It is this writer’s opinion that most introspective persons at times ponder the meaning of life and one’s place in the life stream. Where did I come from? Who am I? Why am I here? What will happen to me when I die? In western civilization for approximately the last 1,400 years, one was required to unquestionably accept the answers supplied by the state sanctioned intermediaries of the divine. Many of us, who are older, were taught the answers from a source such as the Westminster Catechism or the Catechism of the Catholic Church.
Churchmen, who were inheritors of the feeble remnants of the once mighty Roman Empire, attempted to strengthen their power over the folk of Europa by declaring that the stories of their religion were factual, without error and they had the power to keep people from entering the kingdom of their non western Semitic demigod in the afterlife. The churchmen taught they could condemn heretics and non believers to hell; from which they had transformed the traditional western abode of the dead to a place of punishment and torment.
The originally Semitic cult of the Nazarene had been lurking about the Roman empire, where Jews were plentiful, for centuries. The increasingly Roman flavor of the Semitic cult of the Nazarene was heavily influenced by the Roman citizen Saul of Tarsus. Saul appears to have been knowledgeable of the various strains of Gnosticism, Greek Philosophy, western mystery cults such as Mithraism, Zoroastrianism, Cybele and Attis, Zoroastrianism, Adonis, Osiris and Isis and the Eleusinian mysteries as well as his own ethnic Judaism. Which in time would make the cult far removed from its Semitic origins. It was Saul of Tarsus, who was the true creator of the Roman version of the cult of the Nazarene and developed it into something that the Jews would not recognize and often fear.
Rome was a multicultural, universalist empire in expansion, when the Nazarene cult began. The Romans were very tolerant of foreign religions, they just asked that people give homage to the state gods of the empire to insure the continuing success of the state. However the Nazarenes would not comply and they were considered by Romans to be disrespectful, disloyal, atheists. At times the Nazarenes were repressed by various Roman emperors for their religious intolerance and especially for disloyalty to the state.
Over time the empire grew so large that it was divided into east and west with co-rulers by the emperor Diocletian in 285 C.E. When Constantine was recognized as emperor, through his military conquests, he was the sole ruler in 324 C.E. It appears that Constantine, whose mother was secretly a Nazarene, was not personally opposed to the tiny, unpopular religion; and for a time he continued honoring the state gods. As emperor, Constantine recognized that the Nazarene religion provided him with an opportunity to consolidate his political power against potential rivals. The Nazarene religion could also be used as a control mechanism for his diverse citizenry through the already well established system of bishops; which was dispersed throughout the empire.
In 313 C.E. Constantine issued the Edict of Milan and began returning previously confiscated property to the Nazarenes. In 325 C.E. Constantine summoned the bishops to the Council of Nicaea to deal with disunity among the bishops, and the church of Rome began with Constantine as the “Thirteenth Apostle”. Constantine began building churches and pushing for acceptance of the Nazarenes. The population began to convert in greater numbers in response to imperial approval. The imperial government began giving the Nazarenes preferential treatment over the majority pagans as part of a social engineering scheme that would turn the culture upside down in a short period of time.
Later in his reign, when the political timing was right, Constantine withdrew all financial support for the old temples that had supported Rome’s traditional culture for centuries and he began confiscating their wealth to finance his building programs. Nazarene essays and letters were collected by the bishops during the reign of Constantine and were compiled. A few were selected and edited, the rest that did not fit the narrative were destroyed. The Roman collection was joined together with selected Jewish scripture and declared factual and without error.
All the answers to the state of man were contained in the book. Only the priestly class was allowed to consult the book; who would then provide the answers to the people. There would be no questioning of the ecclesiastical authorities, no freedom of thought, all the correct answers would be provided. When Constantine’s son Constatnius II eventually became emperor; he closed all of the Roman temples and imposed the death penalty for holding or attending any traditional religious sacrifices. Later Emperor Theodosius I made Christianity the official Roman religion in 380 C.E.
The “one true way” now had the full might of the Roman Empire behind it. Purges against traditional religions and cultures of Europa and else where would continue through the ages until the renaissance. Ancient stories, which brought unity and meaning to ethnic Peoples, were mostly destroyed. While the surviving stories were allowed to be told in such a way as to make the old ethnic cultures appear primitive; in an effort to ensure that future generations would not yearn for the past. The void in the ethnic soul would be filled by the authority of the church, who controlled the condition of one’s soul in the next world.
Why is this important today you may ask? The religion of the Nazarene, made the mistake of not teaching its stories as mythological tales and poetry, which would have had great power in and of themselves as when the stories were told in the western mystery religions. But the “good news” had been taught for centuries as factual without the slightest error.
Theologians and historians, working in universities, discovered the truth about their religion. Universities, which had been founded to train theologians, had to find a new mission and they became secular humanists. The intellectuals of the church knew that their bedrock was on sand. From the time of Constantine, it had been a religion based on stories stolen from older religions and repackaged. It had been used as an agent of social control and change for political ends. “The man behind the curtain” had been exposed. Today the old leviathan is weakened in the west and new agents of social control have rushed in to fill the power vacuum; and they are just as persistent and dedicated to control as the church.
During the current “Wolf Age” many of the leaders of the Nazarene dominations are now educated non believers and personally believe in a “social gospel,” but will publicly parrot the tenants of their denomination in front of the less informed. They continue on in order to further the goal of a human universalism with a single culture that will, in the end, be used to feed the corporate leviathan who is the true master of the domain today. Jörmungand (YOUR-mun-gand) has circled middle earth. The pews of Europa are empty as their former occupants are now humanist, whose new religions are environmentalism and self-indulgence. The pews will soon be pulled out to make room for the newest imported foreign religion as Europa has lot her way.
The “greenies” or environmentalists loath the corporate serpent as it plunders the earth searching for gold, destroying Midgard in the process. But the “greenies” and social justice warriors are cultural Marxists from an unnatural world; who are manipulated to bring about the destruction of the remnant of traditional European cultures to the benefit of the serpent. Unlike the postmodern religion of environmentalism, the ethnic European religions are entwined in nature; including nature spirits and deities which are often interpreted as manifestations of nature herself. The self-aware man does not see himself above nature, who needs his protection, but in symbiosis with nature.
It is not unusual for even a follower of the Nazarene, if given the opportunity, to skip the pew and take to nature to fill the void his soul. To be whole in an artificial world, one must connect with the natural world to know who one truly is. Consider the words of French historian Dominique Venner:
“All medieval literature whether it be chansons de geste or the Arthurian Romances invariably explore the theme of the forest: a perilous world, refuge of spirits and fairies, hermits and dissidents, but also the place where the tormented soul of the knight is purified. I feel that very strongly. To me, going into the forest is far more than just a physical need, it is a spiritual necessity.”1
Rootless European males and those of the European diaspora, unconnected from nature and their culture, are being feminized to make the transmission to the newest order less violent and more likely successful. The traditional European family must be destroyed; therefore the media and educational orcs are hard at work.
Europa and the diaspora are being harried on all sides. In the midst of this chaos, the wolf of Islam has broken its chains and is unleashing havoc upon the earth. It will take warriors to break Fenrir’s jaws because the ravenous wolf only understands violence. We at the beginning of a new age of violence, the wolf age. One need only look to the words of the Voluspa:
“an axe age, a sword age
shields are riven
a wind age, a wolf age
before the world goes headlong.
No man will have
mercy on another”2
At this point one might be tempted to despair of the present and future. But one should not. The lot has been cast and the norns (fates) have woven the tapestry of our lives. To quote a common Cliché, “it is what it is.” The wolf age is an opportunity for us to prove ourselves worthy to be remembered. There is an awakening to the coming new age. Writer and lecturer Jack Donovan has produced slogans appropriate for the wolf age- “Violence is Golden” and the get it on “Start the World.” Mr. Donovan is inviting us to transform ourselves and embrace the change.
What should those who aspire to be warriors and fight for their culture and folk in the coming cycle of Ragnarök (Rag-na-rock) do? Naturally one must train one’s body and be physically fit. One must be competent in unarmed and armed combat. To be balanced, one should winnow the writings of Homer, Marcus Aurelius, and other classical writers. One must peruse the old poems of heroic literature, the sagas and the Eddas. And one must contemplate death. Yes death, because unlike new age interpretations of a warrior, a warrior is a death bringer- a life ender. Such a way of life is hazardous; therefore, one should accept the certitude that his days are measured before his birth. One must be ready to joyfully except his fate by singing his song of honor at his death, heralding his way into the next existence.
For an aspiring warrior to compose his death song, he must determine through study where he came from, who he is now and what will become of him when he is embraced by the goddess that rules the next world. It is the culture of the warrior that delineates the warrior from a soldier, for both are death dealers. One deals death for the state and the other as part of his tribal culture; his nobility is ensconced in his actions in the face of danger and his descendancy from the tribal gods.
The warrior’s honor and hamingja (HAM-ing-ya) are related to the warrior’s family; who are in this world and the neither world. Honor and hamingja (strength of self) go to the burial mound with the deceased to be claimed at a later time by a descendant. In other words we are our ancestors and not just in a DNA sense. This is why it is a European custom to name children after a beloved ancestor, to attract the ancestor’s hamingja and honor in the hope that it will attach itself to the new child and bring “luck;” which is not random selection. Luck is intimately related to ones’ hamingja.
Therefore our ancestors are always with us and can be a wellspring of strength. It has been a part of traditional European belief that warriors with a strong hamingja such as King Arthur or Holger Danske, will came back and defend their people when they are needed- through their descendants. In other words to be born again. Let one ponder the following words from the Havamal:
“Cattle die, | and kinsmen die,
And so one dies one’s self;
But a noble name | will never die,
If good renown one gets.
Cattle die, | and kinsmen die,
And so one dies one’s self;
One thing now | that never dies,
The fame of a dead man’s deeds.”3
One can see that by one’s accomplishments, one attains an aspect of immortality. Traditionally one’s name could vibrate through this world and echo through eternity, affecting the position of one’s family in this world and the next. Even thousands of years later, names such as: Achilles, Hector, Alexander, Spartacus, Hannibal, Arminius and Siegfried have great power to fascinate and inspire. None were perfect; all were daring with a sense of purpose and place. They transcended the ordinary.
As part of the preparation of composing a death song, one should spend time in the forest or similar natural environment and meditate on one’s transition to the next existence. How one envisions the transition to the next abode is not so important. As an example, this writer will condense and paraphrase from Viktor Rydberg’s Our Fathers’ Godsaga:
Upon one’s death one passes simultaneously to Hel and the grave. One’s actual ego moves to the underworld, but for a while one has an alter ego in the grave. In the underworld, Urd (URTH-r) who is the dis (DEES-ir) of fate is also the dis of death. Urd determines every human’s fortune, lifespan and even the hour of their death. Urd is the ruler of the underworld where she is called Hel. Urd jointly confers with her sisters Verdandi (VER-thand-i) and Skuld (SKULD). Additionally humans have a female guardian spirit called a fylgja (FELG-ya) or hamingja, who are Urd’s servants.
When a child comes into the world, Urd appoints the child a fylgja, who rises out of the underworld, flies over the western horizon, and glides across the sea to her ward in Midgard. The fylgja follows the child through life unseen, knows the child’s thoughts, whispers into his conscience, urges him on and warns him in his dreams. Every day thousands of fylgjas float over the water to Midgard and everyday thousands return to prepare their wards’ dwelling in the kingdom of bliss.
A fylgja does not leave her charge except shortly before his death, and she will later rejoin him in the kingdom of bliss. She will however abandon him if he becomes a nithing (NEETH-ing-r) and he will be a lost man. There are norns of life who are the dises that choose mothers for children, who wait before the threshold of mortal life to be born into the world. There are other norns who carry out Urd’s judgments of death and conduct dead souls to the underworld. Foremost among those norns are the Valkyries.
When a battle occurs, the Valkyries appear on horseback, fully armed with spears they use to identify the warriors who Odin (O-thin) or Freyja has selected for their hall. They convey the fallen to the underworld and from there to Bifrost to Asgard. To Midgard’s inhabitants that are not destined to die by the sword, Urd sends other servants whose form is dictated by the type of death. Children have their own norns who are motherly and kind. To those who die by disease come Leikn (LAYK-n) and beings from Niflhel (NIV-I-hehl), who resemble her. Those that die from other sicknesses are carried away by the corresponding spirit of disease.
In the beginning of the journey, the dead all walk a common path. The Hel-gate opens daily for legions of souls all destined for different fates. All must pass the same way. They come by foot and horse, accompanied by beautifully equipped Valkyries, by the gentle assistants of age, the kind of companions of children, and the blue-white Leikn, the somber spirit of disease. They all gather outside the eastern Hel-gate. When all who are expected on that day have come, the key Gilling (GIL-ing-r), turns in the lock and the gate groans on its hinges and opens wide for the dead to file in.
The path of the dead first winds westerly through deep and dark dales. At one point, a mile wide thorny heath must be crossed, so it is best that the family of the deceased provide the dead with sturdy Hel shoes to protect their feet along the journey. Everything such as clothes, weapons and jewelry remain in the grave, but everything in creation, including things made by man have an inner form and material that accompanies the dead to the underworld.
The procession of the dead reaches a river with rushing waters; whose eddies is full of sharp-edged iron. Foot wide strips of wood float across the water and there is no bridge. The strips remain steady under the feet of the merciful and convey them across the river, but the unmerciful cannot stand on the strips and will fall into the river forcing them to wade across in anguish.
On the other side of the river, light begins to shine and one is able to see green meadows through which the river called Gjoll (GYUHL) flows. There is a gold covered bridge called Gjallarbru (GYAL-ar-broo) spanning Gjoll. On the other side of Gjallarbru the path forks. The path to the north leads to Mimir’s (MEE-mere)kingdom and the one to the south leads to Urd’s well. The dead continue walking in complete silence to Urd’s well, where the judgement is to take place. The tongues of the dead are cold and stiff, their steps cannot be heard, and even the steps of the horses of the dead cannot be heard. The only sound is the resound beneath the hooves of the Valkyries’ horses as they cross the Gjallarbru.
When the dead arrive at the place of judgement, they sit on long rows of benches before the holy circle of judgement stones. The deceased take their seats next to their fylgjas, who will be waiting for them. The Aesir are the judges, with Odin in the high seat and the Aesir seated next to him. The dead listen to the court and receive their sentences in silence. Only those with the runes of speech are able to speak in their own defense. Those without the runes of speech are defended by their fylgjas, who rarely have to speak; as their presence alone is a favorable witness that the dead were not guilty of some unforgivable act. Outside the thing-stead, spirits of punishment await the condemned murders, oath breakers and abusers of the dead, ready to lead them to their doom in Nifelhel.
The dead should come well dressed to the place of judgement. Warriors should bring their weapons and armor. Women and children ought to bring ornaments they are fond of. Images of the objects that relatives and friends placed in the grave mound be a testimony that the dead received the respect and devotion of their survivors. The appearance of the dead, show the degree to which the living respect the law requiring reverence for the dead. Those without a family to prepare the dead for judgement should be prepared for by strangers who should step forward. Those who neglect the duties of the living toward the dead hasten the ruin of the world and aids evil against the gods.
The gods judge human error and weakness leniently; because, the gods have also erred. The thing-goers should expect a favorable sentence from the gods, if they went through life honestly, honorably, helpful and without fear of death- if they had reverence for the gods and temples, for family duties and the dead. Before they leave the thing-stead, whose who were declared worthy receive the “drink of strengths” from a golden aurochs horn engraved with a serpent, runes and images of herbs that grow in the meadows of the kingdom of bliss.
The “drink of strengths” is a liquid from the three wells that maintain Yggdrasil (EG-dras-il) and those that drink for the horn will feel the warmth of life, their tongues will loosen, they will gain strength and life force, they will forget their sorrows, but remember their beloved memories without remorse or pain. Those who have had the judgement of bliss leave the thing-stead accompanied by their fylgja on a joyous path through beautiful fields of flowers to a home that she has prepared for them in the green world of the gods. There they visit friends and relatives that have gone before them. After the warriors have finished visiting their kith and kin, they continue their journey to Asgard (AHS-garth-r), where they will be welcomed by their table companions in Valholl. Princes and heroes, who have died of disease, will also travel to Asgard; while those who have been condemned are escorted to Niflhel, where their sentence is carried out.4
Viktor Rydberg lived from 1828 to 1895 and is regarded as Sweden’s leading Romantic Poet. This is fitting for Odin is a god of inspiration and poetry. Odin’s poet Bragi would have been waiting with a horn of mead for Rydberg, when he arrived at the All-father’s table with a smile and rhyme. One should be inspired by Rydberg’s poetry and become a warrior poet, like the great Icelandic warrior Egill Skallagrímsson. Ethnic European religions were not religions of the book, but of the song, the heroic epic, the field and the forest. They were religions of ancestor and of nature- its majestic tragedy and triumph. An example of a death song that one should peruse would be that of Ragnar Lodbrok´s Death Song translated by Ben Waggoner and widely available on the internet.
One of this writer’s favorite bands is the Norwegian band Wardruna founded by Einar “Kvitrafn” Selvik in 2003. Kvitrafn’s project rejected modern instruments and themes; returning to a time of pre-Christian Scandinavian spirituality. One of the more interesting songs for this writer’s purpose is from the album Runaljod- Yggdrasil, the song is Helvegen (Path to Hel). Which much like Rydberg’s work paints a picture of the transition to the next existence. The hauntingly beautiful lyrics to Helvegen are translated into English are as follows:
“The path to Hel“
Who shall sing me, Into deathsleep sing me, When I on the path to Hel go, And this track I tread Is cold, so cold, so cold.
I sought the songs, I sent the songs. Then the deepest well Gave me tears so harsh From the Slain-father’s pledge.
I know everything, Odin, To whom you gave your eye.
Who shall sing me, Into deathsleep sing me, Whence I on the path to Hel go, And this track I tread Is cold, so cold, so cold.
Early or in the day’s end, The raven still knows if I fall.
Once you stand at the gate to Hel And when you have to tear free, I shall follow you Over Gjallarbrú with my song.
You will be free from the bonds that bind you, You are free from the bonds that bound you!
“Cattle die, Friends die, So, too, must you die. Though one thing Never dies; The fair fame one has earned.
Cattle die, Friends die, So, too, must you die. I know one, That never dies; Judgement of a dead man’s life.”
One of the most well-known European death songs is described by Ahmad Ibn Fadlan in his work Ibn Fadlan and the Russiyyah in which Fadlan describes witnessing the death song of a Viking slave girl at the funeral of her lord, just before she follows him into the afterlife. A scene which was later made famous in the film The 13th Warrior: The lyrics of the actual song recorded by Fadlan are as follows:
‘Behold, I see my father and my mother.’
‘Behold, I see all of my dead kindred, seated.’
‘Behold, I see my master, seated in Paradise.
Paradise is beautiful and verdant.
He is accompanied by his men and his maleslaves.
He summons me, so bring me to him.’”
In the song the girl is declaring that she could see her family and master awaiting her in the other word and they were calling her to them. She calls out boldly for the angel of death to pierce the veil between the worlds for her, so she could go home. If a slave girl looks death in the face and sings with courage, should we cower in fear and still call ourselves freemen. Let us boldly move forward and embrace the opportunities presented by the wolf age to prove ourselves worthy to be remembered. We know where we come from, we know the line of our people. We know who we are, we are trufolk. We know what we need to do. Let us sing our song loudly as we redden our swords for soon we shall soon cross the resounding bridge together, drink from the golden horn and abide with our kinsmen and the gods.
- Verner, Dominique (2005). The Shock of History. Arktos.
- Dronke, Ursla (1997). The Poetic Edda: Volume II: Mythological Poems. Oxford University Press. ISBN 0-19-811181-9.
- The Poetic Edda, by Henry Adams Bellows, , at sacred-texts.com
- Rydberg, Viktor (2003). Our Fathers’ Godsaga. I Universe, Inc.
Addendum: I wrote this essay before I started this blog and filed it away. I have revived it and made some modifications for publication. I want to state that I am not a historian, amateur or otherwise; but history is important as the past is the basis for our present situation. Everyone has their own interpretations of history based on their own life experiences.
Western civilization, where ever it is found, is under attack and not randomly. The current situation has the appearance of a controlled destruction of western culture and Europa, who is the heart of our culture. Our cultures will be fundamentally changed. This has been planned for a long time and I will briefly cover that in a later post.
The use of governmental policies to fundamentally change a culture has been done successfully before, as will be pointed out in the following essay. People today often feel empty, as if they are disconnected. This is natural because they are disconnected from their true roots. This blog post may upset some as anti-Christian. I am not against Christians. My immediate ancestors and family are Christian. My neighbors and some of my friends are Christian.
As time goes on, people out necessity will form alliances or tribes for protection and survival. Your tribe may contain folk who are Christian out expediency. As heathens, we must become someone who our people, regardless of religion, look to for direction, answers and leadership.I am opposed to fraud and against the deception of the folk for social control. When people discover the truth about a religion that dictates that it must be accepted as true, factual and without error completely on faith without facts; they might reject that religion when the truth becomes apparent. Unanchored by religion or traditional culture, the people become rootless. Once rootless they may look for meaning in other places.
Those places might be: “me first behavior,” cultural appropriation from other cultures (they will not lie to me), antisocial behaviors (I will disregard accepted culture), extreme environmentalism (people are the problem), social justice (the culture is wrong), humanism (the individual comes before the culture) or Islam (they have no regard for western culture). They may overreact and tirelessly work against the culture that birthed them; which in their subconscious mind betrayed them.
If someone chooses to follow the foreign Semitic demigod after examining the facts; I can live with that. After all it is a combination of and repackaging of the old mystery religions and Neo-Platonist philosophy under a central control. Its rites are not Semitic. My problem with the Nazarene/Galilean religion has been its traditional intolerance of all ethnic religions, and cultures, except to a lesser degree Judaism.
Regardless of what some may say, the leader of western Christendom is Pope Francis. The current Pope is more tolerant than previous Popes and appears to have embraced, humanism, environmentalism, Islam and a one world government with a global monoculture. What are the Pope’s actions saying about what he really believes about his religion? What does this say about the current state of Christendom to resist in the face of the soldiers of Allah? And from a secular perspective, will the next political election cycle turn this around in the United States? I do not think we will be able to vote our way out of this. Tribe up!