PROPAGANDA OF THE DAY
The Western Rebirth is not for everybody
European Man’s genetic health, mental balance, vigor, and “fundamental values”, have degraded over time and are dysgenic, degenerate, glorifying decay and death and decadence. The number of people presently in the West seared with the ugly scars of decay is too overwhelming for any Western Rebirth to include everybody. Mother Nature knows nothing about “Including Everybody”, as she knows nothing about “Equality”. The law of Nature is difference and inequality, better and worse, deserving and undeserving, according to their ability to achieve Mother Nature’s purpose, the logic of which is present in her laws. Mother Nature does not offer just as valuable a place for the aspects that bring down the upward direction of Life as she offers to those that drive Life upward in accordance with her laws. “The fittest survive” was no mere slogan. “The meek shall inherit the Earth” was a boldfaced lie.
The rebirth—if one is possible—will be a rebirth of the Confident and Natural Elite, reasserting their superior values and rejecting every characteristic of the Degenerate Dark Age that the world’s Ethnic Europeans have allowed themselves to sink into. Allegiance to the vision and cause of the future beautiful world possible through upward breeding is and always has been the only allegiance capable of raising humanity out of the Dark Era and into a new Golden Age. The Perfection of the Blood. The Fulfillment of the Promise Held in Ancient European Blood.
The Abrahamic Anthropocentric Worldview is rotting the Ethnic European both inside and out, all while it is claiming to save him. That humanity is the center of all life—a special pet project of the creator of the universe separate from the rest of his creation—and that all humans are equal to each other, are the cracked and sinking bedrock foundation stones upon which the collapsing West has been built.
Humanity is a part of Nature not apart from Nature, can never step outside of her laws, and not every part of humanity is equal to every other part. The West has gone wrong in some such very simple ways, but over so long a period as to make us forget our natural orientation.
The Modern West is caught in a swamp of rot, at the end of a very long journey, driven downwards by a mass of dead weight hellbent on destroying everything above average, everything intelligent, everything that glorifies Life and Strength and Purity and Excellence. The Western World is facing a crisis it has never had to face on so great a scale.
The Rebirth is exactly what its name implies: the seeking of healthy seeds, and only healthy seeds; the healthiest, the isolation and distillation of orienting truths, the clearing of the land to allow for the planting, the creation of ideal nursery conditions that will allow the seeds to grow free from all the forces of dysgenic decay and degeneracy, the securing of strong boundaries between this new forest and the ruthlessly destructive world beyond it, and the uncompromising protection of the upward direction of the rebirth stock. Rotted seeds and rotted roots have propagated and been cultivated for too long for the Western Project to be merely tweaked or managed in a slightly different manner. What has been cultivated until now is a rotting forest in rotten swamp land, fed on rotten food, with growth encouraged in all the wrong directions, and the death of the entire existing forest is now all but ensured. Rejecting the dictates of Mother Nature is the guaranteed doom of any strand of life. Any healthy aspects are dragged down into the mud and destroyed by a mass of rot, if rot is allowed to propagate.
The efforts of the smart and the strong and the productive in our Degenerate Dark Age are re-purposed by The State by force of arms to fund and promote the wholesale breeding of the idiotic and the weak and the undeserving. The State must be replaced by “a new machine” with an allegiance to the cause of fulfilling the destiny of the universe. This is true in every Western country, and in every country on this planet.
If you imagine a forest in which a dozen unhealthy trees are grafted onto the trunk of every healthy tree, you will have a clear picture of the current state of affairs. If the seeds of the healthy trees are limited, and the unhealthy seeds planted and watered in abundance, the overwhelming of the entire system by the forces of decay is guaranteed.
For another clear example, imagine a company with the practice of hiring employees according to the rule that every new employee must be dumber than the last. The rapid burying of all quality and excellence would be predictable, obvious, and unavoidable.
The civilisation of The West has become a system that funds and cultivates its own destruction while glorifying that destruction as its highest value.
To put it in one man’s words, “we need a new machine”. To say it in another’s, we must live in harmony with the unbreakable Laws of Nature; mankind has been made strong through eternal struggle. And another’s, it is such a long road we’ve been walking on… in the wrong direction.
THE HARVEST MIX
Source: The General Social Survey, unz.com/anepigone/astrological-left
Western MALE FERTILITY DECLINE
Between 1973 and 2011, there was a 52.4% decline in sperm concentration, and a 59.3% decline in total sperm count in men from North America, Europe, Australia and New Zealand.
Declines were significant only in studies from North America, Europe, Australia and New Zealand. This assessment combined the results of 185 studies.
Source: Human Reproduction Update (Vol 23 Issue 6), ‘Temporal trends in sperm count: a systematic review and meta-regression analysis’, 2017,
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/28981654
My friends all know I’m interpersonal.
But long before I’m interpersonal
Away ‘way down inside I’m personal.
Just so before we’re international
We’re national and act as nationals.
What is an ‘internationalist’? A man who loves all nations as his own? No; but a fellow who loves only himself—and his lesser, his lower, his least valuable self at that; his dull amusements; his silly little hobbies—and who has discovered, in the empty phraseology of our decadent epoch, a marvellous excuse to live for nothing and to die for nobody. I am not—I never was—that!
True action, good and radiant action, my friends, does not spring from activity, from busy bustling, it does not spring from industrious hammering. It grows in the solitude of the mountains, it grows on the summits where silence and danger dwell. It grows out of the suffering which you have not yet learned to suffer.
FROM THE RED PILL FACT BOOK
Netherlands Non-White Crime
“Official statistics released by the Netherlands Government have revealed that non-whites in that country are 47 times more likely to be in jail than native Dutch, are 29.5 times more likely to appear in criminal courts, are 28.3 times more likely to face prosecution, and are 21.1 times more likely to be registered suspects with the police.”
“Furthermore, even these statistics may be distorted, because the official definition of a person with a Dutch migration background is a person with “at least one parent was born abroad.” That means that a nonwhite whose parents were born in the Netherlands is automatically considered to be someone with a Dutch background. This means that nonwhite crime is likely to be even higher than the official figures, as any crimes committed by these second generation nonwhites are counted under the “Dutch” category.”
Source: Centraal Bureau voor de Statistiek, ‘Migration background of persons in the criminal justice chain’, 2019,
https://www.cbs.nl/nl-nl/maatwerk/2019/10/migratieachtergrond-van-personen-in-de-strafrechtketen
http://newobserveronline.com/netherlands-nonwhite-crime-wave-invaders-47-times-more-likely-than-dutch-to-be-in-jail
WATCHING OF THE WEEK
POEMS OF THE WEEK
THE ARGUMENT
by William Blake
Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burdened air;
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
Once meek, and in a perilous path,
The just man kept his course along
The vale of death.
Roses are planted where thorns grow,
And on the barren heath
Sing the honey bees.
Then the perilous path was planted:
And a river and a spring
On every cliff and tomb;
And on the bleached bones
Red clay brought forth.
Till the villain left the paths of ease,
To walk in perilous paths, and drive
The just man into barren climes.
Now the sneaking serpent walks
In mild humility,
And the just man rages in the wilds
Where lions roam.
Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burdened air;
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
A SONG OF LIBERTY
by William Blake
1. The Eternal Female groaned! It was heard over all the Earth:
2. Albion’s coast is sick, silent; the American meadows faint!
3. Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean. France, rend down thy dungeon;
4. Golden Spain, burst the barriers of old Rome;
5. Cast thy keys, O Rome, into the deep, down falling, even to eternity down falling,
6. And weep!
7. In her trembling hands she took the new born terror howling;
8. On those infinite mountains of light, now barred out by the Atlantic sea, the new born fire stood before the starry king!
9. Flagged with grey browed snows and thunderous visages, the jealous wings waved over the deep.
10. The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield, forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurled the new born wonder through the starry night.
11. The fire, the fire is falling!
12. Look up! look up! O citizen of London, enlarge thy countenance! O Jew, leave counting gold! return to thy oil and wine; O African! black African! (go, winged thought, widen his forehead.)
13. The fiery limbs, the flaming hair, shot like the sinking sun into the western sea.
14. Waked from his eternal sleep, the hoary element roaring fled away;
15. Down rushed, beating his wings in vain, the jealous king; his grey browed councillors, thunderous warriors, curled veterans, among helms, and shields, and chariots, horses, elephants, banners, castles, slings and rocks,
16. Falling, rushing, ruining! buried in the ruins, on Urthona’s dens.
17. All night beneath the ruins; then, their sullen flames faded, emerge round the gloomy king.
18. With thunder and fire, leading his starry hosts through the waste wilderness, he promulgates his Ten Commands, glancing his beamy eyelids over the deep in dark dismay,
19. Where the son of fire in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her Golden breast,
20. Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying: ‘Empire is no more! and now the lion and wolf shall cease.’
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