Cathedral of Light

 

The Cathedral of Light was a striking visual spectacle created during

the 1937 Nuremberg rally, drawing over one million guests who filled the

grounds with an overwhelming sense of scale and energy. The attendees,

made up of party members and general visitors, were greeted by a display

designed by Albert Speer, Hitler’s chief architect, which used hundreds

of searchlights placed vertically along the perimeter, projecting beams

straight into the night sky. The columns of light created the impression

of a massive glowing cathedral, transforming the open rally grounds into

a space of awe and grandeur.

The rally itself was a meticulously orchestrated event, combining

parades, speeches, and ceremonies with the dramatic backdrop of the

Cathedral of Light. Observers frequently noted the breathtaking scale of

the display, which seemed to reach endlessly into the sky, and the way

the lights framed the massive crowd below. The sheer number of

participants, coupled with the striking visual design, gave the rally an

almost mystical atmosphere, making the gathering an unforgettable

experience for those in attendance.

The combination of architecture, lighting, and the immense human

presence made the 1937 rally and its Cathedral of Light a singular event

in visual spectacle. The towering beams, stretching into the night,

created a sense of unity and magnitude, leaving a lasting impression on

all who witnessed it. Even today, it is remembered as an extraordinary

example of theatrical design applied on a monumental scale, showing how

light, space, and mass attendance can combine to create a profound

sensory impact.

SOURCE: Question Antiquity

The Spartan Creed

THE SPARTAN CREED 

By 

Tyrtaeus

I would not say anything for a man nor take account of him 

for any speed of his feet or wrestling skill he might have, 

not if he had the size of a Cyclops and strength to go with it, 

not if he could outrun Bóreas, the North Wind of Thrace, 

not if he were more handsome and gracefully formed than Tithónos, 

or had more riches than Midas had, or Kínyras too, 

not if he were more of a king than Tantalid Pelops, 

or had the power of speech and persuasion Adrastos had, 

not if he had all splendors except for a fighting spirit. 

 For no man ever proves himself a good man in war 

unless he can endure to face the blood and the slaughter, 

go close against the enemy and fight with his hands.

Here is courage, mankind’s finest possession, here is

the noblest prize that a young man can endeavor to win,

and it is a good thing his city and all the people share with him

when a man plants his feet and stands in the foremost spears

relentlessly, all thought of foul flight completely forgotten,

and has well trained his heart to be steadfast and to endure,

and with words encourages the man who is stationed beside him.

Here is a man who proves himself to be valiant in war.

With a sudden rush he turns to flight the rugged battalions

of the enemy, and sustains the beating waves of assault.

And he who so falls among the champions and loses his sweet life,

so blessing with honor his city, his father, and all his people,

with wounds in his chest, where the spear that he was facing has

 transfixed

that massive guard of his shield, and gone through his breastplate as

 well,

why, such a man is lamented alike by the young and the elders,

and all his city goes into mourning and grieves for his loss.

His tomb is pointed to with pride, and so are his children,

and his children’s children, and afterward all the race that is his.

His shining glory is never forgotten, his name is remembered,

and he becomes an immortal, though he lies under the ground,

when one who was a brave man has been killed by the furious War

 God

standing his ground and fighting hard for his children and land.

But if he escapes the doom of death, the destroyer of bodies,

and wins his battle, and bright renown for the work of his spear,

 all men give place to him alike, the youth and the elders,

and much joy comes his way before he goes down to the dead.

Aging, he has reputation among his citizens. No one

tries to interfere with his honors or all he deserves;

all men withdraw before his presence, and yield their seats to him,

the youth, and the men his age, and even those older than he.

Thus a man should endeavor to reach this high place of courage

with all his heart, and, so trying, never be backward in war.

Translated by Richmond Lattimore

Messenger of the Gods

 “He is a medium, German policy is not made; it is revealed through Hitler. He is the mouthpiece of the Gods of old… He is the Sybil, the Delphic oracle... So you see, Hitler is a medicine man, a spiritual vessel, a demi-deity or, even better, a myth.” 

 Dr. Carl Gustav Jung - interview with H.R. Knickerbocker, 1939

Talking Frankly

 

A video-biography with David Irving talking about his life, family, writting career and persecutions as an advocator of true history.

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Thought-Provoking Perspectives on 20th Century History

Goering, a Biography

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