A WWII film that as it looks its not 100% typical jew propaganda. Reading the facebook and youtube posts, it seems that the director try to take a neutral side. As much as this is possible in the zionist dominated Europe of today.
The history of Waffen SS narrated by the legendary hero Leon Degrelle. This is the full online version of the VHS (And later DVD) that was released and distributed by THE BARNES REVIEW. Since you are now watching it for free, support The Barnes Review by buying other of their productions or distributed items.
"Leon Degrelle (born June 15th 1906, died March 31 1994) was a Walloon Belgian politician, who founded Rexism and later joined the Waffen SS which were front-line troops in the fight against the Soviet Union AND Communism. This is a self-spoken biography (with an introduction by his daughter). He was one of many, who wished and believed that they could make a better Europe and struggled mightily to that end. Whatever one's political outlook.., one cannot doubt the courage and conviction of Degrelle or the men that he led. That he survived so much carnage and the vengeance of his enemies at the end is remarkable. That he then went on to produce such a memorable account of his experiences we should be thankful for. It was an epic struggle by any standards... When Degrelle joined the Wehrmacht he was offered the rank of lieutenant, but he refused and he went into Russian campaign as an ordinary private. He points out that Waffen-SS was really a front-line unit and a respected fighting force. Also, that 98% were NOT professional soldiers, or just young men after adventure, or NOT the goose-stepping "half-mad" stereotypes of Hollywood. Most of the volunteer units had a tragic end as they would rather fight to the last man instead of being handed over to their vengeful countrymen. The Waffen-SS had an estimate of 150-250 000 European (non-German) volunteers who fought with honor on the eastern front, and many of them winning the highest medal for bravery in the German armed forces, the Knights Cross. This eye opening historical video is a daring break from the all the typical "anti-German" videos and publications as it tries to show the real untold truth about the Axis dealings with foreigners, volunteers, minorities, helpers and other diverse international relations. He does quite well at telling the untold, unpopular AND startling truths of the real perspectives AND relations of Germans AND non-Germans during WWII. Unlike Hollywood AND the general media that just LOVES to project an inaccurate historical "pseudo truth" !!" Previous Related Posts: The Enigma of Hitler Steven Spielberg Keep Stealing (From Otto Rahn to Leon Degrelle)
Yes, by miracle it seems that there is still some white Europeans walking (Not a question about living!) in the streets of London. So in the final days before the british zionist goverment officially adopt the sharia law and change the name to Londonistan, Nationalists from England and Poland organize a demonstration about Golden Dawn in front of the Greek embassy. If any of you live in England, support them and take part in this event.
November will be a different month of the Hellenic National Movement. Its first day marks the day that two young Nationalists murdered by the left side of the system (Its right side is on the goverment. But the face is ONE AND THE SAME). At the sunset of the 1st November of 2014, Golden Dawn organized a memorial gathering and a silent march with torches towards the gates of the cemetary that one of the comrades is buried.
Here is the second part of an older Oswald Spengler related post and also something like a continuation of the previous thread. This time its about a painting and the history behind it.
Faithful unto Death
Painting by Sir Edward John Poynter , 1865
This painting derives from the following passage in Edward Bulwer-Lytton's "The Last Days of Pompeii":
"The air was now still for a few minutes: the lamp from the gate streamed out far and clear: the fugitives hurried on—they gained the gate—they passed by the Roman sentry; the lightning flashed over his livid face and polished helmet, but his stern features were composed even in their awe! He remained erect and motionless at his post. That hour itself had not animated the machine of the ruthless majesty of Rome into the reasoning and self-acting man. There he stood, amidst the crashing elements: he had not received the permission to desert his station and escape."
Portrait of Sir Edward J. Poynter
"Poynter needed a success with a picture at the Academy, as this was the only way to bring his name before the public, and also the only way to smake enough money to support himself. In 1865 he achieved this with Faithful unto Death, still probably his best known work. The figure of the faithful soldier, remaining at his post during the destruction of Pompeii, made an immediate hit with the Victorian public. Not only was it based on an episode in Bulwer Lytton's The Last Days of Pompeii, an enormously popular and influential book, but the idea of stoic devotion to duty was one very dear to Victorian hearts. Poynter's approach to the subject was an original one, combining the antiquarian methods of Alma-Tadema and Gerome, with the more heroic and monumental style of Leighton. . . . This formula of combing historical acuracy with heroic action was Poynter's main contribution to the classical movement, and it was to be much copied by other artists"
Christopher Wood "Olympian Dreamers: Victorian Classical Painters"
Up to this day, the destruction of Pompeii is always a fascinated subject. In the history of the earth there were several natural destructions. By deluge , volcano explosions or earthquakes. Pompeii is one of the most known. Perhaps because its more recent compared to the others ones. The lesson is simple! The defiance of man against nature has a high price. The modern man have yet to learn this lesson. Thats why sooner or later the price will be bigger than ever before.
The video that follows contains an animation maded for Melbourne Museum, and it shows the last hours of Pompeii. Its one of the best and most realistic videos i have ever seen. It makes the viewer feel like an eye-witness.
Dominique Venner in one of the interviews that he gave in during his lifetime, express his admiration about the character of Charles Maurras. Here is a part of the interview that its really intresting and includes also the words of Maurras himself about christianity e.t.c.
Action Francaise: You speak, not without admiration, of the “intractable character” of Maurras. Did he influence you intellectually?
Dominique Venner: I have never concealed my admiration for Maurras’ bravery in the face of hardship. But I have also been a close reader of his early writings and an observer of his development. Just recently I read the correspondence between Charles Maurras and the Abbé Penon (1883-1928), published by Privat in 2008. It’s a primary source. As you know, Abbé Penon, who later became the bishop of Moulins, had been the private tutor and later the confessor of the young Maurras. He saw his task compromised by development of his pupil and the inflexible autonomy of his mind. The Abbé had introduced the boy to Greek and Roman literature, which little by little turned him away from Christianity. The young Maurras’ stay in Athens on the occasion of the first Olympic games in 1898, completed the transformation. It’s all summed up in a letter of June 28, 1896, which I can quote for you: “I return from Athens more remote, more hostile to Christianity than before. Believe me, it was there that the perfect men lived . . .” After having referred to Sophocles, Homer, and Plato, the young Maurras concludes: “I am returning from Athens as a pure polytheist. All that was still vague and confused in my thought has become sparklingly clear . . .” Right until his death in 1928, the Abbé Penon tried to make Maurras go back on this conversion. All he could get out of him were purely formal concessions, but also Maurras’ argument that in his eyes, the Catholic church had once corrected, through its principle of order, the pernicious nature of primitive Christianity.
"The inventive Israelite named this pleasant guy with an overdeveloped body and underdeveloped mind “Superman.” He advertised widely Superman’s sense of justice, well-suited for imitation by the American youth.
As you can see, there is nothing the Sadducees won’t do for money!"
Blog`s Comment: Not a hard task to track down the jewish roots of "superman" as well as other american comic characters. Apart from this, the jewboy clark kent carried another deadly negative. His occupation was a reporter! To me as well as anyone who have even the slightest idea of how that snakes work, this is almost as bad as being a jew. Perhaps sometimes even worser!
For the end, leave "superman" to the yids! We Europeans have our own Übermensch:
“A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies.”
A nice-looking and well-made site i discovered lately about one of the most important post-war disciples of Esoteric Hitlerism. Though the site is only in its begginings as at the moment it contains only fragments from his works. I suppose the creators of this site will add more stuff later. So we all have to keep checking back.
In the meantime...
"We are warriors from the most holy of wars, from a mythical, eternal, cosmic war. Because there is a myth to be defended, for which to fight and die, inside and out."
"Human life, like all other kinds of life, cannot be the sport of foolish ideals. However nice and pleasant it may sound to say that the brotherhood of mankind, in which every man has a voice in the direction of human affairs, is the state of bliss, we who support the aristocratic ideal know that that state is one of decay, of doubt, of muddle and of mistakes. Now man cannot doubt, cannot be muddled and cannot make mistakes with impunity. Sooner or later he has to pay for these luxurious fads, by losses in the physique and the term of life of his nation.
Look about you now! Observe the myriads of ugly, plain and asymmetrical faces in our streets; observe the illness and the botchedness about you! Note, too, the innumerable societies founded in all the corners of the British Empire, with the object of "reforming" some erroneous policy, or of redressing some grievance. Is it not clear to you, when you see all these things, that something is wrong, and that that something which is wrong cannot be made right by the same class of mind which has given rise to all the muddle and confusion? Is it not clear to you that the men who know, the men of taste and sound instinct, no longer have any say in human affairs?.
The principle of aristocracy is, that seeing that human life, like any other kind of life, produces some flourishing and some less flourishing, some fortunate and some less fortunate specimens; in order that flourishing, full and fortunate life may be prolonged, multiplied and, if possible, enhanced on earth, the wants of flourishing life, its optimum of conditions, must be made known and authoritatively imposed upon men by its representatives. Who are its representatives? The fanatics and followers of Science are not its representatives, for their taste is too indefinite; it is often pronounced too late to be of any good and it is not reached by an instinctive bodily impulse, but by long empirical research which often come to many wrong conclusions before attaining to the right one. It must be clear that the true representatives of flourishing and fortunate life are the artists, the men of taste. The artist, the man of taste — the successful number, so to speak, in the many blanks that human life produces in every generation — is in himself a chip of flourishing life. His own body is a small synopsis, a diminutive digest of full, flourishing and fortunate life. What he wants,. therefore, life wants; what he knows is good, the best kind of life knows is good. His voice is the very voice of full, flourishing and fortunate life. No number of committees or deliberative assemblies, consisting of men less fortunately constituted than he, can possibly form an adequate substitute for him in this. For the voice one has, and the desires and wants it expresses, are not a question of chance or of upbringing, they are a question of the body with which one's ancestors have endowed one. All science, all the known laws of heredity, prove this conclusively.
If one's choice of ways and means, if one's taste, if one's wants, therefore, are such that when they become general wants and general tastes they lead to an ascent in the line of human life, then unconsciously one's body, which is a specimen of flourishing and fortunate life, is uttering the credo of flourishing and fortunate life. If, on the other hand, one's choice of ways and means, if one's tastes and wants are such that when they become general tastes and general wants they lead to a descent in the line of human life, then unconsciously one's body, which is a specimen of mediocre or impoverished life, is pronouncing the doctrine of decline and of Nemesis."
Taken from "A Defence of Aristocracy A Text Book for Tories" (1915)
"In a bleak and cold winter night, the old Viking chieftain Snorri writes the Sagas of the Nordic Gods. It's 1241 in the young Commonwealth of Iceland, a time of much chaos and political turmoil. Snorri knows his days are numbered, and attempts to fight his mortality with his one timeless gift: words.
The film depicts the imagined final moments of a man that left an insurmountable literary legacy to his country, while struggling to come to terms with his own personal loss and position in life.
The End of Gods is marred with dark omens, mystery and death, but also hope and renewal through the love and devotion Snorri demonstrates for his work--that which continues to pass the test of time."
Democracy , was always a "constitution" , a form of governance expressing and encouraging the worst in man, which is: The "soul" of the herd , the "will" of masses and the proletarian
"spirit" against any Aristocratic (With the Platonic meaning of the word) and Noble leading of a Nation-Race. Wherever this vile abomination imposed , the plebeian (In spirit and way of life) rabble, guided by
a minority of sycophants, usually plutocratic, and their lapdogs stood against everything and anyone naturally selected to take a Nation-Race to the most highest points of its earthly (And even beyond) existence. Up untill our days these pigs, always outnumbered , prevail. But as we know, in nature nothing is forever...
House of Cards is a series that i have yet to check. The following scene sums up perfectly what democracy is. There is also another good video from this series HERE , but i choose this one as i think this is the most direct way to describe the modern politics that dominate our Europe today.
The world is sinking into a morass of human waste as millions of unnecassary lives come into being each year, adding to Mutter Erde's burden. It is ironic that in the 'west' governments dictate to the native populations that they should live within their means and only produce children which they can afford. This is sound advice, however it is hypocritical advice as these very same governments then squander billions of pounds on third world countries (many of which can afford both conventional and nuclear weaponry) to feed these useless eaters, thus encouraging further breeding.
This is a deliberate policy which is aimed at destabalising western countries. These very same useless eaters whose native countries cannot support them then flock to European countries with generous welfare systems to leech upon the largesse of tax payers and thus create a larger pool of cheap labour (both 'legal' and illegal) for employers, thus reducing even further the living standards of the indigenous populations. In the meantime western governments show themselves as either inept or unwilling to address this problem. The truth of the matter is that national governments along with the European Union are acting in collusion with big business and world government organisations to maintain this chaotic state of affairs. The result is an inceasingly impoverished native European population who are reduced to the status of serfs for the New World Order.
This state of affairs cannot continue and will result in dire calamity for either indigenous Europeans or violent revolution and overthrow of the New World Order. We have seen the growth of 'far right' movements, both political parties and street activism in recent years and the end result will be the overthrow of the decaying and rotten current world order. In the power vacuum that is left only the strong will survive. Natural eugenics and biological determinism will dominate the coming world as our sacred lands will flush out the alien invaders.
In the future the struggle will not be for just oil and gas reserves as it is at the moment but for the most basic necessity of life-WATER! The country that is entirely self-sufficient for water, oil, gas and food will be strong and the master of the others but must be aware that it must defend such resources from those who lack them. This is part of the geopolitical power struggle that we see today between the decaying and increasingly deracinated 'west' whose leader is himself a mulatto and the fairly traditional Eurasian east, led by Russia.
The homosexual and the mulatto are seen today in the 'west' as being the ideal human type. "One world", they cry, "one race" and "one sex". This is the vile and poisonous ideology which is masqueraded today as "British values" or "human ethical standards". Well, we reject them! Those countries who do not subscribe to these 'liberal' values find that their 'aid' is suddenly cut off, showing us in stark terms what the real motivation behind world figures such as Cameron and Obama truly is.
Ancient Aryan prophecies warn that racial miscegenation, homosexuality and gender confusion are signs of the current final age in this cycle, the Kali Yuga, the Wolf Age.
"Customs will no longer be enforced, but vice will be fashionable. Men will have sexual intercourse with boys and go unpunished; women will no longer want to be women, but will behave like men and go unpunished; people will mix themselves with animals and go unpunished and father bastards. And the bastards of bastards will be countless in the streets of the cities without anyone eradicating them."
(Prophecy of Sajaha, Wotan's Krieger's translation)
"Out of the corruption of women proceeds the confusion of castes; out of the confusion of castes proceeds the loss of memory, out of the loss of memory proceeds the loss of understanding, and out of this all evil."
(Bhagavad Gita 1:41)
Der Starke von Oben, the Third Sargon, the Kalki Avatar, Wid-ar the avenger will come and arrest and reverse this decay. Watch! Wait!
"When justice is crushed, when evil is triumphant, then I come back. For the protection of the good, for the destruction of evildoers, for the establishment of the Reign of Righteousness. I am born again and again, age after age."
This machine-technics will end with the Faustian civilization and one day will lie in fragments, forgotten our railways and steamships as dead as the Roman roads and the Chinese wall, our giant cities and skyscrapers in ruins like old Memphis and Babylon. The history of this technics is fast drawing to its inevitable close. It will be eaten up from within, like the grand forms of any and every Culture. When, and in what fashion, we know not.
Faced as we are with this destiny, there is only one world outlook that is worthy of us, that which has already been mentioned as the Choice of Achilles: better a short life, full of deeds and glory, than a long life without content. Already the danger is so great, for every individual, every class, every people, that to cherish any illusion whatever is deplorable. Time does not suffer itself to be halted; there is no question of prudent retreat or wise renunciation. Only dreamers believe that there is a way out. Optimism is cowardice.
We are born into this time and must bravely follow the path to the destined end. There is no other way. Our duty is to hold on to the lost position, without hope, without rescue, like that Roman soldier whose bones were found in front of a door in Pompeii, who, during the eruption of Vesuvius, died at his post because they forgot to relieve him. That is greatness. That is what it means to be a thoroughbred. The honourable end is the one thing that can not be taken from a man.
Recently, i had to refresh my memory on some historical things. So i gave a look to some books from one of the most known and reliable historians of Classical antiquity, Diodorus Sicelus. The whole series of his books are very intresting, but the chapter about Hyperboreans have some less known info to many people. Judging from what i read to this chapter, i came to the conclusion that its almost certain (His description leaves no room for doubts) that the famous English site Stonehenge used to be a Temple of the God Apollo. For a reason , two famous sites that someone will search if he wants some info on Stonehedge, Wikipedia & English Heritage, mention absolute nothing about the clear reference to a famous historian such as Diodorus Sicelus is. Strange that with such bibliography available and so many sources they dont know about or someone else had not informed them about it.
Thats the main reason that i decided to make this article in this blog.
Here is the original description:
"Now for our part, since we have seen fit to make mention of the regions of Asia which lie to the north, we feel that it will not be foreign to our purpose to discuss the legendary accounts of the Hyperboreans. Of those who have written about the ancient myths, Hecataeus and certain others say that in the regions beyond the land of the Celts there lies in the ocean an island no smaller than Sicily. This island, the account continues, is situated in the north and is inhabited by the Hyperboreans, who are called by that name because their home is beyond the point whence the north wind (Boreas) blows; and the island is both fertile and productive of every crop, and since it has an unusually temperate climate it produces two harvests each year. Moreover, the following legend is told concerning it: was born on this island, and for that reason Apollo is honoured among them above all other gods; and the inhabitants are looked upon as priests of Apollo, after a manner, since daily they praise this god continuously in song and honour him exceedingly. And there is also on the island both a magnificent sacred precinct of Apollo and a notable temple which is adorned with many votive offerings and is spherical in shape. Furthermore, a city is there which is sacred to this god, and the majority of its inhabitants are players on the cithara; and these continually play on this instrument in the temple and sing hymns of praise to the god, glorifying his deeds.
The Hyperboreans also have a language, we informed, which is peculiar to them, and are most friendly disposed towards the Greeks, and especially towards the Athenians and the Delians, who have inherited this good-will from most ancient times. The myth also relates that certain Greeks visited the Hyperboreans and left behind them there costly votive offerings bearing inscriptions in Greek letters. And in the same way Abaris, a Hyperborean, came to Greece in ancient times and renewed the good-will and kinship of his people to the Delians."
The mass-man would never have accepted authority external to himself had not his surroundings violently forced him to do so. As to-day, his surroundings do not so force him, the everlasting mass-man, true to his character, ceases to appeal to other authority and feels himself lord of his own existence.
On the contrary the select man, the excellent man is urged, by interior necessity, to appeal from himself to some standard beyond himself, superior to himself, whose service he freely accepts.... Contrary to what is usually thought, it is the man of excellence, and not the common man who lives in essential servitude. Life has no savour for him unless he makes it consist in service to something transcendental. Hence he does not look upon the necessity of serving as an oppression. When, by chance, such necessity is lacking, he grows restless and invents some new standard, more difficult, more exigent, with which to coerce himself. This is life lived as a discipline — the noble life.
For me, then, nobility is synonymous with a life of effort, ever set
on excelling oneself, in passing beyond what one is to what one
sets up as a duty and an obligation. In this way the noble life
stands opposed to the common or inert life, which reclines
statically upon itself, condemned to perpetual immobility, unless
an external force compels it to come out of itself. Hence we apply
the term mass to this kind of man- not so much because of his
multitude as because of his inertia.
As one advances in life, one realises more and more that the
majority of men are incapable of any other effort
than that strictly imposed on them as a reaction to external
compulsion. And for that reason, the few individuals we have
come across who are capable of a spontaneous and joyous effort
stand out isolated, monumentalised, so to speak, in our experience.
These are the select men, the nobles, the only ones who are active
and not merely reactive, for whom life is a perpetual striving, an
"Ewiger Wald" aka "Enchanted Forest" aka "Eternal Forest" (1936) is a National Socialist film celebrating nature and its meaning in forging the ideology of the Third Reich. A true work of "BLOOD and SOIL."
The Romantic movement was one of the best periods in the course of modern European history (Modern, as Julius Evola rightfully placed it, is the period that followed the so-called "french" revolution and the since then domination of Europe by the free-mason agenta of "ideals" such as anti-racism, equality , universal brotherhood e.t.c.). Except the basics , the admirers (Dont really like the word "followers") of this period, oftenly found quite complicated to explain in-depth the ideals of Romanticism. But i think this description following below is one of the best i ever seen. In few words says almost everything.
Characteristics often attributed to Romanticism:
***a new preoccupation with and surrender to Nature
***a fascination with the past, particularly the Middle Ages and legends of medieval chivalry
***a turn towards the mystic and supernatural, both religious and merely spooky
***a longing for the infinite
mysterious connotations of remoteness, the unusual and fabulous, the strange and surprising
***a focus on the nocturnal, the ghostly, the frightful, and terrifying
***fantastic seeing and spiritual experiences
***a new attention given to national identity
***emphasis on extreme subjectivism
***interest in the autobiographical
***discontent with musical formulas and conventions
the 19th of June 2014 marks 63 years since the death of a great Poet and Mystic. Angelos Sikelianos. One of the last of a generation of the most important scholars of Hellas since the indepedence of 1821. Amongst many things and works in his life time, one of them was "The Revival of The Delphic Idea". The Delphic fests that took place in Delphi in the end of the 1920/Early 1930. Including lectures, reenactments , theatre performances e.t.c. in their original Ancient place.
Some photos from the Delphic Festivals are following below.