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Ancient Rome Architecture

Temples!

Reconstructed Temple of the Nymphs at Vindolanda. Just south of Hadrian’s Wall.

Editor’s Note: Below is an excerpt from The Fair Race’s Darkest Hour. Even in a world as extremely anti-Aryan as the present one, attempting this sort of thing probably wouldn’t land us in jail, even in Europe. But what wealthy sponsor could finance such a project with a temple like the one seen above?
 

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But we do not need a new religion, only to be aware of our pre-Christian cultures. We must recover such cultures to educate our children according to the varied heritage that these cultures represent. I think of the Edda, of the Mabinogion; of Homer and Virgil—not to mention our tragedians, our poets, our philosophers… We must extract that immensely rich heritage and moral maxims.

We also need temples, enclosures for re-connection as I call them. An ever-living fire in these areas will suffice. We need places where we can gather and remember our stories: the readings of texts, commentaries, discussion panels and more. Something collective and social—religious and cultural centers where our people may have psychological or spiritual support, or get truthful information about our ancestors, or the incidents of our history.

We need dividing the year with special celebrations related to happy or tragic milestones of our past: the Christianization and the Islamization of our peoples, for example; with our own calendars of saints’ days (our heroes and those most representative). We need to retrieve the Greek, Roman, Celt, German and other first names… That is, to do what we could not do: having our own history because our history was usurped by the Christian clergy.

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Daybreak Publishing Exterminationism

Foreword

Hatnote. Below I reproduce the foreword to my new anthology which, although ideally I would have the funds to publish it as a printed book, will only be available as a PDF for the time being.

The foreword includes some passages I quoted on Saturday about a case Jung studied, but what the foreword omits is that most of the new PDF consists of edited content from another PDF, On Exterminationism, which I will delete when the new one is finished and published under another title, Neanderthal Extermination.

As I confessed recently, Vendramini’s book has changed my worldview so much that after finishing reviewing the PDF I will have to write a new featured post, which until now has been the article entitled ‘The Wall’.

The cover of Neanderthal Extermination.

 

Foreword

From the mid-1970s onwards, my teenage life was destroyed not only by my parents’ abuse, but also by a psychiatrist they hired to finish me off.

Discovering an area of research that significantly improves my view of the world has only happened to me occasionally. In 1983, for example, I discovered an interview with Theodore Lidz in a bookshop that made me realise that not all psychiatrists were depraved individuals who sided with abusive parents in conflict with their children. When talking about possessive mothers who came to his office and co-dependent fathers who fell into a state of folie à deux with them, Lidz seemed to portray the dynamics of my family as if he had lived with us! And unlike the vast majority of his colleagues, Lidz and other professionals knew that such parents can drive their children mad. My discovery of that book marked the beginning of my familiarisation with the trauma model in the decades that followed. Unlike the pseudo-scientific model of orthodox psychiatrists, I eventually came to understand my parents’ behaviour.

But the damage to my mind due to abuse at home was already done, and I was unable to pursue a career, instead becoming alienated in cults and pseudosciences of the paranormal. The next milestone in my intellectual life came in 1990, when I began reading the sceptics of parapsychology, thanks to the group led by Paul Kurtz whom I had met at the end of the previous year at some lectures they gave in Mexico City. Thanks to their work I realised that parapsychology was also a pseudoscience.

In 2002, I discovered the books of Swiss psychologist Alice Miller: the first writer to take the side of the abused child one hundred per cent, thanks to whom I was able to heal my still wounded heart. But it was not until late 2008 that I discovered, thanks to the internet, that millions of Muslims were migrating to Europe, replacing the native population. I became so obsessed with the subject—which, unlike the others, could only be discussed on the internet—that the following year I came across articles in The Occidental Quarterly Online that revolutionised my worldview. It was only thanks to this latest discovery that I began a career as a blogger with my The West’s Darkest Hour, to which I eventually gave an anti-Christian slant: insofar as ideas about racial egalitarianism and humane universalism have a Christian aetiology, regardless of Jewish subversion in the media.

It was precisely because of this neo-Nietzscheanism that, at Christmas 2018, my next intellectual milestone was to realise that the historicity of Jesus had been seriously questioned. In my spiritual odyssey I owe this new discovery to Richard Carrier’s work on the New Testament. For someone who sixty years earlier had been baptised by the famous Jesuit Joaquín Sáenz y Arriaga, a friend of my very Catholic parents, Carrier’s discovery was a real milestone as the Christian doctrine of eternal damnation had virtually driven me mad in my teens and twenties.

Thus, at the ripe old age of sixty-seven, I never imagined that another author could further improve my worldview. But the miracle happened in August 2025, the month in which I am writing this prologue. I am referring to Danny Vendramini’s Them and Us.

But why was a book that attempts to revolutionise our view of the interaction between Neanderthals and our distant ancestors also a milestone? To answer that, I would have to go back once again to the fateful 1970s. It was in the same decade that my parents murdered my soul that I coined the phrase ‘the extermination of the Neanderthals’. But to understand it, I would have to go back even further, to the 1960s.

As I recount in a passage from my autobiographical trilogy, when I was a small child, going with my family to downtown Mexico City, I was horrified by the people I saw there. Compared to the beautiful Colonia Del Valle where we lived, the city centre was a horrible place, and the people I saw there seemed horrible to my eyes. So much so that years later, when I was eleven, I once told my younger siblings (I am the eldest) that I wanted to machine-gun ’em all.

It was those exterminationist desires that, in the following decade, when my parents began to mistreat me, spawned the tremendous call to exterminate Neanderthals. I cannot pinpoint the exact year when I came up with that phrase, but if we fast forward fifty years later I discovered an eloquent book that talks about how Neanderthals were, in fact, exterminated! Although a few years earlier I had heard, albeit only in passing, that Cro-Magnons had eliminated the Neanderthals, Vendramini’s book paints a picture of Cro-Magnons in such a way that their psychology seemed like a super-accurate X-ray of my old exterminationist passion.

The point is that in the 1970s I had never heard that Cro-Magnons had exterminated Neanderthals, nor in the 1980s, 1990s or the first decade of the new century. If Vendramini and others are right, how could I have sensed it? Yes: it could have been a mere coincidence. Another possibility is that Carl Jung is right. In Man and His Symbols, he said:

The archetype in dream symbolism

By “history” I do not mean the fact that the mind builds itself up by conscious reference to the past through language and other cultural traditions. I am referring to the biological, prehistoric, and unconscious development of the mind in archaic man, whose psyche was still close to that of the animal… My views about the “archaic remnants,” which I call “archetypes” or “primordial images,” have been constantly criticized by people who lack a sufficient knowledge of the psychology of dreams and of mythology.

The Swiss psychologist illustrated this with a case that impressed me:

A very important case came to me from a man who was himself a psychiatrist. One day he brought me a handwritten booklet he had received as a Christmas present from his 10-year-old daughter. It contained a whole series of dreams she had had when she was eight. They made up the weirdest series of dreams that I have ever seen, and I could well understand why the father was more than just puzzled by them. Though childlike, they were uncanny, and they contained images whose origin was wholly incomprehensible to the father. Here are the relevant motifs from the dreams.

I’ll just mention a couple of them, and Jung’s brief interpretation that describes what we call the collective unconscious:

A drop of water is seen, as it appears when looked at through a microscope. The girl sees that the drop is full of tree branches. This portrays the origin of the world.

A small mouse is penetrated by worms, snakes, fishes, and human beings. Thus the mouse becomes human. This portrays the four stages of the origin of mankind…

Precisely a mouse-like creature that survived the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs was our remote ancestor. Unfortunately, something happened to the little girl:

The father was convinced that the dreams were authentic, and I have no reason to doubt it. I knew the little girl myself, but this was before she gave her dreams to her father, so that I had no chance to ask her about them. She lived abroad and died of an infectious disease about a year after that Christmas.

If the Cro-Magnons wiped out the Neanderthals—in addition to Vendramini, this is a common opinion among many other scholars—the study of archaic remnants could shed light on my desire to ‘exterminate the Neanderthals’; and why it took hold of my psyche, from my adolescence, until it became a true personal religion. Although in his book Vendramini mentions Jung’s collective unconscious in passing, he attempted to give it a scientific basis with the theory of teems: that archaic remnants or primordial images could be hidden in our ancestral DNA. The big question is, could the genocidal passion that sprang from the depths of my being have been unleashed when I found myself in an extreme situation?

As for why Vendramini’s work has not been addressed in academia, it has to do with the fact that the Establishment is composed of those I call hyper-Christian atheists, in the sense that they have taken not only racial egalitarianism and catholic universalism as dogma, but also love for all wingless bipeds as the new faith of secular man. This axiological phenomenon, which is nothing more than folie en masse, began with the fateful defeat of Adolf Hitler’s Germany in 1945. The post-1945 System simply ignores any data that might inspire whites to ethnically cleanse the West of non-white invaders. For example, the neochristians who have uploaded videos purporting to refute Vendramini have resorted to gross distortions, straw men and even lies. As I said at the end of my article ‘Youtubers’: ‘Only when academia returns to the hands of scholars who don’t hate the white man—and that would only happen after a revolution—can Vendramini’s work be valued on its own merits’ [footnote].

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This book is composed of three sections. The first section quotes key passages from Vendramini’s book.

The second section collects entries from my blog, including repeated quotes from William Pierce’s The Turner Diaries, culminating in my brief exterminationist manifesto.

The third section complements the embryonic precepts of my new religion with more edited entries from The West’s Darkest Hour, and the appendix demonstrates that the ancient Indo-Aryans would share this exterminationist passion when the dark age arrived.

César Tort
27 August 2025

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Carl Gustav Jung Neanderthalism Psychohistory Psychology

Collective unconscious

I’d like to comment on something I consider important. Although the Neanderthal became extinct thousands of years ago, long before the first civilisations, the myths about yetis, the abominable snowmen and sasquatch have a profound explanation. In Man and His Symbols, Carl Jung said:

The archetype in dream symbolism

By “history” I do not mean the fact that the mind builds itself up by conscious reference to the past through language and other cultural traditions. I am referring to the biological, prehistoric, and unconscious development of the mind in archaic man, whose psyche was still close to that of the animal… My views about the “archaic remnants,” which I call “archetypes” or “primordial images,” have been constantly criticized by people who lack a sufficient knowledge of the psychology of dreams and of mythology. [page 67]

The Swiss psychologist illustrated this with a case that impressed me:

A very important case came to me from a man who was himself a psychiatrist. One day he brought me a handwritten booklet he had received as a Christmas present from his 10-year-old daughter. It contained a whole series of dreams she had had when she was eight. They made up the weirdest series of dreams that I have ever seen, and I could well understand why the father was more than just puzzled by them. Though childlike, they were uncanny, and they contained images whose origin was wholly incomprehensible to the father. Here are the relevant motifs from the dreams. [page 69]

I’ll just mention a couple of dreams, and Jung’s brief interpretation that describes what we call “the collective unconscious”:

A drop of water is seen, as it appears when looked at through a microscope. The girl sees that the drop is full of tree branches. This portrays the origin of the world.

A small mouse is penetrated by worms, snakes, fishes, and human beings. Thus the mouse becomes human. This portrays the four stages of the origin of mankind…

Precisely a little mouse-like creature that survived the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs was our remote ancestor! Unfortunately, something happened to the little girl:

The father was convinced that the dreams were authentic, and I have no reason to doubt it. I knew the little girl myself, but this was before she gave her dreams to her father, so that I had no chance to ask her about them. She lived abroad and died of an infectious disease about a year after that Christmas. [page 70]

In my humble opinion, this can help to understand the myths about yetis and the abominable snowmen…

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Madison Grant Nordicism Racial right

Different animal

“The cross between a white man and an Indian is an Indian; the cross between a white man and a negro is a negro; the cross between a white man and a Hindu is a Hindu; and the cross between any of the three European races and a Jew is a Jew”.

—Madison Grant regarding the one-drop rule
in The Passing of The Great Race, 1916

In the discussion thread for “WN [white nationalism] is dead”, Robiul Hoque said today:

WN is basically a reactionary movement which only exists in opposition to Non-European peoples. It has no connection to any previous racialist movement, especially the Nordic Movement which was founded by university professors which not only focused on race but also heritage, culture, history, and morality. It is more accurate to say they were an ethno-cultural movement similar to Jews; the only difference was their demand to be left alone and be allowed to express their own standards of beauty, culture and racial selection.

White nationalists just demand White nations without any of the cultural and moral substance that the Nordic Movement had and they are quick to dismiss whatever knowledge they could offer to them. The Nordic movement fell through no fault of their own; it only fell because the Jewish newspapers and media heavily associated them with the Nazis even though this movement was founded by a French noble [Arthur de Gobineau], not the Austrian painter [Hitler].

For many years I’ve noticed that the so-called WN was born in the 1990s as a conservative way of distancing itself from the legacy of true racists, and true men. I’m not just referring to the German National Socialists murdered by Anglo-Americans and Stalin’s willing executioners, but also to those Americans who crossed what I call The Wall: people like William Pierce and Alex Linder (I put the latter name in bold because I’ve been honouring his memory since I learned of his passing). These WNsts who have remained stuck on the south side of the Wall have also repudiated the Nordicism of stellar figures like Madison Grant, whose pic we see above. On June 15, 2021, the anti-white establishment removed a monument to Madison Grant from Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park, a monument that had stood there since 1948. But since the 1990s, WNsts had already removed Grant from their worldview…

In the past few days, I have complained about the failure of the major WN webzines to publish obituaries about Linder. To understand this phenomenon, one must remember that on April 20, these conservative webzines have also failed to pay tribute to the Austrian painter. To my way of seeing it, it’s as clear as an oasis in a clear summer that the so-called WN is a movement of rupture not only with the Germans of the last century; not only with the American and European eugenicists who flourished before World War II (Grant was just one of them), but even with real men like Rockwell, Pierce, and Linder who flourished after WWII.

This site, The West’s Darkest Hour, became a ghost town when I began harshly criticising WNsts for these reasons. But it must be understood that I did so out of love for the fourteen words, while these de facto conservatives don’t seem to truly honour them. Here’s an excerpt from one of Benjamin’s recent emails to me:

It will forever piss me off how you, for example, contribute such vital content, succinct and to the point, and off the beaten track from the mainstream of WN, and yet c-c (just for one example) in contrast churn out a slew of neo-bohemian crowd-pleasing articles fit only for modern literature pedants and pretentious pseuds and manage to rake in huge donations. And all this time, they’re not planning a revolution – if anything, they are settled in a comfortable enough business model! How long can it go on like this for? Until what level of darkness closes in? Oh, it frustrates me.

The problem is that starting a movement completely parallel to WN that reclaims the manliness of Rockwell, Pierce, and Linder (the latter two were, like us and the Nazis, exterminationists), and the Nordicism of Grant and the other eugenicists forgotten after WWII, is an arduous task. The only thing I can think of is to follow Linder’s advice to attack conservatives, but with an unusual twist: attacking on podcasts the de facto conservatives, the pretenders, the WNsts (Linder limited himself to attacking paleoconservatives like Pat Buchanan or racial realists like Jared Taylor, who, due to the Christian ethics of his parents, never wanted to understand the JQ as it should be understood).

I can’t do that because my native language is not English, and a successful podcast requires two or more people whose native language is the same, speaking to each other from the same point of view.

That sort of condemns me to The West’s Darkest Hour being a purely text-based blog, although if a Spanish speaker would be willing to help me resurrect the WDH Radio Show and then translate our critical dialogues about what’s happening on the WN quarters into English using recent AI technology, that would be great!

For now, I can only point out that it is time for the racial vanguard to realise that WN is a very different animal not only from NS, but also from the noblest racism that was still heard last century in the voices of the aforementioned Americans.

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Real men

Obituary

by Full Verity

Alex Linder, scourge of the synagogue, scribe of the damned, last true witness to the clarity of fire in an age of smiling decay, has passed into shadow.

Before there were podcasts, before dissident Twitter threads, before the algorithm played gatekeeper to speech, there was VNNForum: ugly, unfiltered, untamed. It was not polite, it was not hopeful, and it was not safe. It was a clearing in the poisoned woods, where men came to speak aloud the truths that shattered their lives.

It was was on VNNForum, among threads black with rage and bright with forbidden logos, that some of us saw the world as it truly is. It was there, two decades past, that I first glimpsed the contours of the void. Names like @KarlRadl flickered like dark sentinels in that space, cutting through illusion with diamond-bladed contempt.

Through it all, Linder held the center like a pyromancer. He was not there to comfort; he was there to burn. He built a pyre, and on it, he incinerated the lies of the Levant with a clarity so severe it scorched the eyes of a generation raised on half-truths. For that, he was demonized, harassed, exiled from society; and yet he never stopped. There was no grift, no “rebrand,” no pivot to YouTube monetization.

He published The Aryan Alternative when it meant something to print heresy. He quoted Mencken not to sound clever, but because he meant it; because like Mencken, he saw through the American delusion: its Puritan moralism, its democratic fraudulence, its saccharine pieties masking a merchant’s rot. Linder stripped it bare.

And the cost was everything.

The enemy erased him from polite memory. They will not mourn him. They will not speak his name.

But we will.

Because he stood when others knelt; because he told the truth when it had no market value; because he said “Jew” when the rabble huddled behind the euphemism of “globalist.” He chose to be hated rather than be false.

He dies like so many of our prophets: poor, mocked, defiled. He will be cited by no think tank, footnoted by no historian; yet he will live longer than the whole parade of conservative cowards who called him “too much.”

He was too much: too sharp, too clear, too honest for this age.

So let this be sung in the ruins:

Alex Linder stood alone.
Alex Linder named the Enemy.
Alex Linder never knelt.

And for that, may his name be etched in iron while the world of lies rots beneath its own weight.

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Racial right Real men

Linder’s

featured posts

“Why so hard!”—said to the diamond one day the charcoal; “are we then not near relatives?”—

Why so soft? O my brethren; thus do I ask you: are ye then not—my brethren?

Why so soft, so submissive and yielding? Why is there so much negation and abnegation in your hearts? Why is there so little fate in your looks?

And if ye will not be fates and inexorable ones, how can ye one day—conquer with me?

And if your hardness will not glance and cut and chip to pieces, how can ye one day—create with me?

For the creators are hard. And blessedness must it seem to you to press your hand upon millenniums as upon wax,—

—Blessedness to write upon the will of millenniums as upon brass,—harder than brass, nobler than brass. Entirely hard is only the noblest.

This new table, O my brethren, put I up over you: Become hard!—

As I recently said in the comments section of my latest posts, I would never have been so abrasive in my criticism of white nationalists—mere charcoal—if they had behaved like Alex Linder: a true diamond. In a very unique way, throughout my blogging career I have interpreted Linder’s advice, “Attack the conservatives!” to mean that today’s racial right ideology is basically conservative, not revolutionary; Christian, not anti-Christian; feminized, not truly Aryan. Therefore, they must be attacked.

Here are the articles on this site in which I tried to choose Linder’s words that best reflect his thinking, which evoke my favourite passage from Nietzsche’s Zarathustra, quoted above as an epigraph to this small tribute to the now deceased Man:

On Breivik

“I’m not a Nazi”

Linder’s Weltanschauung

Alex Linder on Christianity

Guessedworker exchange

On conservatism

On The Turner Diaries

Hunter Wallace exchange

On Kevin MacDonald

Bitchute audios on Christianity

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Autobiography Painting

Cézanne

After the fifth instalment of selected quotes from Benjamin’s book, I had planned to comment on Brendan Simms’ biography about Hitler. That way, I would be interspersing a post about the four words—which includes stopping abusing children—with another post about the fourteen words.

But since I am also a victim of abusive parents and a psychiatrist my mother hired to finish destroying me, reading Consumption makes me dwell on my past, especially since these days I have been suffering from what I wrote on the first day of the month in “Selfish heirs.” In many ways, my past was as handicapping as Benjamin’s. For example, it is unclear what will become of me when I run out of money from the sale of my parents’ house, divided among six heirs.

On the one hand, it is true that someone like “Bran the Broken”, whom (in my appropriation, not in the novel) his beloved father threw off the tower and who, with his broken spine, can no longer lead a normal life, can see his biographical past and even History from a paranormal perspective that normies, who lack that retrocognitive gift, can’t.

But on the other hand, material needs remain imperative. Even in the HBO adaptation of Martin’s novels—directed by a couple of Jews who in many ways betray the author—it can be seen that Bran enters the mind of his pet wolf to have the illusion of eating when, in reality, he is not feeding himself. These astral journeys can be harmful in that, in real life, Bran must feed himself, as his travelling companion Jojen warns him. The novel is even more sinister than the HBO series because it seems to suggest that, already in the cave and learning the magic of the three-eyed raven, Jojen allowed himself to be sacrificed so that Bran could eat a paste that was made from his body thanks to the culinary arts of the children of the forest…

I can say something similar about my countless journeys into inner space. Like Van Gogh and the painters of his time, I have sacrificed the most basic aspects of physical survival in pursuit of enlightenment about what happened in my early life. The difference, of course, is that in the real world there are no children of the forest to help me, even with their black magic. I have survived to the age at which Cézanne died, but it is unclear how I will survive when I reach my seventies. It really sucks that, if my literary work has any value (I am referring to the trilogy), I have to die to be recognised. And that’s if you’re lucky! (the work of Aristarchus of Samos, for example, was lost forever when the Christians destroyed the Library of Alexandria).

I will end this post with an image of the very copy that I used to look at with my parents when I was a child, around five or six years old: a book that inspired me greatly to understand the great painters. I am referring to an image of the first painter reviewed in the book, Cézanne:

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Lightning and the Sun (book)

The Lightning

and the Sun, 12

Adolf Hitler chose to use the Dark Age weapons because, — contrarily to that other uncompromising champion of Truth, Akhenaton of Egypt, who lived 3300 years before him, — he fully realised that there is, in this world, no peaceful escape from the grip of the Dark forces. He realised it as he experienced that his German people, and, along with them, the whole Aryan race — the youngest creative race of our Time-cycle and the only creative race for centuries; the best — were threatened in their existence by the agents of the Death-powers; cornered; and that their definitive downfall and disappearance would mean the definitive downfall of higher organised Life upon this planet, with no hope of resurrection [red emphasis by Editor]. That experience did not begin on the day Adolf Hitler was told that the First World War was lost for Germany. It had been familiar to him for years. But the news of the loss of the war and then of the infamous Treaties of Versailles and Saint-German imposed upon Germany by her victors, and the sight of the following misery, gave it further depth, further acuteness, and a further tremendous hold on him. A growing sense of emergency, a feverish haste — not unlike that, which one can trace in the building of the capital of King Akhenaton’s ideal State — drove him forwards, defining his whole policy in its positive and negative aspects, at home and abroad, to the end.

His Gospel of Germanic pride and glorious healthy earthly life — ’freedom and bread’ — coupled with the hard blows of the early Storm Troopers’ fists, that kept order in his public meetings and, when necessary, fought his battle in the streets, broke down whatever opposition stood in his way to power. There was, in that blending of mystical insight, elemental logic and well-organised brutality — of truth and youth — that characterises National Socialism, a grandeur that appealed to the masses and to the very best of the best people: to those exceptionally intelligent and reliable men who have retained the raw vitality of the masses within their psychological make-up.

Temporary set-backs[1] only kindled the bitter determination of both. And the struggle started in 1919 was a staggering triumph. On the 30th of January, 1933, Adolf Hitler was acclaimed as Chancellor of the German Reich. A few months later, the Reichstag was to vote him ‘illimited powers,’ so that he might, without hindrance, remould the whole State, and direct Germany’s foreign policy according to his programme — which he consistently did to the extent it could be done in spite of the undermining activities of a well-hidden and — alas! — extremely efficient pack of traitors in Germany itself, and in defiance of the increasing hostility of the whole world, i.e. against the pressure of the coalesced forces of this Dark Age.

It is an error to believe that ‘after a time’ the National Socialist State ‘should have’ — could have, in the first place, — avoided evolving into a ‘police State,’ i.e. a State permanently dominated by the consciousness of emergency. In other words, it is an error to believe that, in 1933, — or 1934 — the struggle was ‘over,’ and conditions of emergency a thing of the past. From the moment Adolf Hitler acquired a free hand to remould the German Reich according to his ideals, the National Socialist struggle merely entered a new phase. It was no longer the struggle for power. But it still was the Struggle for Truth; for cosmic Truth applied to social problems and to politics in our advanced Dark Age, i.e. the Struggle for Truth, with unavoidable Dark Age methods. And for that very reason — because it is the State ‘against Time’ par excellence, — the National Socialist State could (and can, were it again to take shape during this Dark Age) only be a State resting upon an iron coercive and military organisation; a State in which every free citizen feels himself a soldier — a voluntary soldier, glad to submit to integral (inner and outer) discipline, for the advent and defence of Adolf Hitler’s ideal Reich, (the Kingdom of Truth ‘against Time’) — and in which every enemy of the new Order lives under the constant threat of denunciation and arrest, hard labour in a concentration camp, or death; what a well-known hater of the Hitler faith has tried to slander under the name of an ‘S.S. State.’[2] (The word is, in reality, the greatest compliment paid, to the glorious revolutionary State ‘against Time.’)

‘A revolution,’ says Konstantin Hierl, one of the men to whom the National Socialist regime owes the most, in the practical field, ‘can only be a transitory state of affairs, (ein Ubergangszustand). And he adds: ‘Also the absolute system, of government connected with the National Socialist revolution should have been only a transition, and could not be the first aim of a German revolution.’[3]

It is true that revolutions in the usual sense of the word — such as the French Revolution or the Russian Revolution, which are but passages from given conditions ‘in Time’ to different conditions, also ‘in Time’; steps along the downward path of history — can only be ‘transitory states of affairs.’ But it is, from the cosmic standpoint, an error — an understandable error, maybe, yet, a fundamental one, — to consider the National Socialist upheaval as a mere ‘German Revolution’ of the same type as those. Being an upheaval ‘against Time,’ the National Socialist Revolution was, — and, as long as its guiding, Idea lives in the consciousness of a militant minority, remains, a transition, no doubt, but a transition between advanced Dark Age conditions and coming, Golden Age conditions, yet hardly dreamable. And therefore only with the end of the Dark Age — with the end of every influence of the Forces of disintegration and, subsequently, the end of all opposition to the truth it stands for, — can and will ‘the absolute system of government’ connected with it cease to have its justification, and the National Socialist emergency State ‘against Time’ give place to a normal form (which will then be a Golden Age form) of collective life a form devised for a few — very few — god-like men and women, of the best blood, uncontested masters of a beautiful regenerate earth more than broad enough to contain them and their descendants for many generations, and to feed them, without them needing to kill or harm or exploit any living creature; the glorious fulfilment of those very ideals of perfect health and more-than-human strength and beauty that the heroic Third German Reich has striven to impose yesterday, against the current of time, with Dark Age weapons.

That is the proper meaning of Adolf Hitler’s own comments upon the ‘humane pacifist Idea’ according to which every human life is supposed to have such an enormous ‘value.’ The humane pacifist idea is, in fact, perhaps quite good, once the highest type of human being has already conquered and subdued so much of the surface of the world as to make himself the sole lord of this earth,’ writes he, in Mein Kampf.[4] ‘The idea can, in that case, cause no harm, inasmuch as its application’ (meaning: its application in its present-day form) ‘will be rare, and finally impossible’ — ’impossible’ precisely because, then, there will (for very many millenniums at least) no longer exist any politically dangerous or racially inferior elements, capable of corrupting the best and of marring the harmony between actual life and its divine pattern. But now ‘the highest type of human being’ — the best of the best among Nature’s chosen race, — are far from being the ‘sole masters of this earth.’ Now, we are still in the Dark Age, — sinking into it more and more. And therefore comes the logical conclusion of the inspired Man, Founder of the Dark Age State ‘against Time’: Also erst Kampf, und dann vielleicht Pazifismus — ‘So, first struggle, and then, perhaps, pacifism.’[5]

All but a very few people have thoroughly misunderstood — and millions have most unjustly condemned — the coercive methods of the Third Reich and its drastic steps intended to protect Western Aryandom against the Jewish danger (and against the influence of any man-centred, international Weltanschauung, all. of which are, in the West, Jewish products.) They have misunderstood them precisely because they have refused to acknowledge the infinitely more than political significance of National Socialism, and to see, in it, what I have called an upheaval ‘against Time.’ And they have condemned them because, as I have stated in the beginning of this book, evolution in Time goes hand in hand not with a decrease in violence (on the contrary!) but with a steady decrease in honesty regarding violence, and in understanding concerning the right use of it. They have condemned them while tolerating (and, more often than not, defending) all manner of horrors, among others, vivisection, that most degrading of all crimes against Life. They have — unknowingly, perhaps, but in fact, — condemned them, because the drastic coercive and preventive steps taken by the National Socialist State against the actual or potential agents of the Dark Forces had, inasmuch as they were taken in the Führer’s spirit, their full justification in the light of cosmic Truth, which our Dark Age denies; because one had resorted to them not in order to try to find out means of patching up a sickly humanity or of prolonging the life and enjoyment of the vicious, but in order to make possible, here and now, a new world of the strong in which vice and disease would be unknown; because one had resorted to them not ‘for the sake of suffering mankind’ — of mankind in its present-day, contemptible state — but ‘in the interest of the Universe’ in the sense these words are used in the Bhagavad-Gita.

Nay, inasmuch as the men who were trusted to carry out those steps did so selflessly and without passion, simply because I they knew it was their duty as Aryan fighters for the Cause of Truth, they acted exactly as the Blessed One has urged warriors to act. And one can safely say that, despite all individual cases of unfaithfulness to the spirit of detached Violence (cases with which one is bound to reckon, at such an advanced stage of the Age of Gloom as the one in which we are living) no state in history has, as a whole, embodied the moral outlook of the Bhagavad-Gita, as the Third German Reich has done.

That was enough for typical Dark Age people — people whose man-centred moral outlook is the exact opposite of that expressed both in the oldest Book of Aryan wisdom and in Adolf Hitler’s words and deeds and regulations, — to feel personally threatened through the mere existence of such an organised power ‘against Time,’ and to hate it.

And that hatred is, as we shall see, the real cause of the Second World War.

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[1] Such as the failure of the putsch of the 9th November 1923.

[2] This is the title of one of Eugen Kogon’s books against the Third Reich [published in 1946—Ed.]

[3] Konstantin Hierl, In Dienst für Deutschland, p. 121-122.

[4] Mein Kampf, p. 315.

[5] Mein Kampf, p. 315-316.

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The Lightning & the Sun by Savitri Devi (Counter-Currents Publishing, 2014, unabridged edition) can be ordered here.

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Neanderthalism

Exchange

Editor’s Note: My recent exchange with
Benjamin this morning is worth a post:

 

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Benjamin said: The most offensive comment I ever get from anyone in my life on anything creative or meaningful (presenting books, paintings, articles, whatever…) is ‘oh, that’s interesting’. One knows the person couldn’t give a damn about you at that point. It’s simply filler, as they never, ever elaborate why. I’m still thinking about presenting Consumption to my eldest aunt – one of my mother’s surviving sisters, and the closest to me growing up – but I know it’ll either be ‘oh that’s interesting’ or ‘that’s very sad you write that’, and ‘ I’ll have to give it some thought’, or stub words to that effect, cutting off all further emotion, discussion and commitment.

I should say, I think the only reason my mother wanted to read my book at first was to humour me, then increasingly to prove me wrong (I was critically examined over many sections), and finally in tears when she realised she couldn’t, she kind of softened towards me. I find it a tragedy she died so soon afterwards, and I never got to discuss it with her. All I know is she agreed (or if she still didn’t on anything she’s taken it into the ground with her).

Dad will never read it, that’s for sure. If you forced him to, his response would be to tut and call it fantasy, and then if I persisted, to shout at me, and to cut me off forever in rage and social embarrassment. I wrote a spurious book many years ago briefly mentioning Dad’s conduct and he did read a few lines of that one, and I remember all he said was “you don’t make me look very good in this”, and laughed a little, as if what I had written was hysterical nonsense, or a big neurotic running joke, unable always to twig that he simply wasn’t ‘very good’ to me, no. It’s not even denial.

I’m sorry for your tragedies, and for your uncle’s death. I’d like to hope that what happened to Corina and Octavio (and his daughter) cannot happen again. But how does one change society on this taboo issue if no one is prepared to read these books – or always too little too late? I suppose one can still put them out there, and hope. I always wanted psychiatry destroyed in my lifetime. I don’t think that’ll happen though, although I see it as a major gatekeeper to the (parental) trauma model being understood by the public.

I think I use you as my witness personally. I hope it isn’t an imposition. Ideally, I would have had a family or local friends to go to, but their silence and standoffish ignorance on this matter is galling. I’m not used to being asked what’s wrong.
 

I responded: That’s precisely why the encounter in my life of someone like Paulina, the first person who took pity on me, was so important even though it happened more than twenty years after my teens (what Miller calls an “enlightened witness”). Ideally, someone should appear when you’re being abused as a child. That and only that could have saved us (what Miller calls a “helping witness”). The sad thing is that many didn’t have either…

And when it comes to the mental health professions, psychiatry is the way the System defends itself; like the Inquisition defended the Roman Church against the dissidents of the time. Thomas Szasz wrote a book comparing psychiatry to the Inquisition, and he said something that stuck with me: “An Inquisition [like psychiatry] cannot be reformed, only abolished”.

Indeed, and this shows that even people like Colin Ross, the current proponent of the trauma model, are still lost on this point—like John Read et al., who believe that change is possible within academia. They’re like white nationalists who believe that voting for Trump can bring about change. In fact, WN is another variant of country-club conservatism as Michael O’Meara put it, an American who knows French.

Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
 

Benjamin said: So it seems, as with the other issues we discussed recently, that it’s come down to this again: the necessity of a (violent, it’s obvious there is no other sort) revolution, in this as in all areas… what we really mean by bringing down the System, across all its entangled branches and avenues. Everything has reached a multi-faceted dead end otherwise… science, technology, academia, health, family wellbeing… the race itself is long-stalled biologically, at least since the Cro-Magnon era. I suppose the only thing to do now is to school would-be revolutionaries and auxiliary radicals on why they’re fighting (or will be fighting), which I suppose is what this site functions as, beyond your autobiographical space.

Personally, from what I note, the 4 words ["Eliminad todo sufrimiento innecesario" —Ed.] seem far harder for people to latch onto and assimilate than the vaguer, more generalised concept of the 14, even though I see both as to some degree synonymous, or semi-symmetric perhaps.

Eventually we’ll have to go somewhere else for those sorts of conversations. I’m not sure of the prudence of me continuing to type this even, right out in the open. The stepping stone from the theoretical to the practical is the hardest for me to strategize, the point where mutual internal jihad had reached its zenith, so to speak, and there should then instead be organization, and such, etc.

Anyway, I’m getting ahead of myself. I know I’ve found it very frustrating for decades, where no one has really taken the slightest bit of interest (care) in my history, and yet have still professed to being my friends… ‘twigging’, and realising in clarity the scale of this problem across our race drives one to want to act, and as soon as possible (even though there is no way to do that currently).
 

I responded: No: there’s no way to do it, and you can see what happened to our friend Tyrone for even suggesting it on podcasts (although years ago his parents put him in a psychiatric hospital for a while, now the System has locked him up for seven years!).

Mauricio liked my Paths of Glory metaphor. Kirk Douglas’s soldiers couldn’t go out to fight because of the hail of bullets. It was a time of staying in the trenches in a state of exasperation, but necessary…

The degenerate Aryan I recently saw in Europe is still in “happy mode”. Several sociopolitical, economic, and especially energy catastrophes will have to converge for him to enter “angry mode”; eventually a defensive “combat mode” and finally “killing mode” (bloody revolution). In the meantime, they’re behaving like lobotomised eunuchs.

Unlike Europeans, racialist Americans are no longer lobotomized: they’re beginning to think. But they’re still eunuchs. Otherwise they would already be talking about how to bring Turner’s diaries into the real world.
 

Benjamin said: P.S. I just re-read the, as you say, epistolary scold from Corina. I was particularly struck by the lines (and can only imagine how much they hurt and infuriated you):

“The damage is done and only you can fix it.”

and

“…not all people in the world are therapists or psychiatrists or psychoanalysts and we don’t want to hear about problems, let alone such serious ones. We are normal people who run away from problems. We are not interested and cannot do anything about it.”

Both directly echo things my partner has said to me before when I raise the issue of my childhood with her, the first being the equivalent of ‘just let it go’ (which is impossible naturally short of developing dementia, and translates literally as ‘repress yourself again’), or ‘get over it’ (a callous statement in itself indicating their lack of patience/empathy more than any psychological insight – they don’t realise you’re trying to do that, and can only do that if listened to). And the second a terrible misunderstanding – you are at first not looking for change, just to be listened to at all: as another example, in my case I didn’t want to be taken out of my environment when I emailed my Tyrolean penpal Harald about latter-day trauma, nor would it have been possible for him to do so, I just wanted to be listened to long-distance… also, as if one needed a license or a professional qualification to be a compassionate listener! Their ‘we’re not therapists’ line is simply a cop out to avoid them of their responsibility.

I can see why Corina wrote why she did then, as it’s all too common to, as you say, see things backwards, putting again all responsibility for both the experiences and the healing process onto the victim. People are so quick to give this prescriptive black pedagogy ‘advice’, or otherwise to act non-committal with the silent treatment, or wash their hands of the matter. Another reason I’d like vast swathes of the population exterminated, as by your 4 words doctrine – if they really can’t develop empathy for these matters then they’re simply a liability in general.
 

I responded:

Corina was the only one who saw what my parents were doing to me when I was a teenager, but she didn’t confess it to me because she was fourteen years old, and when she tried to tell my mother, she only received a slap in the face, which ended the argument for decades, until Corina herself developed paranoid symptoms, although in her lucid moments we were finally able to communicate.

But when Cori wrote that letter she was acting as an agent of the System, what Miller calls “poisonous pedagogy”. Szasz hits the nail on the head when he said that psychiatry is like paediatrics: instead of listening, they try to lecture the victim (although Szasz never fully grasped the trauma model).

All these people giving advice don’t realise that what they’re doing is similar to telling the messenger who has just escaped the clutches of someone like Jeffrey Dahmer, and wants to alert his neighbours that there’s a serial killer in the block to calm down; to seek professional help, to forgive and forget, to not suffer from self-pity but take a stress pill instead, etc. The result of this insane deafness? Another victim of the serial killer!

This crazy example is not a false analogy.

If my grandmother Yoya had listened to me during the anecdote I tell at the beginning of “Nobody Wanted to Listen” she could have acted as my helping witness, intervened to the best of her humble ability (my parents had the power), and prevent my crucifixion and, in the years to come, prevent Corina’s psychological catastrophe too. But we lacked a helping witness.

All this explains, in effect, why I have developed an exterminationist philosophy. The current version of Homo sapiens remains a kind of Homo sapiens neanderthalensis in the sense that it still needs to be greatly ennobled.

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Alice Miller Child abuse

Remarkable

sentences of Alice Miller’s
Breaking Down the Wall of Silence:

 

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“…the wall of silence behind which society has sought to protect itself from the truth about cruelty and abuse in childhood”. (Foreword, page 5)

“Parents are indeed capable of routinely torturing their children without anyone interceding”. (Chapter 1, “Eve’s Initiative”, page 14)

“…remained completely repressed in me for almost sixty years. As a result, I betrayed that little girl [the inner girl that still inhabited in Miller’s heart]… There was no one to help me condemn cruelty”. (Chapter 2, “Out of the Prison of Confusion”, page 20)

“Hard as it is to believe, in the entire world there is not one single faculty in which a degree is offered in the study of psychic injuries in childhood”. (Ibid., page 25)

“So psychiatrists have… chosen not to know how psychoses develop”. (Chapter 3, “The Psychiatrists’ Campaign Against the Act of Remembering”, page 32)

“…that voice [of Miller’s inner wounded child], because it has taught me more than all the books I have ever read”. (Ibid., page 33)

“My justifiable anger makes me strong and aware. I can see through the lies because I have stopped forgiving, stopped praying or speculating, stopped laying the guilt on myself” (Ibid., page 35)

“…how damaging it is to preach forgetfulness and forgiveness. Isn’t that just what your patients have done their whole lives, and is that not why they have remained disordered?” (Ibid., pages 36-37)

“…what was previously regarded as a sin—criticism of our parents—is, in reality, our only chance of becoming healthy”. (Ibid., page 38)

“Psychoanalysis does not distort the truth by accident. It does so by necessity. It is an effective system for the suppression of the truth about childhood, a truth feared by our entire society. Not surprisingly, it enjoys great esteem among intellectuals”. (Chapter 4, “Blindman’s Buff and the Flight from the Facts in Psychoanalysis”, pages, 42-43)

“…fear of the truth about child abuse is a leitmotif of nearly all forms of therapy known to me”. (Ibid., page 48)

“Hate that we have experienced is not a poison, but one way out of the trap…” (Chapter 5, “The Media and the Wall of Silence”, page 61)

“To dismiss such people as ‘self-pitying’ only says something about one’s own early experiences…” (Ibid., page 71)

“And why, anyway, do human beings go on worshipping such horrific gods? (Chapter 6, “Child Sacrifice as ‘Tradition’”, page 77. Miller is referring to the god of the Jews. See also pages 193-199 of my book Day of Wrath.)

“The danger does not lie with individuals, however criminal they may be. Far more, it lies in the ignorance of our entire society… Teachers, attorneys, doctors, social workers, priests, and other respected representatives of society protect parents… Even the child protection agencies insist that this crime, and this crime alone, should go unpunished”. (Chapter 8, “The Monstrous Consequences of Denial”, page 87)

“The majority of therapists fear this truth. They work under the influence of destructive interpretations culled from both Western and Oriental religions, which preach forgiveness… they offer traditional morality… Forgiveness does not resolve latent hatred and self-hatred but rather covers them up in a very dangerous way”. (Chapter 9, “The Liberating Experience of Painful Truth”, page 131)

“By refusing to forgive, I give up my illusions. A mistreated child, of course, cannot live without them. But a grown-up therapist must be able to manage it. His or her patients should be able to ask: ‘Why should I forgive, when no one is asking me to? I mean, my parents refuse to understand and to know what they did to me. So why should I go on trying to understand and forgive my parents and whatever happened in their childhood, with things like psychoanalysis and transactional analysis? What’s the use? Whom does it help? It doesn’t help my parents to see the truth. But it does prevent me from experiencing my feelings, the feelings that would give me access to the truth. But under the bell-jar of forgiveness, feelings cannot and may not blossom freely’. Such reflections are, unfortunately, not common in therapeutic circles, in which forgiveness is the ultimate law”. (Ibid., page 135)

“This ideology is indivisible with the command ‘Thou shalt not be aware’ [of the cruelty your parents inflicted to you] and with the repetition of that cruelty on the next generation.

”But the demand for forgiveness that I often encounter can pose a danger for therapy, even though it is an expression of our culture. Mistreatment of children is the order of the day, and those errors are therefore trivialized by the majority of adults. Forgiving can have negative consequences, not only for the individual, but for society at large, because it can mean disguising erroneous opinions and attitudes, and involves drawing a curtain across reality so that we cannot see what is taking place behind it.

”The possibility of change depends on whether there is a sufficient number of enlightened witnesses to create a safety net for the growing consciousness of those who have been mistreated as children, so that they do not fall into the darkness of forgetfulness, from which they will later emerge as criminals or the mentally ill”. (Ibid., pages 135-136)

“How much unnecessary suffering [emphasis by Ed.] would I, my children and their future children, have been spared if I had been able to read this book when I was young…” (Ibid., letter to Miller, page 157)

“If one day the secret of childhood were to become no longer a secret, the state would be able to save immense sums that it spends on hospitals, psychiatric clinics, and prisons maintaining our blindness. That this might deliberately happen is almost too incredible a thought”. (Ibid., page 143)