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Heinrich Himmler Kali Yuga Racial right

Noonday demons

On this second day of the year, I would like to elaborate a little on what I have been saying recently about depression.

If Kali Yuga is pure poison for the priest of the sacred words, how can one find some encouragement?

Encouragement comes naturally through dedication, but only when that work is aimed at preserving and advancing the 14 and 4 words, which define the purpose behind my struggle. What happens when virtually all Aryans have degenerated, and no one is properly fighting for those words?

I can entertain myself for a few minutes a day on X, as there are several neo-Nazis who speak as I usually speak. But all of them lack a plan for how we are going to take power. For such a plan, we would need to live very close together, always eat together as in the Spartan syssitia, and conspire on how we could wake other whites from their catalepsy.

That alone would lift the spirits.

But I have no one in this third-world metropolis with twenty million non-whites to talk to. And the saddest thing is that Western racialists living in predominantly Aryan towns also have no one to talk to in their cities or villages.

A normie works for more comfort: his deity is the god of riches, Mammon. For us, if there is such a thing as following the decrees of providence, these are the sacred words.

But what can a priest do in the darkest hour?

Basically, get depressed because white nationalists are, as we have seen, de facto conservatives and have no plan to take power in their nations.

If Russia’s entry into Kiev fatally disrupted the traitorous European governments, my spirits would rise because that could mark the beginning of the end of Kali Yuga.

But that’s not happening yet…

The horrible dilemma that a priest on the other side of the Atlantic and I suffer from is that it is impossible for us to wait passively for that collapse because that wait leads to exasperating depression.

What to do then?

If there were already several priests, even if we didn’t live together, we could try to do something on Rumble. The West’s Darkest Hour has already been exhausted in the written word, but audio-visual communication, if it were every day, would reinvigorate this blog.

But even that is not possible due to the language barrier (I write in Spanish and then convert the text into English with a free online translator; then I correct the software’s syntax).

That condemns me to a purely textual blog, although if I already had young pupils aspiring to the priesthood, they would be using A.I. to translate my audio-visual monologues into English. But I have realised that I don’t work well when I’m just talking solo to the camera. I need at least one other person to interact with verbally.

It seems incredible, but for a Kalki apprentice like me, what would lift my spirits the most would be a nuclear exchange between Europe and Russia so that the System would be destroyed in a single day, even though in the coming months I could die from nuclear winter if the US committed the stupidity of intervening.

Nuclear fantasy aside, what would lift my spirits stratospherically would be to live with people who think like me. I couldn’t live with the Groypers, for example, because they have no plans for ethnic cleansing in the US. It has to be someone who religiously believes in the 14 words. And if another man also believes in the 4, he would be a brother, a soul mate.

What to do in a city where one is a sort of Diogenes going out with a lamp in broad daylight to find a single man and never seeing him? How can one not get depressed if we add to that the fact that white nationalism is phoney (unless someone vehemently believes and speculates in scenarios like The Turner Diaries)?

Every single day becomes a struggle against the noonday demons, for which I am not in the least bit to blame. The culprits are the millions of Aryan males who are doing nothing: lambs to the slaughter of the anti-white System that covers the West.

Would a way to entertain myself in the coming days be to offer constructive criticism of the Third Reich pamphlets I own? Years ago, I realised that the exoteric part of National Socialism lacked the depth of the esoteric part.

Himmler in letter to Bormann on how Christian education has poisoned our youth:

“We already have the best contact with the Reich Youth Leadership. But I think the report is so important that I didn’t want to withhold it from you. For me, the overall result is the visible and systematic poisoning of the youth of our people through Christian education, which we obviously do not provide enough positive ideological education for in our youth, especially now in wars.” [1]

Part of my depression stems from the despair that more than eighty years ago the Germans had hit the nail on the head. In contrast, today’s American racialists (Europeans are punished if they dare to speak out, as happened to Brigitte Bardot) cling to Judeo-Christianity: the primary cause of white decline.
 
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[1] Source: NARA, RG 242, T-175, Roll 131 p.640, National Archives.

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Kali Yuga Psychology Real men

Depression

Many years ago, I think it was 2007, before I discovered the white nationalist forums that split my intellectual life in twain, I used to interact with Alice Miller fans (before 2010, I dedicated myself body and soul to writing about the devastating effects of parental abuse on children). A Dutchman told me that my depression stemmed from unprocessed pain from my past and quoted Miller.

His explanation seemed misguided and simplistic, since it was obvious that the lack of a degree, and consequently a job (in the Third World it’s very difficult to prosper without a university degree, unless you inherit a family business), was what was bothering me.

Now I’m still unemployed, but at least I’ve finally understood not only what happened in my family, which took me decades to write about. (Unlike a novel, I had to wait until both my parents died, and my only non-traitorous sister also died, to finish writing the last page.) At the same time, I understood another depressing factor: the reason for the darkest hour in the West, thanks to the authors who enlightened me, whose texts can be read on this site.

Enlightenment on matters of family tragedy, or on the situation of white man’s ethno-suicide, represents only a couple of steps toward recovering one’s spirits. This morning I was answering an email from a visitor to this blog, in which I said that what we need is a kind of Spartan syssitia in which, through daily podcasts, we communicate with young Aryans in a way that is infinitely better than what Nick Fuentes does, because we are the National Socialists of the 21st century.

It seems absurd to me that those of us who want to do something effective in the world aren’t at least living on the same block to eat the three meals together, as the Spartan soldiers did. It’s impossible to recover our spirits if we don’t get together!

It’s true that a syssitia like the one I’m proposing is missing something fundamental. In Sparta, every man was expected to marry and procreate (incidentally, even after marriage the soldier ate with other soldiers to solidify the Männerbund). But given that the laws and culture of recent decades have completely corrupted women, for the moment what I propose is simply to meet like those Parisian salons before the Revolution. And although we couldn’t say anything illegal on the podcast, we would prepare young people to think in a revolutionary way. Women would come later: when, thanks to the Revolution and the laws of the Aryan state, we have already transvalued values.

Lately, I’ve been reposting images like this on X:

What’s hard for young people is waking up to the fact that this prize, marriage to a real woman—unlike the Gomorrahite freaks of today—could only be accomplished after the Revolution. Before then, it is impossible given the fiercely ethno-suicidal nature of Western culture and its laws against us. But the first step, I insist, is for this vanguard of priests of the sacred words to live under the same roof, or on the same block, to share meals and transmit our radical message to the dispossessed youth.

It will be impossible to get depressed under those conditions…

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Emigration / immigration Kali Yuga

Manifesto

“The worst form of inequality
is to try to make unequal things equal.”

—Aristotle

 

“Equality is a slogan based on envy.”

—Alexis de Tocqueville

 

First article.— Western civilisation is under the grip of an anti-white ideology that has been imposed in every white country after the Second World War.

 

Second article.—The fair race is being exterminated by genocidal levels of immigration: a wholesale European, North American and Australian population replacement for non-whites.

 

Third article.—Ergo, the twenty-first century will be the darkest hour for the fair race.

 

Fourth article.—Whites either gain a sense of themselves or they are going extinct.

 

Fifth article.—Only an ethnostate will save them from extinction.

 

Sixth article.—If the ethnostate is formed, a constitution may start with the words: We hold these truths to be self-evident: Men are created unequal. All men are unequal—nowhere in the natural world, and Man is part of Nature, is anything equal. Equality does not exist in Nature; only in the abstract world of mathematics and in the minds of delusional humans.

 

Seventh article.—The rest follows from this…

 

Daybreak is a painting that Maxfield Parrish made a hundred years ago. He referred to it as his “great painting” and has been regarded by some as the most popular art print of the 20th century. It reflects the numinous spirit of this site: May the beauty of the White Aryan Woman not disappear from the Earth!

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Kali Yuga

Dark Age

The Kali-Yuga is called “The Dark Age” because of the proliferation of the cursed dark-skinned people. Satya Yuga is called “The Golden Age” because in that time majority on Earth are golden-haired and fair-skinned.

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Kali Yuga Racial right

Honour

As I have said many times, when it comes to Americans, I feel much more comfortable with the racists of the 20th century (Rockwell, Oliver, Pierce) than with the racialists of the 21st century, whom I call neonormies. In the last century, American racists didn’t yet make ubiquitous use of the internet because it only began to be used by the end of the century, and even before the internet they were men of honour. With the miracle of the internet, one might expect racism to improve in the present century. But it is much worse, as I have been saying recently in my comments on quotes from online articles I read sixteen years ago, when I discovered white nationalism.

How is that possible?

In these times, and thanks to the internet, the most relevant piece of information for transvaluing values is that the Allies committed a Holocaust against Germans even after 1945: the greatest secret in recent history because the victors write history—and lie by omission by not talking about it. That’s why in my featured article the first thing I recommend is Goodrich’s Hellstorm.

The greatest pathology of white nationalism in our century is that this true Holocaust of defenceless Germans is not constantly mentioned. We can expect normies like Judge Napolitano and Col. Douglas Macgregor to be able to concede that if Hitler had won the war, the Allies would have been put in the dock for war crimes at Nuremberg (as they said today). But they cite the American bombing of Japan as an example of an holocaust, not Germany!

They are normies but what about racialists? Since Counter-Currents published a review of Goodrich’s book in 2010, there is no excuse for white nationalists, as after that year the subject is no longer mentioned in their forums. That is a sin, a voluntary surrender to evil (the anti-Christian that I am sometimes likes to use Christian vocabulary!). It is neither more nor less than the greatest of sins, pride in the form of patriotardism as Canadian Sebastian Ronin pointed out years ago when talking about them.

Few racialists comment constantly here because the Holocaust perpetrated by Americans of the best Europeans that the West has ever produced is hard to swallow. Better to repress it all! In other words, they induce a neurosis, or rather a psychosis, similar to the liberal folie en masse of the normies throughout the entire West.

All this has to do with honour, as I say in “All is about valour and honesty” (pages 46-51 of Daybreak). Honour is a word that today seems like a swear word because there are no longer any honourable Aryan men, only lobotomized eunuchs with zero Lebenskraft. In Kali Yuga, as the Indo-Aryans would call it, this word, honour, is no longer heard because all white people have degenerated. Otherwise, thousands of websites would mention the Hellstorm Holocaust, where the victims were not Jews, but Germans.

Le Serment des Horaces depicts the honour of the hard Roman ethos.

The 21st century will be a century of iron and storms. It will not resemble those harmonious futures predicted up to the 1970s. It will not be the global village prophesied by Marshall McLuhan in 1966, or Bill Gates’ planetary network, or Francis Fukuyama’s end of history: a liberal global civilisation directed by a universal state.

The third age of European civilisation commences, in a tragic acceleration of the historical process, with the Treaty of Versailles and the end of the civil war of 1914-18: the catastrophic 20th century. Four generations were enough to undo the labour of more than forty.

Europe fell victim to its own tragic prometheanism, its own opening to the world and universalism, oblivious of all ethnic solidarity. 

The fourth age of European civilisation begins today. It will be the age of rebirth or perdition. The 21st century will be for this civilisation, the fateful century, the century of Life or Death.



Let us cultivate the pessimistic optimism of Nietzsche. “There is no more order to conserve; it is necessary to create a new one.” Will the beginning of the 21st century be difficult? Are all the indicators in the red? So much the better. They predicted the end of history after the collapse of the USSR? We wish to speed its return: thunderous, bellicose, and archaic. Islam resumes its wars of conquest. China and India wish to become superpowers. And so forth.

The 21st century will be placed under the double sign of Mars, the God of war, and of Hephaestus, the God who forges swords, the master of technology and the chthonic fires. This century will be that of the metamorphic rebirth of Europe, like the phoenix, or of its disappearance as a historical civilisation and its transformation into a cosmopolitan and sterile Luna Park.



The beginning of the 21st century will be the despairing midnight of the world of which Hölderlin spoke. But it is always darkest before the dawn. Let us prepare our children for war. Let us educate our youth, be it only a minority, as a new aristocracy

 [emphasis added by Ed!]. Today we need more than morality. We need hypermorality, the Nietzschean ethics of difficult times.

When one defends one’s people, i.e., one’s own children, one defends the essential. Then one follows the rule of Agamemnon and Leonidas but also of Charles Martel: what prevails is the law of the sword, whose bronze or steel reflects the glare of the sun.

—Guillaume Faye

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Kali Yuga

After

July 4th

by Sebastian E. Ronin

Murka is done, it is finished. It is a thermodynamic, spiritual, and cultural wasteland. Except for its obedient pooch, Israel, it does not have a friend in the world. It spirals towards its Puritanical, Evangelical-New Zionist, preordained destiny. It has been hot-wired for ontological decadence since 1776. No amount of too-little-too-late, feel-good leg humping, pretending to be European, can alter this trajectory. Murka has pursued its loud, obnoxious, boisterous, murderous, ugly, and imperialistic exceptionalism without regard for any nation or culture except its own. And now ‘The House on the Hill’ gets to eat the bitter consequences of its chosen Manifest Destiny; it gets to sleep in the poisonous bed that it has made.

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Empty of spirit and culture, undergone a lobotomy of racial memory by the scalpel of popular culture, the Jewnited States of Murka is a done deal. ‘Amerika’ has not been a ‘nation’ since at least 1865. There is no ‘America’. There is only the ethno-racial Melting Pot of its chosen destiny. Puritanical Anti-Europe/New Zion has become exactly what it set out to become: New Zion.

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A lie can also be represented by omission. A prime example is the murder by starvation of 750,000 German POWs by the victorious Allied general, Dwight D. Eisenhower. Nowhere is it evident that ‘da Jooz’ held his toes to the fire. Always remember: the vanquished do not write history.

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Kali Yuga Mexico City

Uncle

Beto’s house

I recently complained that in Europe I saw a huge number of non-white people in a West whose new faith seems to be the extinction of the white man. These days I left the town where I live, where the only white person is my dentist, to look for a room in the big capital, where there are still some white people. The hotel where I was staying is near Magdalena Street in Mexico City, where my loved ones used to live. Now that area is a disaster due to the uncontrolled reproduction of Neanderthals.

The greatest outrage to the beautiful street of my memories is that where Magdalena #115, my Uncle Beto’s house, once stood, there is now a car park guarded by nacos.[1] The house was demolished long ago. I mention Uncle Beto in my trilogy, sharing several anecdotes that portray him as the only relative who, as a young man, was a fan of National Socialist Germany. His house was beautiful: the only one where, decades ago, I saw a copy of Mein Kampf in his library. Seeing a hole in place of such a lovely house now ruled by nacos in a hideous, enormous car park that even extends to the other street on the same block, kills a part of my soul in the sense that my past with my loved ones (now almost all deceased or moved away) is part of my soul.

The Mexican capital has deteriorated far more than the European cities I recently visited, as the population growth of the nacos has been exponential. My once beloved Magdalena Street is just one example of what is gradually happening throughout the West.

I suffered greatly trying to find a mini-flat in a privileged area. What a difference with a movie I saw a long time ago, The Day the Earth Stood Still! If instead of nacos, blacks and gooks there were only whites, as in that 1951 film, it would be possible to find room and board in a house as decent as the one that the alien Mr Carpenter, whose image appears at the beginning of this post, saw when he was looking for shelter:

But in the same film, which I recently rewatched on YouTube, we see the cause of that demographic catastrophe that has already destroyed the best neighbourhoods of the Mexican capital, and is destroying Europe. In one scene, looking at the great statue of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C., Mr Carpenter tells the boy that Lincoln ‘must have been a great man’.

Therein lie the Christian roots, as talking about Lincoln Dr Robert Morgan has so often pointed out in the comments section of The Unz Review, of the current replacement of whites by coloureds. If Christian ethics hadn’t taken hold of the soul of the white man, or if Hitler had won the war as my uncle Beto wanted, perhaps his decent house would still exist instead of the Dantesque hell I encountered yesterday while walking through Magdalena Street.

By the way, I will be absent from blogging again during the days when I move, once more, to the capital.
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[1] In Mexico a naco is a person vulgar or uneducated, regardless of economic status, although it is often used as a racial slur.

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Kali Yuga Videos

Chasm!

What a chasm between the Munich of 1939 and the absolute horror of Munich that I saw twelve days ago, in this year of 2025!

The PDF version of my recent trip to Europe is now available. Naturally, I edited it and reduced the number of pictures considerably because the PDF text is intended to be printed at home.

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Kali Yuga Welfare of animals

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Lebenskraft ! (9)

Munich

2nd May

What I said about Salzburg can also be applied to Munich. This city grew up around a Benedictine monastery. Even the very young Hitler entertained the idea of joining the Benedictines! In fact, Munich means the house or home of the monks.

What I said about nuking the cathedrals and every monument of the Abrahamic religions is no joke. Since what is causing the darkest hour of the West is that the Semitic collective unconscious, and not the Aryan collective unconscious, has taken over our souls, to save us it will be necessary to implement something similar to what Nietzsche called ‘law against Christianity’.

Nietzsche wrote in the 19th century. In our century this law would have to be expanded to consider the whole liberal range, even Wokism, as atheistic hyper-Christianity. And atheists who preach equality will deserve the same treatment as the new Catholic pontiff deserves: to throw them in ropes into the Danube. But back to Munich.

The capital of Bavaria became a kingdom whose monarchy ended in the First World War. Although Hitler loved Munich, there is no monument here honouring the memory of the Man who tried to transvalue Christian values to pre-Christian values.

By bus I passed a canal where they hired a Venetian gondolier for tourists to cross. It is an expensive area much desired by those who can afford it. Munich is the most expensive city in Germany, and it is a university city. A small flat costs €1900 plus expenses such as heating. Although the salary in Germany is €4,000, the government takes a lot from its citizens for social security.

The 1972 Olympics were designed to contrast with the 1936 Olympics: with pastel colours and undulating shapes that contrasted sharply with the red-black-white and geometric shapes of the Third Reich. It was cool that Arab ‘terrorists’ spoiled the party! The police uniforms themselves changed to show the world a feminised face, like a new anti-militarist Germany.

All the Germans I saw looked like cattle of the elites. Their birth rate is very low because their new religion, in the ‘Empire of yin’ imposed on them, is ethnosuicide. The Munich people, unlike Himmler, drink a lot of beer. This is a point I would like to go into a little more in-depth so that the visitor can understand the POV of this site.

You cannot ask people to suddenly abandon their beliefs. That’s why Hitler opted for a gradual erosion of Christianity by educating the youth in the new National Socialist religion. Nor could the masses of Germans be asked to give up their alcoholic habits. But in the upper echelons of power things had to be different: a priesthood of holy words. On a popular level, I am reminded of a scene in Game of Thrones in which the High Sparrow tells Cersei that if he didn’t accept the cup of wine the queen offered him, it wasn’t because he was puritanical, but simply because he didn’t like the taste of wine. Something similar could be said of Himmler, unlike the mass of Germans who lived under the Reich (I too cannot tolerate the taste of beer).

And something similar can be said of Hitler. White nationalists don’t understand NS because it is something that comes straight from what Jung called the Self. If Hitler became a vegetarian it was for the same reasons that Himmler didn’t drink beer: the call of the core of our Being leads psychogenically emergent men not to be involved in the torment of animals. That will never be understood by the American racial right since its members haven’t been ‘touched by the Self’ so to speak.

Unlike Hitler, a true priest of holy words, contemporary Münchner love ham hock with potatoes, ribs and sausages, including white sausage at what they call second breakfast. And unlike Himmler, as I said, they drink a lot of beer. Martin Kerr saw this very clearly when he included this cartoon in his article ‘The National Socialist Lifestyle’:

Here is a picture I took of the Münchner:

In that market there are stalls with sausages, including horse meat. Compare all this Neanderthalism with Hitler’s plan as recorded by Goebbels: if he won the war, the Führer would close down the slaughterhouses. On this point only Savitri Devi understood National Socialism!

Almost every building in Munich was destroyed by bombing. On Maximilian Street, where people like the pot-bellied man in the cartoon above have luxury boutiques, I saw this aberration:

Nearby is the church most beloved by the Münchner. Instead of sacrificing themselves for National Socialism like the soldier in the cartoon above, the lifestyle of these degenerates is abject consumerism. No wonder that in such a city the sin against the Holy Ghost is tolerated, like this thing I saw:

It hurts that, not far from this place, Richard Wagner used to be played.

It is worth saying that, sometime later, I crossed the street of Hitler’s failed putsch who, when he finally took power, didn’t move the NS offices from Munich to Berlin because the Führer loved this city so much. Indeed, Munich had been the birthplace of National Socialism…

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Hate Kali Yuga

Zero

Lebenskraft ! (8)

Salzburg

 

On March 20th I posted the entry ‘Salzburg’ where I said that, due to the town without a white man where I temporarily live, The Sound of Music was a very therapeutic experience. My recent visit to the real Salzburg reversed my feelings in an unusual way. But let’s take it one step at a time…

When I got off the bus, the first thing I did was to photograph some of the buildings I had seen in the film, like the ones you can see in the opening title credits. It didn’t take me long to find out things about the city considered the most beautiful in Austria that I didn’t like.

Deo optimo maximo, abbreviated as DOM, is a Latin phrase that in the ancient world meant ‘for the greatest and best God’ in reference to Jupiter. When Constantine imposed Christianity as the official religion, the phrase took on the same meaning but to refer to the god of the Jews.

In this Salzburg building we can see, if we enlarge the photo, the DOM above the door but it no longer refers to the God of the Aryans, but to the god of the Jews that even many white nationalists still worship. That is the real Salzburg! In fact, there are still monasteries inhabited by monks, theological schools and churches, mostly Catholic in the city.

Mozart is celebrated everywhere here because he was born in Salzburg, but when I had a delicious Fruling Salad (it was asparagus season) at Koller & Koller on Waagplatz, degenerate music was playing inside the restaurant. In that square I photographed a fountain that appeared in a scene I love from The Sound of Music: when Maria, starring Julie Andrews, throws water on the horse after she is thrown out of the convent in song and with great spirit heads for her new home. I took a pic:

There are a couple of confessions in this entry that will surprise the reader. If we set aside the anti-Nazi propaganda of The Sound of Music, that film—which I saw on the big screen sixty years ago!—so beloved by Aryans after so many, many years, is worth more than Mozart’s legacy. Why?

Because, even if Hollywood’s intention was malicious (the anti-Nazi message), The Sound of Music represents, on film, what Maxfield Parrish’s images represent: an ode to the most beautiful specimens of the Aryan race, including children and other characters.

If what moves me to blog is precisely the most beautiful specimens of the race, it is not enough to see them in paintings: the seventh art is capable of portraying them live and in full colour. No wonder that, despite the West’s darkest hour, after six decades this film hasn’t died in the hearts of millions of whites who saw it as children. And it will not die as long as there are whites.

In a previous post I said that the beauty of the artistic buildings of a European city was only the frame, and that the frame is only worthwhile if it contains a good canvas. Well, if we watch this modern video about the locations of The Sound of Music we will discover that, without the beautiful actors, those places have lost their magic.

That is why I am obsessed with preserving the genotype / phenotype of the most beautiful Aryans, like the ones of Parrish or the film: something that is worth more than the music of Mozart or any other classical composer that can be sung by coloureds, as we saw with my bitter experience in Vienna.

The other confession I wanted to make is that this trip reconciled me with my native country and even with the indigenous people where, temporarily, I live. While it is true what Hitler said, that people like me are at a greater psychogenic distance from these Indians than they are from the animal, their presence doesn’t cause me the hatred that the sight of traitorous whites causes me. So if, less than two months ago, in my entry ‘Salzburg’ I tried to visually flee from the town where I write by watching The Sound of Music on my computer, now that I have actually visited the city things are reversed.

In my entry on Hallstatt I said that the world today is, for me, a nightmare. That nightmare means not only being in 21st century Salzburg, where I saw a black man with his baby’s pram, but in the other cities I visited: where it is obvious that the Aryan is committing suicide everywhere.

The Mexican Indians I see as I leave the gated community where I live may be primitive. They may be psychogenically closer to the animal than I am to them. But they aren’t evil people like the Aryans, who after the Second World War have allowed the archetype of the Jewish collective unconscious to take over their souls.

And it all ultimately has to do with the fact that the DOM no longer refers to Zeus / Jupiter, but to the god of the Jews. Is it finally clear why Kalki wants to nuke the cathedrals?