I am going on this journey of inquiry. And now I think I see:
I have long focused on the German side of my ancestry, drawn at an early age my perception of deception at the core of “our” society’s understanding of history, the lies concerning WWII, Hitler and the annihilation of Germany in the decade before my life began. I have studied German for years now; I have wandered about the occupied country called Germany, trying to ascertain the true state of mind of its enslaved people. I have focused, as some of my heroes and teachers had, on that previous epoch as the turning point of the history of our civilization and what I now see as its destruction. But I now see that though indeed there was, there, a great final battle leading to the denouement of Apocalypse, the decisions were all made prior. The great sacrifices of the twentieth century, although glorious, were the last flickering of the ash – a martyrdom no less glorious for its inevitability.
So that while we may love those heroes of National Socialism for what they were and what they did, their defeat was I think inevitable. It seems to be that even Hitlers’ projections of glory were a dream, and he foresaw the defeat fairly early on. Sometime one must fight a battle which his soul knows he must lose, for the glory is in the fight itself. There would have been no fight there, had there been justice remaining for Germany and the German people. But they were forced into War by the Jews behind Roosevelt and Churchill, who triumphed and have held sway since.
Which leads me to the prior age. My ultimate analysis of the true turning point, at which the balance of power swung away from the culture builders to the culture destroyers, is pending. Let us at this point not be afraid to name the Jew, with the inevitable trepidation and some qualification.
A warning: our language, as I have said, is not our own. Therefore, it is not possible, in this only modern language in which I am truly fluent, this English, to speak the truth directly, and I must choose at some point between boldness and indirection. When I say one term, you hear another. When I say the root of the destruction of our civilization, our culture, is the Jew, I do not mean I think what you hear by the term, unless you have been awakened to the same phenomenon of stolen words. The Jew I speak of is not the Jew you see; he is not for example the spouse of my cousin, who claims that background and that race. The Jew of whom I speak is the embodiment, the racial human incarnation of the possession of the Demiurge, also badly named therein – the Demon from the the Desert who millennia ago stole the name of the tribal god Yahweh, plagiarized the great truths of the Mesopotamian, Hyperborean and Atlantean civilizations and made them false, and wadded it all together into the great books of lies called the Bible and the Koran, and the Torah, weaponized them in the Talmud.
In our time, the Jew one sees on the street is almost as degraded as the representatives of the other races whose lives he has cheapened. Just as the Whites one sees at Walmart or in ones daily existence are no more Aryan than the Twinkie, and are not fit to lead or even to assume participation in the governance of “their” society, the Jews are also debased. There are those of course who hold the true power, but if you know the name, you see not the real enemy. The Rothschilds and Mr. Soros are just as much pawns as the Obongos and the Clintons, although on a higher level. So that reaction against the street Jew is as misguided in our modern time as it was during “Kristallnacht”. The small man is not our enemy, except to the extent that we are the small man ourselves. The enemy, as I have said many times now, is Metahuman. And only by identifying with our stronger Metahuman Self, our true Archetype, our Wotan or Vishnu, can we name the true enemy and fight him on the only level which any longer has meaning.
And as to these Jews on earth, who are they? On our planet today, who rules and what are they doing? This, as many of the themes on which I must only touch in this article, bears much unpacking, but I will attempt a summary. It appears to me that we stand amidst a war between the Jews, as it were. A conflict between the Zionists, who are perhaps the most like us, and in the degraded necessities of this Age of Kalki, who we must be if were are to endure as a human species – the ruthless Nationalists, the founders and maintainer of the State of Israel and its endless wars, its misguided racial purity in the name of the Anti-Race; and the other, the Globalists, the true owners of the world system and its finance, who in fact spawned the Zionists in not much before our own time. It was this last US Presidential election, in my attempts to understand it and what has happened and whose consequences shall further unfold this very week, which led me to this understanding.
The election of Donald Trump was not so much a victory of the White Man over the Jew, as it was the temporary victory of the Zionist over the Globalist, a triumph of the faction of Judaism to whom the White Identitarian or European Nationalist may relate, over the Eusocial one who is more alien to him and stands perhaps closer to the true manifest nature of the “Demiurge” (also poorly named therein). That victory may, as I have said, give us a breathing room, a bit of a time to recover and a more human enemy, but it does not give us a “Win” or even an assurance of survival. Because to the extent we mistake the lesser enemy that we can know and understand for a friend, we ensure our own (eventual or instantaneous, this is not clear) betrayal and destruction.
We face even this week the very real prospect of literal wars in the streets. The prophets of fear point out the extreme nature of the conflict on this material plane of those forces set forth above. The Globalists control the media and they have controlled the entire government, in unity, through the Obongo years. Do they also control the CIA? Will Trump indeed be assassinated, or will he be protected by those same unseen but obviously powerful Zionist forces who protected him against the vote rigging machinations of the Globalists against whom Bernie Sanders had no protection? We will see. But more immediately, we face the danger of immediate blood. The Globalists, speaking through their robots in Hollywood and the media, have roused the refried Hippies and the degraded pseudo-intellectuals of the Universities to assemble an army of idiots to join, perhaps to their own doom, the street thugs of Black Lives Matter and the clowns of the LGBT movement (or whatever they are calling it these days), in demonstrations to disrupt the Inauguration, which I think may well persist in its aftermath. This breeds no good omen for anyone, not those who will be blooded therein nor for law enforcement, as divided as they may be between the forces of chaos and order; nor for we would restore or even hope for the survival of our world, albeit temporarily.
I do indeed, in my own quest to understand roots, search in our earlier history for where things went wrong, perhaps beyond recovery. Was it in the readmission of the Jew to England under Cromwell? if so, our quest takes us the late seventeenth and early eighteenth centuries. Or were things still unfixed at that point? It is clear that all was set in motion by 1913, when the US Treasury was stolen by Jewish bankers, and our course – which led inevitably to the planned annihilation (as a conscious entity) and enslavement of the Germans through two “World Wars” which were in fact wars against Europe by the earlier two head of the Jewish beast – America (as controlled by the cabal behind Roosevelt and Russia (quixotically embodied as a monster headed by Georgian Stalin whose body consisted of the remains of the Bolshevik Jews and their death dealers). The subsequent conflict, known as the Cold War, as we can see now from a modern perspective which included the fall of the Soviets, incipient even in their days of their ascendancy because of their mixed agenda and their misunderstanding of their own role and nature, was a false one – foreordained and manipulated by the Globalists who over forty years or so after the last War consolidated their power while Russia itself ran a course of recovery from its Disease into the revised (although impure) nationalist State we see today.
And meanwhile those Zionists, whose exudation from the mass of the Jewish beast provided the impetus and perhaps to some degree misleading excuse and motivation for those Wars, as embodied in the consequence of the Balfour Declaration – were spun off into the State of Israel, its tendrils deeply implanted in the US government and born again into the EU. And whose newly born Nature, perhaps breathing its first air apart from the mother after the urethra was cut, realizes its separation from the mother, pulls apart from her and seeks among the blind animals of the forest, allies.
Meanwhile I will continue to look into sources and origin, as is my nature. But meanwhile, keep your children off the streets this weekend and in the days of rage to come. As always, I run the risk of seeing the far future in the near one and of too much anticipation. But I would advise as a caution, fear the deluge.