Wednesday, May 29, 2013

A Gray Afternoon In Boeotia

Few weeks ago, as we were heading towards the spring`s end, for one more time we took the decision to take the road to Boeotia.

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I always enjoy driving around Boeotia, and i never miss the opportunity of the good weather (A day with Rain or full of gray clouds and fog is just perfect!) to visit some places i have never been before.


This time , the first place was Kabeirion of Thebes.

Here is what the Ancient traveller Pausanias wrote about this place: The Cabeirium

It took us some time to find this place , as it was in the middle on nowhere without any signs or guide maps around.


It was already late in the afternoon when we took the road to Mount Helicon


After some time going up to the road in Mount Helicon we arrived in "a cursed place, cruel in winter, hard in summer, never pleasant" (Hesiod "Works And Days"). Its a village named Ascra and thats the birthplace of famous poet Hesiod.

It was getting dark and we did not had much time left as in Hellenic countryside is quite hard to see something during the night because there is not many lights. Only inside villages, in main roads and highways.

We checked our map and we noticed that we were really close to the valley of the muses and Hippocrene. 
 Unfortunately, we did not found those mythical places because it was already dark.
But few minutes before we took some photos of this area with the promise to return after the summer.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Self Sacrifice of Dominique Venner

Normally i watch the news daily in the TV or visit some major news sites here in Hellas. Not to get the news, but with all this anti-Golden Dawn hysteria the last months, those sites 
are real fun and entertainment to me. Having some joy in those dark times , is getting rare and rare as the time passing by, and i dont want to miss such opportunities that the judeo-liberal yellow press has to offer.
During the day , i heard that someone commited suicide as a protest to gay marriages in France but i had not the time to check it further.
Few minutes ago i opened the pc , and i came across the news that the person who commited suicide was named Dominique Venner and that he was a Nationalist.

I want to be honest, i dont remember having heard the name of Dominique Venner before. Now i`m reading that he co-operated with some known French writters (Alain de Benoist e.t.c.) and also i knew the title (Le Soleil des vaincus Blanc) of one of his books. The most important is that  Dominique Venner lived and died like a true European. At the evening of his life he decided to offer it in a way that perhaps will work as an alarm clock for the sleeping Europeans of today. Lets hope that one day the guns will be thousands, and they will be turned not towards our heads, but towards the eternal enemies of our race and their watchdogs.

Long Live Dominique Venner!

His personal blog
(Its only in French but google translator works fine)

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Five Ages of Man

The Great Hellenic poet Hesiod in his masterpiece WORKS AND DAYS describe The Five Ages of man. Through the time many did different interpretations on the five ages.
My view. History and time is cyclical and not linear. So, like the four seasons, the five ages come and go. In the end of the 5th age, there is a deluge/cataclysm (See Ragnarök in the Norse Tradition) and things start
again from the beginning. There is no doubt that anyone who reads about these five ages, can easily recognize that the age we live today is the Iron Age. 

So according to our Ancestral European Traditions, sooner or later, this age will meet the end that truly deserves. The downfall of this world as we know it.

J.R.R.Tolkien in his LORD OF THE RINGS used a similar symbolism

(Scroll down to see Hesiod`s five ages of man)


[106] Or if you will, I will sum you up another tale well and skilfully -- and do you lay it up in your heart, -- how the gods and mortal men sprang from one source.

[109] First of all the deathless gods who dwell on Olympus made a golden race of mortal men who lived in the time of Cronos when he was reigning in heaven. And they lived like gods without sorrow of heart, remote and free from toil and grief: miserable age rested not on them; but with legs and arms never failing they made merry with feasting beyond the reach of all evils. When they died, it was as though they were overcome with sleep, and they had all good things; for the fruitful earth unforced bare them fruit abundantly and without stint. They dwelt in ease and peace upon their lands with many good things, rich in flocks and loved by the blessed gods.

[121] But after earth had covered this generation -- they are called pure spirits dwelling on the earth, and are kindly, delivering from harm, and guardians of mortal men; for they roam everywhere over the earth, clothed in mist and keep watch on judgements and cruel deeds, givers of wealth; for this royal right also they received; -- then they who dwell on Olympus made a second generation which was of silver and less noble by far. It was like the golden race neither in body nor in spirit. A child was brought up at his good mother's side an hundred years, an utter simpleton, playing childishly in his own home. But when they were full grown and were come to the full measure of their prime, they lived only a little time in sorrow because of their foolishness, for they could not keep from sinning and from wronging one another, nor would they serve the immortals, nor sacrifice on the holy altars of the blessed ones as it is right for men to do wherever they dwell. Then Zeus the son of Cronos was angry and put them away, because they would not give honour to the blessed gods who live on Olympus.

[140] But when earth had covered this generation also -- they are called blessed spirits of the underworld by men, and, though they are of second order, yet honour attends them also -- Zeus the Father made a third generation of mortal men, a brazen race, sprung from ash-trees [meliai]; and it was in no way equal to the silver age, but was terrible and strong. They loved the lamentable works of Ares and deeds of violence; they ate no bread, but were hard of heart like adamant, fearful men. Great was their strength and unconquerable the arms which grew from their shoulders on their strong limbs. Their armour was of bronze, and their houses of bronze, and of bronze were their implements: there was no black iron. These were destroyed by their own hands and passed to the dank house of chill Hades, and left no name: terrible though they were, black Death seized them, and they left the bright light of the sun.

[156] But when earth had covered this generation also, Zeus the son of Cronos made yet another, the fourth, upon the fruitful earth, which was nobler and more righteous, a god-like race of hero-men who are called demi-gods, the race before our own, throughout the boundless earth. Grim war and dread battle destroyed a part of them, some in the land of Cadmus at seven- gated Thebe when they fought for the flocks of Oedipus, and some, when it had brought them in ships over the great sea gulf to Troy for rich-haired Helen's sake: there death's end enshrouded a part of them. But to the others father Zeus the son of Cronos gave a living and an abode apart from men, and made them dwell at the ends of earth. And they live untouched by sorrow in the islands of the blessed along the shore of deep swirling Ocean, happy heroes for whom the grain-giving earth bears honey-sweet fruit flourishing thrice a year, far from the deathless gods, and Cronos rules over them; for the father of men and gods released him from his bonds. And these last equally have honour and glory.

[169c] And again far-seeing Zeus made yet another generation, the fifth, of men who are upon the bounteous earth.

[170] Thereafter, would that I were not among the men of the fifth generation, but either had died before or been born afterwards. For now truly is a race of iron, and men never rest from labour and sorrow by day, and from perishing by night; and the gods shall lay sore trouble upon them. But, notwithstanding, even these shall have some good mingled with their evils. And Zeus will destroy this race of mortal men also when they come to have grey hair on the temples at their birth. The father will not agree with his children, nor the children with their father, nor guest with his host, nor comrade with comrade; nor will brother be dear to brother as aforetime. Men will dishonour their parents as they grow quickly old, and will carp at them, chiding them with bitter words, hard-hearted they, not knowing the fear of the gods. They will not repay their aged parents the cost their nurture, for might shall be their right: and one man will sack another's city. There will be no favour for the man who keeps his oath or for the just or for the good; but rather men will praise the evil-doer and his violent dealing. Strength will be right and reverence will cease to be; and the wicked will hurt the worthy man, speaking false words against him, and will swear an oath upon them. Envy, foul-mouthed, delighting in evil, with scowling face, will go along with wretched men one and all. And then Aidos and Nemesis [shame of wrongdoing and indignation against the wrongdoer], with their sweet forms wrapped in white robes, will go from the wide-pathed earth and forsake mankind to join the company of the deathless gods: and bitter sorrows will be left for mortal men, and there will be no help against evil.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Carleton S. Coon - The Races of Europe

Carleton S. Coon was an American anthropologist and writter of some famous racialist works. More information about his life and works: HERE 

His work The Races of Europe still considered today as of the most in-depth and detailed work on European Tribes and Nations.

You can find this book online at this link :

Coming to modern Hellas, amongst others Carleton Coon wrote :

"As will be shown later (Chapter XI, section 14), the modern inhabitants of Greece itself differ surprisingly little from their classical predecessors." 

"The Greeks, in short, are a blend of racial types, of which two are most important; the Atlanto-Mediterranean and the Alpine. Dinaricisrn here is present, but not all pervading; true Alpines are commoner than complete Dinarics. The Nordic element is weak, as it probably has been since the days of Homer. The racial type to which Socrates belonged is today the most important, while the Atlanto-Mediterranean, prominent in Greece since the Bronze Age, is still a major factor, it is my personal reaction to the living Greeks that their continuity with their ancestors of the ancient world is remarkable, rather than the opposite."

"It is inaccurate to say that the modern Greeks are different physically from the ancient Greeks; such a statement is based on an ignorance of the Greek ethnic character. In classical times the Greeks included many kinds of people living in different places, as they do today. If one refers to the inhabitants of Attica during the sixth century, or to the Spartans of Leonidas, then the changes in these localities have probably not been nearly as great as that between the Germans of Tacitus and the living South Germans, to cite but a single example."

Thursday, May 2, 2013

BURZUM Return To The Shadows

"Burzum appeared from nowhere in 1991 with a demo tape made up of a dozen guitars-and-bass-only tracks in rehearsal quality. I made a few more or less successful metal albums, but they all always included at least some ambient music. With time I moved further and further away from metal, and today only the ambient music remains. Today (2013) I think I am done playing metal music for good.

Many of you followed Burzum through the years, some even from the beginning, and I think metal-Burzum deserves a proper "good bye". So, just like I started out I will finish metal-Burzum with a guitars-and-bass-only track in rehearsal quality. "Back to the Shadows" is made up of the last metal riffs I ever made (in 2012). It was never released in any way, or recorded (beyond what you hear here), and it will not either -- beyond this short "video".

Take it for what it is; a sentimental good bye to metal-Burzum.

The music is playing with an image of the 17 year-old me, taken from the time when some of the first Burzum tracks were made. You can see this track as a good bye to that fellow too.

You can use this music as you please privately, but the track is mine, so if you by any chance want to use it commercially you need a permission from me to do so.

NB! Remember that I don't have a Facebook account, so all those claiming to be me there are frauds."

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