A Sinister Sport

Posted: July 30th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Alchemy, Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, David Myatt, Drecc, Dreccian, Generation Three, Heretical Texts, Iteration Three, Labyrinthos Mythologicus, Mundanes, National Socialism, Next Generation, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, paganism, Phase Three, Reichsfolk, Rounwytha, Satanic Heresy, Satanic Polemics, Sinister Japes, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition, Third Iteration | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on A Sinister Sport

.:.It’s still one of my favorite ONA sinister fictions. Over a decade ago, through one of my Old Guard liaisons, I had asked Anton Long to write for us Dreccs, something special that teaches the Essence of the Way of the Drecc. I was expecting AL’s familiar ideological writings, where he’d produce a few “Manuscripts” explaining the idea behind the Way of the Drecc and “teachings.” Instead, AL used his own youthful life’s experiences to create a fiction story, based on his exeatic youthful life. He named that story “A Sinister Sport,” and signed it off as Steven Brown, one of his old pseudonyms.

The story shows, via story model, the meaning of the ONA word “Exeatic,” as well as the practical side of the ONA phrase and term: “Presencing The Dark.” It is just the Essence. You take that Essence as a Drecc, a Niner, an ONA Initiate, and you put together your own Form.

There is an Essence, Essential… Fundamental elements/principles of Christianity. And then there are the Forms: Catholicism, Orthodoxism, Protestantism, Evangelism, and so on. And each of those Forms spawn new Forms.

There is the Essence of Dharma, which is the Fundamental body of principles. And then there are the Forms: Brahmanism, Hinduism, Jainism, Buddhism. And each of those Forms spawn new Forms: Theravada Buddhism, Mahayana Buddhism, Vajrayana Buddhism. And those Forms mix and merge with other forms: Taoism + Mahayana Buddhism = Chan Buddhism; Shintoism + Chan Buddhism = Zen Buddhism; Bon Po + Mahayana Buddhism = Tibetan Buddhism.

There is the Essence of Life, which are based on the Essential and Fundamental elements and principles of bio-organic life. And then there are the Forms: Fish, Amphibian, Reptile, Bird, Mammal. And those forms each spawn new Forms… Forms of Life, or Life Forms: sharks, frogs, snakes, crows, cats. The Forms carries and conveys the Essence you see? The Forms are like vehicles that carries the Essence. Hence: “Yana” as we call such in Buddhism. Yana meaning a “Wagon.” The Wagon carries the Essence. There are different styles and models of cars: some move faster than others, some have more horse power than others. Just like there are different styles and models of biological organisms. Each Lifeform is a vehicle which carries the Essence of Life into the Future.

Mother Nature allows Life to take on any Form it wishes. And during the Cambrian Explosion, Life did take on many bizarre Forms. She must allow that Freedom to take on any Form: because the most successful Forms continues Mother Nature. This is a principle of Nature, a Law of Nature, that the Essence be allowed to take on any Form it wishes. And that within the matrix and flow of Time, what Forms can adapt, evolve, Thrives. And it is in that Thriving, that ability to Thrive, that the Essence is carried into the Future to spawn new generations of Forms.

And so it also is with ONA. There is an Essence to the Sinister Tradition. And all of us in ONA may tweak, change, ONA as we wish. All of us may mix and merge ONA with whatever we wish. All of us may use the ONA, in whole or in part, to make our own Form of the Essence. There is no such thing as equality in Nature. And so, no two Forms of ONA are the same, have the same quality, orientation, goals, operations, etc. Most Forms we create will die away in time. Just like most life forms in the Earth’s past have died away. Only some – the few that can Thrive and Adapt – will spawn new Forms in the Future: in future generations.

By “Adaptation” what I mean in Reality [re: Realism] is that as each generation grows old and dies away, such old generation takes with them to their grave their world-views, world-orientations, political ideologies, opinions, emotions, hates, likes, interests, and so on. And each new generation comes into the world with their own set of interests, level of intelligence, mental capacity, world-views, world-models, opinions, etc. Therefore: if you or your organization cannot adapt to such change of generations: you or your organization will go extinct.

The old generation and their Old World is having a very hard time adapting to the change of generational environment. It is like Television did to radio. Like Automobiles did to Horse carts. In our new world, the internet is an integral aspect of our generation’s world and life. by the internet, via our smartphones, we can have access to the world body of information and data, socialize, buy shit, read books. Our generation doesn’t have to go to a library to borrow books. We don’t have to go to a bookstore to buy books. We don’t have to go to stores to buy shit. We don’t need to walk around to look for groups and friends to socialize with, because we can do so on the internet. We don’t need a church when we have access to spiritual stuff a google away.

And so, the old generation, and their old world stuff like libraries, churches, fraternal organizations [Masons, Elks, Odd Fellows], book stores, and so on are Forms that are dying, because they can’t adapt to the internet and our Digital Age.

Ten years ago, the old generation [X Generation] of mundane Satanists laughed at ONA for having a big presence on the internet. For using the internet to recruit and acquire new initiates. For using the internet, PDFs, blogs, to share ONA texts. They laughed at us and mocked us. Because those stupid hubriatic fucks are ignorant to the Natural Laws/Principles of TIME and EVOLUTION. They don’t know what evolution looks like when they stare at it in the face. And then, when ONA’s membership incrementally exploded: the same breed of hubris prone short-sighted mundanes cried and bitched. And the Leftists cry and bitch.

They are a stupid and ignorant breed of human being. They talk like they know shit. They say shit like: “nip it at the bud.” But they don’t know the Laws and Principles behind the phrases they say. Had they known: they would have nipped ONA at the bud decades ago. But they didn’t. Why not? Because they spent their time mocking and laughing and ignoring. It’s too late now. It’s hard to stop a moving train. There is Power in being over-looked, in being under-estimated. They leave you alone to brood and fester… and evolve.

Don’t be like those idiot mundanes. Learn to adapt to the Digital Age. Information must Flow. And if in the next decade, there comes new Forms of communication and information sharing: adapt and use those things to spawn your Forms. And do not stick with just one Form. Copy-cat Mother Nature: the Forms carry the Sinister Essence. Take what you need from ONA, and create as many Forms as you can. And be Fruitful and Multiply.

Anyways, here’s A Sinister Sport:

Leeds, 1973

It was nothing unusual, at least for Steve and his chosen three skinheads, to loiter in the sodium-lit night, on The Headrow or the streets around, waiting for some unwary mundane to pass them by to be followed to be relieved at knifepoint, or the threat of a kicking, of whatever money or possessions they carried or held. But it was for The Plumb, the young lad of slim physique and shaven head whose new swastika tattoo, on his forehead, still itched.

Plumb was a novice at this sporting game, and, knife ready, somewhat nervously waited for the test that would – that might – begin to make his name among Steve’s crew. It was not a long wait, that early evening of light drizzle where the slight warmth of late October had given way to the dreary coldness of November, and they – at Steve’s gesture – followed the middling aged suited briefcase holding man for only some yards when Plumb’s stiletto blade stuck him in the back. He groaned, slightly, before he fell, gasping – but they wasted no time on him, for only his money, his watch, any saleable goods mattered, and he was left there where the cold wet dirty pavement became a pillow for his face as they laughing scampered back to the safety of their den.

It was a single third floor room in a block of rented office rooms whose grimy small single un-openable window gave at least some view of the Infirmary across the street, and it was there, on the bare un-carpeted floor where thieved goods lay stockpiled almost to the ceiling, waiting, that they divvied up their share. Plumb got the cash, such as it was; and Steve and his crew the rest: a watch; a gold ring; the leather briefcase; perhaps a saleable newish wallet. But their value was incidental, purely incidental – at least that time.

Later, the darkness found them mischief-heading westerly, after a bevvy of beer had been downed at their favourite haunt where the relative wideness of Woodhouse Lane gave way to the narrower streets that northeasterly lay to sedately tumble down in terraced houses toward that tall-chimney of the quaintly-named “Leeds Corporation refuse destructor” on Meanwood Road, and where in a nearby house Steve spent the occasional night in the confines of a stuffy garret, with young shop-girl Lesley. He did not know then – and would not have cared even had he known – that centuries before, and only a gunshot away, Royalist forces had been bloodily defeated at the Battle of Meanwood Valley during his ancestors’ Civil War.

So, steadily but never furtively, they – buoyed by beer, youth, hate, and pride – made their way to serried terraces southwesterly between Woodhouse Moor and Burley Road. At Steve’s instigation, Plumb knocked on the door of a house, and it was not long before a skinny young man in black leather jacket, dirty T-shirt and jeans, opened it. Plumb punched him in the face, and he fell over backwards to where a discarded newspaper lay upon a lino floor near and steps led upward to dank, small, upper rooms.

“That’s for grassing, you cunt!” Plumb shouted as the skinny young man tried to get to his feet.

But Plumb pushed him down before kicking his head three times, and the young man was unconscious when Steve and his crew entered.

Steve threw a leaflet over the prostrate now bloodied body before they all left, laughing. On the leaflet – only a swastika, the letters CoC, and the words: “Violence purifies and makes the man.”

The stolen car took them recklessly fast out from the city of Leeds to near where the rocks of Almscliffe Crag rose beyond the Harrogate road and gave, in daylight, views toward the Vale of York. And it was there on the top of that rocky outcrop they assembled in that drizzle-filled darkness for Plumb to take his oath.

It was a simple oath – a personal pledge of loyalty to Steve, his comrades, his crew and their new Clockwork Orange Cult – and soon was over, so that they scampered, laughing, lustfully, satiated with feral life and memories of violence, down from their eerie to head back eastwards where Steve, as promised, had prepared for them a surprise.

The girls were waiting in that rented well-furnished well-cared-for Woodhouse terraced house above the fringe of Meanwood Ridge, and Mark, their pimp, greeted Steve – as the friend, and comrade, that he was – there where joss sticks perfumed the houseful-air and Slade’s Look Wot You Dun played loudly, beatingly, through speakers wired to some Hi-Fi system, recently liberated from some city-centre store.

There was some dancing then – or what passed for dancing – among the crew and the girls until they paired off to upstairs rooms leaving only Steve, Mark, and Ruth. Ruth the dark haired – older than the others, whose young son was in the so-called care of Social Services; Ruth the voluptuous, who sat, skimpily if fashionably dressed, waiting curled up on a sofa; waiting, for Steve her favoured lover to take her to her bed. But it was to be nearly an hour before her desire became fulfilled, and so she sat and watched him as he and Mark schemed, plotted, and dreamed.

At first, their talk was of Eastman, the non-family traitor who had betrayed a friend to the Police. Would that warning of the evening suffice?

“If not – ” Steve said harshly, and gestured death with his hand. They both knew that had Eastman been a part of their crew, or even if only the person he betrayed had been, then his fate of death would that night have been assured.

“Plumb? How’d he do tonight?” Mark asked.

“Good. He did well.”

“Useful?”

“Yep. I’m going to team him up with Phil at the Depot. He starts there Monday. He’ll be our runner. There’s a shipment due Friday.”

“Usual stuff?”

“Nope. Electrical goods, this time.”

“I’ll let Jamie know.” Jamie was their fence, a small rather portly middle-aged man of vast experience and canny if mournful countenance who had thrived in the rationing post-war years and who, though well-known to the Police, had never ever been to Court, for although his second-hand emporium in a back-street by the Wharf regularly received visits from The Plod, they never ever found anything suspicious, or stolen. Or, at least, that they could prove was stolen.

“Usual divvy?” Mark asked.

“Yep – but small bonus for Plumb.”

“Gesture?”

“Yep. He might even spend it here!” Steve laughed.

So they talked, laughed, planned, plotted, schemed, until at last Steve came to take her hand, leading her gently – almost lovingly – toward and into her room where they lay, naked, entwined for quite some time, gently touching, kissing, feeling the warmth, the soft human warmth, of each others’ bodies. It was for this – for such as this – that she almost loved him. Almost: had she not by the experience of her past stopped herself. And so they lay together, warmly warm, and silent, with only the distant sound of music below; the sounds of their lips touching; their breath breathing; and his fingers feeling her moist waiting wetness.

At first, he had seemed such a contradiction to her. But she no longer cared. It was his company and his body that she craved; even needed; and she would listen to him speak, for hours, in his almost accentless voice as he spoke of his plans, his visions, his passions, his theories, his interests and his hopes. Thus did she listen to him again later that night after their passions had flowed and flowed to ebb with the passing hours of their intimate, sexual, embrace.

“It’s the essence of the sinister, you see, ” he was saying to her as she lay naked, propped up on pillows in her bed, smoking one of her small cheroots while soft light from a bedside lamp bathed them and the glow of Dusk began to dully glow, as dark retreated beyond that window of their world.

“Experience. Going to, beyond, your limits. Transgressing laws, all limits. Learning. Exulting in life, and treating the mundanes as the idiots, the expendables, the resource, they are.”

Then, quite suddenly, his tone changed. “I’d like you to leave, here, this house,” he said. “And stay with me. We’ll get somewhere.”

“Don’t be daft!” she said in her broad Yorkshire accent, and slightly laughed.

“I mean it. I want you to get more involved. Assist me.”

“You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“Yep. Very.”

“But I don’t know anything about the Occult and Satanism.”

“You don’t have to. They’re just words. Words which obscure the essence. Useful – sometimes. But otherwise irrelevant. Like the current name my crew use – CoC. I’ll change it; maybe soon for something maybe permanent. It was only temporary, anyways, that outer name.”

She finished her cheroot, and lit another one, and he continued. “It’s essentially just a way of living. A way of life. It’s not really about rituals and all that crap that the mundanes think it’s about. It’s about us – individuals – excelling; enjoying. Taking risks. Changing ourselves. Evolving. Exulting. About creating a new way of life; freeing ourselves from the tyranny of laws; from the tyranny of the Police; of governments; of The State. Being ourselves.”

“And making money,” she laughed.

“Of course!”

“But -” she began to say.

“Mark agrees.”

“You what?”

“About you leaving here. He – and I – want you to take over running the girls.”

“So what’s he going to do, then?”

“He’s gonna open a new branch of our venture, in York.”

“I see.”

“Naturally, I’ll have some lads stay here to look out for the girls.”

“Naturally!” And she laughed again.

“What’d you say, then?”

Aroused, she said all that then needed to be said with her body, until satiated again, she lay beside him as, outside, the Sun rose into a strangely cloudless early Winter’s sky.

^^^

There was much that Steve wanted to do, and he had invited Plumb to join him for a drink in their favoured Pub in Woodhouse. Ruth was there, in the dimness of that traditional haunt, and Plumb could not help but ogle her breasts as he sat down beside Steve. But he knew better than to let his gaze linger or address her by name, and so he sat sipping his pint of beer.

“You’ve got someone interested, I hear?” Steve said to him.

“Yeah, mate of mine. Will.”

“Handy?”

“Shipley skins.”

“Enough said, then.”

“You wanna meet?”

“Yep, set it up. It’ll be a test.”

Plumb smiled. “Like mine?”

“Yep.” And both Steve and Ruth smiled. For she had come a long way in the two weeks since she and Steve had shared a house. That day of the test was a mournful if British one – for weather. For the wind was cold; the sky overcast and dull with cloud; and the slight persistent drizzle of that middle morning lent meaning to Julius Caesar’s long dead desire to live in far more sunnier healthier climes. Steve was there, with Plumb, and Will, the heavily- tattooed, waiting in the stolen car outside the shop. It was a kind of non-descript shop, selling jewellery, not quite in the city centre, and its décor and display seemed as if to say that its owner could not quite decide upon the intended clientèle. For there were some quite expensive items, among the rings and watches, and then some much cheaper tat while a middling assortment of second-hand items completed the rather mixed collection.

“Ready?” Steve asked Will, as the young skinhead of stocky build sat in the backseat of the car, clutching a sawn-off shotgun.

“Let’s go!” Steve said, and he and Will were swiftly out, masks on.

Steve pushed the one male customer aside, his right hand brandishing his revolver, while smashing displays with a hammer.

“Fill it!” Steve demanded of the customer, as Will thrust a small bag at him, and – obedient, like the trained mundane he was – he obeyed, stuffing it full of rings and watches. And then they were gone, outside, to where Plumb waited, ready and revving the car. Ruth’s old haunt claimed them, after the necessary change of outfits and cars, above the fringe of Meanwood Ridge, and Will and Plumb sat on a sofa in that well-incensed house while Steve inspected the haul.

“Good,” he said. Then, to Will: “You’ll get your cut in a couple of days, OK?”

“Yeah, sure,” Will said.

“You got a job?” Steve asked him.

“Nah, only thieving,” and he laughed, showing two teeth broken from fights.

“From now on, no freelancing, understand?” Steve said.

“Sure.”

“You do only the jobs we give you.”

“OK”

“Got some regular work, if you’re interested,” Steve said. “Right up your street.”

“Yeah?”

“Protecting our assets, here. Could be a rough, at times. Oh, yeah of course, you haven’t met them, have you,” Steve smiled. He called out, and, one by one, Ruth’s girls came in, all five of them.

^^^

Introductions over – as was his hour with the girl of his choice – Will was taken in a convoy of three crew cars amid the light of that day, such as that light was, to the rocks of Almscliffe Crag which rose beyond that Harrogate road and which gave, in better daylight, views toward the Vale of York. And it was there, on those topmost now rain-spattered rocks, that he gave his solemn pledge of loyalty to that crew.

“You’re family now,” Steve said. “Understand?”

“Sure.” And they all knew he meant it.

“We have some simple rules. First, we don’t betray our own,” Steve said to him. “Anyone who does is killed. No questions; no quarter; no delay. You’re in this for life, and if you ever show enmity towards us, your family, we’ll hunt you down and kill you.”

Steve paused for a moment before continuing. “Second, we all have equal shares of whatever we take or whatever our enterprises earn. No favouritism. Third, we care for our family. We respect them. We look after them; look out for them. We will risk our own lives for them, if required. All of them – women, children; they’re all our comrades. If you disrespect any member of our family, our kindred, you’ll suffer – you’ll be put on trial, before us, you’ll say your piece, and be judged and, if necessary, punished.

“Fourth, it’s the mundanes and us. Our folk, our kindred, our band of comrades, our family, against the mundanes. The mundanes and their property, all they have, are our resource. Fifth, the laws of the mundanes are irrelevant to us. The government, and especially the Police, are our enemy, servants of the mundanes – we expect no favour from them, no quarter, and we give them no favours, no quarter. Understand?”

“Sure,” Will said. And they all knew he meant it.

“Also, there’s only one leader, one chief. Currently, it’s me. You got a grievance, something to say, you come to me, say it to me to my face, in full earshot of others. We don’t ever talk about one of our brothers, one of sisters, behind their backs. If you’ve got a grievance against me, you face me with it, in full earshot of others.

“If you ever have a dispute with any member of our family, our crew, you bring it out into the open. If we can’t settle among ourselves, then you’ll settle it between the two of you, by a fair fight.

“If you don’t like my leadership, challenge me for it, openly. If necessary, we’ll settle the matter by a duel with deadly weapons. So, for leadership it’s a duel; for other disputes, a fair fight, in front of comrades.

“There’s no leaving your family. You’re part of us now for life; you’re our brother, for life. If you want to settle down with someone, or get married, she has to be either one of us, or become one of us. No exceptions. Same with our women-folk, our sisters – if they are serious about someone, wanting to settle down with them, maybe even get hitched, then he has to be either one of us, or become one of us. No exceptions. Same if you move away for some reason – you’re still family; still bound by your oath; our rules; and we may ask for your help, anytime; just as you can ask for our help, anytime.”

“And one last thing,” Steve said. “We have our own, small, tattoo. Our mark.” And he smiled, saying, “although I don’t know where you’re going to put it.”

Steve laughed, Will laughed; everyone laughed, for Will’s arms, hands and neck were already covered with tattoos.

^^^

S. Brown
ONA (Nexion One)
120 yf
Order of Nine Angles

A Sinister Sport
(PDF)

 

^^^

/Chloe


12 Year Follow Ups

Posted: July 24th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Alchemy, Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Church of Satan, David Myatt, Drecc, Dreccian, Far-Right, Generation Three, Howard Stanton Levey, Islam, Iteration Three, Journalism, Junk Journalism, Labyrinthos Mythologicus, Leftists, Liberals, Media Attention, Michael Aquino, Mundanes, National Socialism, neo-marxism, News, Next Generation, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, One Month, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, Phase Three, Satanic Heresy, Satanic Polemics, Sinister Japes, Temple of Set, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition, Third Iteration, Traditionalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on 12 Year Follow Ups

.:.Me and my old WSA friends back then had a lot of fun trolling people. Sinistar, over at his old Darkness Converges blog, made a post about shit that we got from the so-called “Satanic Community.” In that post – THIS POST – Sinistar quotes a younger version of me, when I was 12 years younger, back in 2009, responding to some dumbfuck. I had forgotten I ever wrote that response. It put a smile on my face. What I’ll do is quote the dumbfuck here, and then give a few follow ups on the certain topics the dumbfuck brought up, and then I’ll share a few insights that I have learned these past 12 years. The dumbfuck said this to me and my WSA friends back in 2009:

[Quote The Dumbfuck]

Put simply, this group is nothing but trouble. The internet equivalent of a street gang, its members do nothing but harass people of different philosophies or those who discover what they really are.

The situation with LeGivorden has degenerated into nought but name calling and baseless accusations. I can see why he refuses to dignify you with further responses: all you do is call him names and take things he has written out of context. The casual observer may wonder why. Suffice it to say that he found some content on their site inappropriate and confronted them on the subject. They’ve been enemies ever since. But 352 has not done the honourable thing and kept these discussions private. No, its members have decried him publicly, failing to even come up with legitimate arguments against him.

I once told a friend of mine from JoS to join MySatan because I felt like it was a great community to be a part of. He took my advice, but immediately upon joining he was faced with multiple 352 members attacking his beliefs and his character. He quit MySatan soon after because he was fed up with them.

I can quote more instances in which 352 has proven itself to be a group of ingrates who like nothing more than to defame fellow Satanists, but these are sufficient to make my point. 352 is a cancer which must be removed from the Satanic community. We have no reason to tolerate its members’ antics. If you find yourself in agreement with me, I advise you to remove them from your friends and stop communicating with them. Isolate them. Do not allow them any longer to have such a strong influence on MySatan. Hail Satan.

~DJT

[End Dumbfuck Quote]

Regarding LeGivorden

A long time ago, there was once a guy, young back then, a little older than me or so, who created for himself his own Satanic Church, which he called the Dark Church of Satan [DCoS]. His DCoS had its own blog and everything. The only problem with Legz [my affectionate nickname for him] back then was that he was illiterate where he even misspelled four letter words! And so, me and my WSA friends trolled the hell out of him and made fun of him all across cyberspace, especially at MySatan, which at that time was the largest social network for Satanists [circa 2000 members at its peek].

And so, in response to me and my WSA friends attacking and trolling him, Legz made a video on youtube! Which is still up on youtube. The following video is the actual one he made to me and my WSA friends:

The number one rule all Mundane Satanists fail at is: Never, ever, talk about yourself [your group, your brand, etc]. Other people must talk about you. And so in the old days, me and my friends would play games, troll, manipulate people on the internet to talk about our WSA and the ONA. Why? Why that rule?

If you were cool or popular in school, you’d know. Dorks talk about themselves. Just like nobodies in society must talk about themselves: because nobody else desires to talk about them. But in school, we talk about the cool and popular kids; and in society we talk about celebrities, politicians. And when I say “talk” I mean BOTH good talk and shit talking. The unremarkable are forgotten. The remarkable are remembered. Remarkable simple means: worth making remarks about [good and/or bad remarks].

The trick to that is that the human mind can only think of one thing at a time. And so when people make remarks about you, talk about you: you stay in the front of their mind/awareness. What’s that mean? It means you stay Relevant. A 352er from Mexico long ago told me these wise words: “Worry when they stop talking about us, because then we’ll know we have become irrelevant.”

The whole point to the ONA’s Labyrinthos Mythologicus – a maze of myths, legends, rumors, lies [told by us and others], gossip, folklore, and propaganda – is to keep people talking about ONA. And what those people say – good shit and negative shit, and misunderstood shit – adds to the Mythos of ONA. The Mythos of ONA is the mystique, the aura, of ONA. And that Mythos is what draws and attracts to ONA those who jive and vibe with said Mythos. Is the ONA nazi? Doesn’t matter: just talk about it. Does ONA sacrifice humans? Doesn’t matter: just talk about it.

But talk is cheap: because the people that talk about ONA – or anything – is cheap. You want big fish in the sea of gossip to talk about ONA. Big fish like acadummies [academics], journalists, etc. Why? Because those types reach a huger audience than any of us ever can. “Follow me and I will make you fishers of men,” Jesus once said. Jesus is the Bait, his words are the fish nets. To build a religion, a nation; to change the future: you need people. How do you catch those people? How do you fish for them? Jesus told you. Jesus doesn’t have to fucking talk about himself and he doesn’t have to ask people to join Christianity. You fucking talk about Jesus. You fucking cast his net! Same with Hitler, Muhammad, Karl Marx, blah blah blah. David Myatt and/or Anton Long is the Bait. His written texts is the fish net. All of us are the fishermen: but some of us have bigger boats than others. It’s the academics, journalists, and professionals that have the big boats who can reach a wider sea of audience. Many of those people will be curious about ONA. Many will google it. They like the mythos/mystique of ONA. They find the ONA Corpus. They initiate themselves. ONA grows. This is how it’s been for over a decade. ONA doesn’t have to talk about itself. It doesn’t have to ask people to join it.

Don’t ever talk about yourself or your group. Figure out ways to get others to do the talking. In the old days, we had to make sockpuppets to talk about WSA and ONA. And most of the time we used our sockpuppets to talk shit about WSA and ONA. Why? Because every mundane desires to be a hero. You make for them a paper dragon, a scare crow, and they will act like a knight in shining armor and attack it. Same shit the Leftists do: they make paper dragons out of White people, out of racism, anti-gayism, whatever. Then they attack those paper dragons like knights. And that charades turns the public/mundanes on: Punch & Judy act 101. We also had to pick arbitrary fights with random Satanists – Blackwood, Legz, et al – so they can attack us and talk shit about WSA and ONA. It’s called Publicity. Once you capture their attention, you need something to keep their attention: the writings. Hence the words is the fish net that catches the men: “Follow me and I will make you fishers of men.”

Last year, I accidently found Legz on youtube. He had disappeared for a decade offline. When I found him, I made amends and apologized for my past behavior and explained to him that it was all arbitrary. I had always felt bad for how I treated Legz back then. He accepted my apologies and we talked in private about what has happened the past decade in our respective lives. He asked me for some advice and so on about certain things. Legz has learned how to not only spell, but he’s written books! Currently Legz is the head of his own newly established Satanic group called the Satanic Thulian Society, which merges Satanism with National Socialism. He’s also a member of the National Socialist Movement [the same DM founded/led in the old days], and goes out to their rallies with guns and everything. I am happy how he turned out. I like White People who are proud of their own race and history/heritage. Legz is a cool guy. This is: Legz’s YouTube Channel.  And this is the website of the Satanic Thulian Society.

Regarding Groups

So, back in 2007ish-2010ish there existed on the internet the most populous Satanic social network at that time, called MySatan. It was a Ning.com website founded by a Satanist named Eric. MySatan was inspired by MySpace. So in MySatan, users could create their own groups. And so you had all of these Satanists create their own “Satanic Churches,” and “Satanic Orders.” And each guy who made such MySatan groups was the “High Priest” of their group, and such High Priests would teach their doctrines of Satanism [their own version/sect/spin/interpretation].

In those old days, our “WSA” was just three letters and three numbers that we used to simply designate our Clique of friends. That’s all it was. We had no satanic website like those MySatan satanists did. We had nothing they had. We just wanted to hang out together and have fun. Because like children and all high order animals: we learn from play and having fun. No creature in nature learns and becomes intelligent and wiser from studying doctrines and ideologies and teachings. Everything I know today, I learned from playing around and having fun… and from failing, trial and error.

And so, back then, all of those MySatan Satanic groups had some notion of a “Satanic Community,” and they began to come together and decree pretentiously that the WSA and ONA don’t belong in that Satanic Community of theirs, because we were bad and made Satanism look bad.

Where are you guys now? I’m still here. 352 is still here. ONA is still here. If 352 is a cancer, then your Satanic Community is terminally ill.

I was playing in a few Satanic forums back then. Trying to learn to figure out how to spread memes [mind viruses]. I eventually learned that you need two things in order to spread memes to another person: 1) Rapport & 2) Propinquity.

Rapport here means a fellowship, friendship, some kind of relationship, where you like the other person and the other person likes you in some kind of way. And so building a Rapport requires Social Skills. Social Skills is the number 1 thing I watch for in any Satanist in those forums: if they lack social skills, they are 100% guaranteed to fail in their endeavors.

Propinquity means physical proximity and also psychological proximity. Propinquity means that it’s easier for you to get a date with a girl who either works where you work, or she lives in your area, or you see her at house parties often: you are Familiar with each other. There exists a familiarity, a resonance of relatability with one another due to physical proximity or psychological proximity. Psychological proximity is like the saying: “Misery loves company.” People who are miserable share the feeling of misery in common, and so they can relate with each other psychologically.

Therefore, in order – for example – to spread Neo-Nazi memes [mind viruses] you first need an audience. That Audience is a group of people with whom you have cultivated a rapport, via your persona, personality, character, writings, whatever. The second thing you need is the Propinquity. In this case, in order to spread Neo-Nazi memes, Propinquity = 1) everyone must be White [all identify with the same Familiar race type], 2) there must exist – physically, rhetorically, ideologically, doctrinally, or mythically – a Common [perceived/believed] enemy; & 3) anything else with which you can cultivate in the audience shared feelings of Familiarity, Commonality. Such as shared strife, shared feelings of impending doom, etc.

The Rapport and Propinquity causes memes to jump from mind to mind faster and more intensely. When I figured these things out, I closed up the WSA and faded it away for a while, and began to test out what I had learned with ONA. And then, after a few years, it all made sense in my mind, because I see patterns and because I am a Buddhist.

The Buddha said to us: “All things are transitory and constantly change. All things are aggregate entities [made of parts]. Aggregate entities will in TIME dis-aggregate [fall apart].”

The pattern I saw was that those Satanic groups on MySatan, the ones once on MySpace, religious groups/churches, Neo-Nazi oriented groups, tagger crews, businesses, families, tribes, communities, cities [like Detroit], civilizations [like ancient Egypt], in TIME – in context to the factor of TIME – will fall apart and are destined to fail. Because all those things are composed of PEOPLE. And people come with human nature, human relationships, human interests. Those people change, they like each other one day, and hate each other the next; their interests change, their opinions and views change; they are alive one day, and dead the next; generations change. Groups will in TIME fail and fall apart. Where are all of those Satanic groups and hot shot high priests from MySpace and MySatan today? They are gone, as if they had never existed.

Conversely: no matter how many Christian sects and denominations come and go, the Bible will always exist to create new Christians, generation after generation. The Quran and its words will always exist to infiltrate the minds and hearts of every new generation of human beings born on this earth to make new Muslims. Even if Hitler or Marx are gone, their words and writings continue to create more Neo-Nazis and Communists.

And so, when I saw that Pattern and when I figured out that simple secret, I copy-catted David Myatt: I dedicated 100% of my mind and effort to not make groups – because all groups will in time fail and fall apart – but to instead create the ideas, views, concepts, memes, words: and I wrote non-stop, until today where I have written about 6000 pages of shit. Writing becomes an aeonic endeavor once you understand that people get old and die and new people grow up to become adults. Therefore, what views, beliefs, and opinions people today have of anything: they will take with them to their graves. Thus, to make your writing or words aeonic, you must consistently restate them, re-explain them, in different ways, to each new generation.

And so, as ONA initiates: don’t put so much effort into making groups and nexions. Because those things fall apart and die. All of those stupid idiots 12 years ago who hated ONA and talked shit about it and was a competitive bitch on MySatan and elsewhere: are gone. And if you do what they do – put your effort into making groups – you will get the same end results that they did. Learn from David Myatt and Anton Long instead. Learn also from people like Hitler and Marx and Jesus and Buddha: people who have died many years ago, but who still influence and inspire human beings today.

Put your efforts instead in your words, collect your intellectual property inside writings. If you understand the meaning of Time and the passing of human generations, then you’ll understand that the Game is: The Last Person Standing Has The Last Word. Why? Because everyone alive today will die of old age one day. And when they do, they will take all of their views, beliefs, opinions, likes, dislikes, emotions, with them to their grave. And if you can out-stand them, if you can outlast them: you have the last word. And your word influences and inspires that new/next generation of human beings.

Don’t pay any attention or mind to your contemporary generations. Pay mind to those yet-to-come. Groups fall apart for many reasons. They don’t last long. Ideas last forever: even after thousands of years, the ideas and words of ancient Greek philosophers still influences and inspired the whole of Western civilization. And during the course of those thousands of years: many countries, kings, queens, nations, sects, organizations, institutions, have gone extinct.

Ideas, words, and culture last forever. Brahmanist/Vedic culture in India is 5000 years-old. The USSR may have fallen and failed and gone extinct, but Russian people are still Russian and still practice Russian culture. Religion and Culture. Those two things transcend the tide of Time. They are also the two most powerful forces in our human arena of mortal existence. Those two things form and forge empires, civilizations, and cause us to make war and kill millions upon millions of human lives. There is nothing in our human mortal lives more powerful than Religion and Culture. Which is why the Left hate those two things and have worked tirelessly to get rid of them. They can’t compete with Religion and Culture.

And so anyways, 12 years later, I have learned that if you follow the example of failures: you will fail like them. And so if you want to succeed, you quite naturally follow the example of those people and things that are successful. Satanic groups come and go. All groups – dodo birds, giant sloths, dinosaurs – are aggregate entities, and so must in time dis-aggregate. All groups are destined to fall apart and fail. Once you understand that, it becomes easy to compete, to out-live and out-last competition. There is no “Satanic Community.” Because that “community” is made up of disorganized groups. And each group will in Time fall apart. The Church of Satan will in Time fall apart and fail. It’s destiny and the Law of Nature per the Buddha. The Temple of Set is dead. There is no Satanic Community. If ONA can out-live and out-last those stupid Satanic groups: ONA will own the future of Satanism and the Left Hand Path. And the simple formula for out-lasting those stupid Satanic groups is to do the whole opposite of what they do: don’t put too much energy into making groups. Don’t put too much energy into convincing and converting people alive today to be ONA. They will die and take their views and beliefs with them into the ground.

/Chloe

 

 

 

 


The Number Of Satan

Posted: July 22nd, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Drecc, Dreccian, Etymology, Generation Three, Iteration Three, Labyrinthos Mythologicus, Next Generation, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition, Third Iteration, Traditionalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on The Number Of Satan

.:.The number of “SATAN” is derived from something called “English Gematria,” where the 26 letters of the alphabet have each a numerical value:

A = 1
B = 2
C = 3
D = 4
E = 5
F = 6
G = 7
H = 8
I = 9
J = 10
K = 20
L = 30
M = 40
N = 50
O = 60
P = 70
Q = 80
R = 90
S = 100
T = 200
U = 300
V = 400
W = 500
X = 600
Y = 700
Z = 800

The English system of Gematria [one of many so-called systems of English Gematria] is actually very similar in design the ancient Greek and Arabic versions.

Thus, S+A+T+A+N = 100 + 1 + 200 + 1 + 50 = 352.

The 3 = w
The 5 = s
The 2 = a

The symbol of the WSA hides all three letters and numbers: the Trident is the 3/W. The Sickle of Saturn is the 5/S. And the bottom part of the sickle is a half formed number 2 and the upper half of a lowercase “a.” The Trident + Sickle actually represents the Dark Goddess Kali, as she holds both the Trident & Sickle in her hands, which she uses to slaughter people:

The Dark Goddess Kali reminds us of the ONA’s Dark Goddess Baphomet [both hold a severed head]:

Our Dark Goddess Baphomet is the Bloody Mother and Matron of Human Sacrifice, Culling, and Opfers. In the ONA Dark Tradition, Baphomet is the Mother and Bride of the Dark God Satan.

Baphomet’s Indo-Aryan counterpart – Kali – was once the Matron Goddess of the Thugees. The Thugees in the old days in India sacrificed humans to Kali by strangling them with a rope they wore.

The allegorical symbolism behind Satan and Baphomet are necessary for us: lest we become Leftist-Idealistic faggots and new age hipsters. The fact is that we are Human Beings, a biological animal. And like all animals: we KILL. In fact our species loves to kill our own kind: we love WAR. WAR has followed our species around the pathways of evolution, since before we were human. No creature on earth KILLS as many lives as we humans do. Not even viruses. Hundreds of millions of human lives died during the two World Wars. It’s beautiful to see so much death. Why? Because we hate Leftists and their stupid idealistic-utopianism. WAR forces even the most stupidest of us to see the Reality [re: Realism] of Human Nature: how Mother Nature has made us.

The allegorical symbolism of Satan and Baphomet also is necessary for us because they help us understand the full scope and scale of Nature. Nature isn’t always nice and kind. drought, tsunamis, earthquakes kill hundreds of thousands of lives. Disease and viruses kill millions. It teaches us to understand that Mother Nature – God, the Gods – is not lopsided where it is only good and nice. God is both the light and the dark:

The word “satan” as it was used by the ancient Hebrews, meant “One who plots against another,” and never actually meant a single entity or angel. And if you read your bible well and proper, you’ll see that time and time again, it is God who is the main plotter against Humanity and our human endeavors. He caused the Great Flood. He sowed confusion at the building of the Tower of Babel.

It’s easy to begin to learn to be a Satanist: you just study the bible and emulate God because he was the biggest Satan in the bible. For more about what Satanism is and how to become a Satanist, see this essay: Notes On Satanism. And if you are the type to be curious about where the word/name “satan” etymologically comes from, what are the origins of words/concepts like Yahweh, King David, King Solomon, Mount Zion, see this long essay: Note On The Paragon Self-Initiation Ritual.

/Chloe

 


House Guest

Posted: July 17th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Civil War, Current Affair, David Myatt, Far-Right, Leftists, Liberals, Monarchism, Mundanes, National Socialism, neo-marxism, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, racial equity, Reichsfolk, Satanic Heresy, Satanic Polemics, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition, Traditionalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on House Guest

.:.I believe that the universe and everything in it is Phenomenally Fractal in nature. I tried to explain this concept HERE. I use the word “fractal” and the term “Phenomenally Fractal” according to that linked explanation. And so a house and a nation are fractal patterns of each other, phenomenally speaking. Why so? Because both a house [the household] and the nation [its citizens] are in Reality [re: Realism] composed of Human Beings, and with such Human Beings comes Human Nature, Human Interactions, Human Relations, Social Skills [or lack thereof], etc.

The thing about a fractal pattern is that the small Pattern and the big Pattern are the same Pattern. It’s just a difference in magnitude, degree, and scale. And so, if it’s hard to understand the big pattern, you just have to understand the little pattern, and scale your understanding Up several magnitudes.

For example: as far as basic biological/organismic phenomena go, all biological organisms Fractally function in the same way, Fundamentally. And so, we observe or consider a bacterium. The bacterium must metabolize external stuff [eat shit], and it replicates itself to make more of its kind. Those are “phenomenal patterns,” which means that they are Patterns of Observable Phenomena. And such phenomenal patterns Repeat: we humans are one representation of that pattern repeating because in our scale and magnitude – we are huger in size and corporeal density/mass than one bacterium – we also eat shit and replicate. You can learn a lot by considering and studying Natural Phenomena and Fractal Phenomena.

Little Patterns

I have a 48ish year old skinhead friend named Brad [he’s from American Front]. He’s very addicted to meth. He’s been in and out of jails and prisons since he was 14. He’s a violent felon, a very violent one. The type with nothing to lose are often the most violent and deadly. If he’s not in prison: he’s homeless. Unfortunately, as a caring friend [meaning I think about his well-bring and welfare and safety], I believe he is better off in prison, because at least he has a roof over his head, food to eat, and it’s harder for him to get meth. One day, Brad came to me with some good news: he had found a room to live in. He said that an old friend of his named Dave let him stay in a trailer in the old friend’s yard for free! I thought that was awful nice of that old friend to let Brad live there for free! And that was all he told me about that situation. I’m the type of person who doesn’t ask questions or pry into people’s lives: if you don’t tell me shit, I don’t ask or question you. I’ve been acquainted with many Niners for many years, over the past 13 years: and I don’t know anything about any of them, not even their real names. I never ask; out of respect [meaning: I respect your privacy]. If you want me to know shit, you’d tell me.

Well, a year after Brad had lived with Dave, Brad got arrested and went back to prison for a few years. Brad called me from prison and asked me to do him an important favor. He asked me to go to Dave’s house, and make sure all of his computers and valuable belongings were locked inside his trailer, and to keep the keys, and to tell Dave not to let the Others fuck with his shit, or he’ll stab and kill people when he gets out. I gave Brad my Word that I’d do as he asked as soon as I get off the phone with him. I figured that Brad must have roommates or something. I didn’t ask who those Other people were. He didn’t tell me. So I drove myself to Dave’s house, which was/is in West Covina [this was when I lived in Southern Cali].

The house was a dump. There was trash and beer cans everywhere. Bike and car parts everywhere. Most of the bike parts belonged to Brad: he steals bikes and takes them apart and build his own bike out of the parts. He told me so. There were a lot of people there at the house. They all looked like meth addicts and homeless people. I saw a few used needles here and there. I suddenly realized what kind of house my friend Brad was living at: a Dope House, sometimes called a Crack House as well. I began to image and assume that this Dave guy was some OG gang member from the neighborhood. I thought so from the look of the others at that house. The guys told me Dave was inside and to just walk in. I was afraid to walk inside. The inside of the house smelled like urine. There was junk everywhere. Litter mixed with beer cans, beer bottles, clothes. People were sleeping on the sofa. The kitchen looked like nobody had cleaned it in years. Most of the people that live there were Mexicans. There was one black guy, a skinny white girl I recognized named Veronica. Veronica was the local parking lot prostitute who sucked random men off in their cars for $10 so she can by meth and lunch. I found Dave in the back. I was shocked to see what he looked like, and what kind of person he was. Nothing like I had imagined.

Dave was a 60-years-old white guy. He had grey and white hair. He wore a dirty white tee-shirt and shorts. He was chubby and had a big pot belly. His legs looked sickly, or diseased, with sores, and discoloration. He was drinking a beer and smoking marijuana. He kindly offered me a beer. I declined. Dave wasn’t a gang member of any kind. He was the total and absolute opposite. I stayed there, getting to know him. I was curious why he lived in that house and how things got so bad for him. He talked a lot and was opened about his life and situation.

Dave inherited that house from his dead mother. He once lived in that house with his older brother. But his older brother died of liver failure, from drinking too much. Dave had very bad diabetes which were affecting is legs. His legs are mostly numb, and the doctors told him that they will need to amputate them off if their condition doesn’t get better. Dave told me his liver is bad. He told me that he has no family, no children, nothing to live for. And so he is committing slow suicide by drinking himself to death. He doesn’t care anymore. He said he’s going to party until he dies. Dave is gay. His boyfriend, a 60-year-old meth addict, lives with him in the house.

But Dave believes himself to be a Christian. He reads the bible, but feels that he is no longer worthy to go to church. And so, being a Christian, he has compassion. He says he feels sorry – pity – for the homeless kids who are addicted to drugs and wants to help them out by giving them a place to crash [squat] during the night. In exchange for letting them stay in his house during the night, they give Dave and his boyfriend free meth. And during the day time, they all drink, do meth, and “party.” The house has been raided by the police and swat team twice, for all the drug use and drug dealing. Dave was very gentle and soft spoken in demeanor. He was a genuinely nice guy. Too nice for his own good and to his own detriment.

When my friend Brad got out of prison, I told him about the things Dave had told me. Brad says to me: “Dave’s cool, but he lets everybody fucking use him. He’s too nice. He can’t get himself to kick those fucking low lifes out of his fucking house. They trash the fucking place, call their friends over, they eat his shit, don’t clean up after themselves. I told Dave: ‘Dude, either kick them all out, or give me the authority to do it, cuz I will, cuz you’re letting them fucking abuse you man!’ And he gave me the authority to kick people out. So I’ve been kicking everyone out left and right, but they keep fucking coming back! He’s got no fucking backbone. It’s his fucking house!”

Conversely: when I was little, my big mom [auntie who adopted me] and my uncle-dad [her husband], owned a donut shop called Spudnuts. Spudnuts was a franchise owned by a Chinese-Khmer guy we call “Mr. Chiang.” My family and Mr. Chiang were friends. Mr. Chiang gave my aunt mom a donut store to have. At one time Mr. Chiang was a multimillionaire, getting rich from the franchise. Today – like so many Chinese-Khmer of his mercantile breed – Mr. Chiang has lost all his money, lost his wife and kids, his home, everything, due to gambling. He works in a casino now to pay his depts.

It’s a simple Game, so the Buddha tells us. The gods place your life’s desires in front of you, and says to you: “Everything you desire in your heart, has been placed before you. You have but to remain supremely focused and reach for it. BUT! We will allow the demon Mara to entice you with vices and distractions. If you fall victim to Mara: you lose everything.” It seems like a simple Game, but most people lose themselves in Mara.

Which is the old meaning of the tarot’s devil Card: the chains around the man and woman are loose. The man and woman can take them off at any time. But they can’t. They are addicted, crave [Tanha in Buddhism], attached to their distractions, addictions, vices, greeds, Loba. Thus, theirs is a self-imposed enslavement/engrossment. Such was the case of Mr. Chiang.

So, back when I was little, we had a donut shop. And we had a baker named Francisco. Francisco was a very light skinned Hispanic man, about 30 at the time. He spoke no English. He literally knew only a handful of words. I understand simple Spanish, and so I understood Francisco most of the time. Francisco was an illegal alien. He had come into America only a few years [at that time]. He was a new-comer, and had no family out here. Using hand gestures, very broken English, and with the regular customers as translators, Francisco told my big mom that in Mexico he used to bake donuts and pastries, and that he would like a job. And so my big mom gave him a job. That’s how our family met Francisco. He baked very good and fast.

After a few month of working for us, my uncle-dad had asked Francisco where he lived. We learned that Francisco was homeless and that he used what money we payed him to get motel rooms and buy food, and whatever money he had left over, he sent back to his parents back in Mexico who were too old to work, plus the little town they came from had no work. Francisco was in Nature and Ethos a descent person; an honourable and Loyal person. My uncle-dad and big mom felt sorry for Francisco. We had an extra room at our house. It was the secondary garage. Asians with big families have this odd habit of liking to convert their garages into spare bedrooms for their relatives. This is what it’s typically like when an Asian family is house shopping: Me: “Ooh, auntie, I found a nice house in your price range! It’s got 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms!” Auntie: “How many garage units does that house have?” Me: “Two.” Auntie: “That’s two extra rooms you know. We can fit your youngest uncle’s whole family in that house with us!”

And so, my uncle-dad and big mom talked to each other, and decided to let Francisco live with us, in that spare room. It was an insulated converted room. So it was comfortable to stay in. The garage door was always opened so Francisco can watch TV in the living room. And the kitchen was his to use to cook his Mexican food. If we had dinner, we’d call him to the dinner table to eat with us. When he made his food, he shared it with me and the others.

Francisco didn’t speak English, and so what conversations he had with my family was sparse and broken. But he tried to learn English and a few Khmer and Thai words. He was always respectful in how he talked and in how he carried himself around my family members who were older than him. And he gave my uncle-dad and big mom special gentle and friendly treatment. If there was anything they needed, Francisco would go do it. My uncle-dad and big mom only charged him $100 a month for the room, so he can have money to send to his elderly parents. He never caused any problems. He treated me and cousin-siblings kindly, like as if he were a big brother. If my grandma came to visit, or one of our elders came, Francisco learned to clasp his hands together to greet them, like we do, and he would respectfully and quietly, with head bowed, dismiss himself into his room.

But nobody is perfect. Francisco had a small problem: every Saturday and Sunday he was never home. During the weekend, he went out with his friends to drink and dance all night. And he spent all of his money he made in those two days. There were times when Francisco had to borrow money from my uncle-dad. It became a problem of Metta [Buddhism for Fellowship and Compassion or the Love and Affection Between Friends]. The problem was that Francisco was in this country to work in order to save money so he can send back to his parents, but he partied all weekend and spent all his whole paycheck. Rather than kick him out, my big mom – via a translator – made a deal with Francisco. She told him: “Instead of giving you your whole paycheck, what I will do is take out $100 from it for your rent, I will give you some spending money. And the rest of your paycheck, I will place inside a savings account for you, which you will not have access to. Every two months we will take that money out and I will watch you send that money to your parents. I am speaking to you as an older sister to a younger brother because I care.”

And so Francisco agreed to the deal and idea, and allowed my big mom to handle his money, and he treated my big mom as his own older sister. Francisco lived with us for a few years, until he found himself a wife, and they moved out together. When he got married and moved out, he was still our baker. And instead of my big mom taking care of his money, his wife did.

Big Patterns

And so, in the first example case, you have a caring, compassionate Christian man, who had a house, and out of pity, he allowed people to live in his house. And those people took over the house, they called their friends over, and they controlled the house, and Dave had no power or gut/heart to kick them all out. Dave’s home situation was fucked up. Dave was very Liberal. He was too nice, for his own good, and to his own detriment.

In the second example case, a house is owned by an Asian family [mine]. That Asian family has supremacy and hegemony in that house. It’s our house, we bought it. But we had an extra room, and we did not mind sharing that room with a non-family member, in fact we wanted to share it. And so a Mexican guy moved into the Asian House. That Mexican guy is not a family member. Not a share or stake holder in that House. Did not build that house. Did not help pay for that house. Therefore that Mexican guy is not an Equal, not a Peer to/of that Asian Family. The House is diverse in Ethnicities and Culture, but there is no such thing as equality in that house. The Mexican guy has no say or power in how the house is administered, he has not say or power in how the children should be raised, and so on. The official culture in the House was still Asian. The official language of the House was still Khmer and English. Nothing about the House was changed to accommodate the Mexican guy’s culture or language. Francisco was just a House Guest. The Asian Family desired for him to stay with them, and the Mexican guy was honourable and respectful, and Loyal to the owners of the House. Lastly the Owner to Guest Ratio was proper: the Asian Family was the Majority, and the Mexican guy, being one person was a small and manageable population.

In the bigger pattern of Nation-States, the West is today dominated by Daves. Leftists are not evil or bad people, if I may say so sans the political rhetoric. They are nice people. A little too nice for their own good, and to their own detriment. They let in all of these people. These other races, for an initial good and kind reason. It’s nice to give a shit about millions of people in other countries who are being killed by their own government, whose country is torn by civil war, and so on. But like Dave, Leftists let in way to may people and other ethnicities, who then call and bring their family and friends. And they come here and trash the country, and slowly turn the country into a third world nation. And like Dave, the Leftists find it very hard to kick such people out.

Conversely, you have the case of a country like Japan. Sure there are White people living in Japan, for decades even. But those White people are House Guests. Those White people are not equal to the race or ethnicity who Founded and Created the civilization and country of Japan. It’s not their fucking country. They have no say in how Japan should be run, in whether or not Japanese women can or can’t get abortions, on how the Japanese military should conduct itself, on how the Japanese economy should work, on how Japanese culture and traditions and religions should be canceled to make things equal so the White people feel better. They are guests, respectful guests, legally there, maybe even citizens, but Japan is not their Blood and Soil. And lastly, the White people in Japan are very small in populational number.

The way that my family see things, and the way that I was raised by them: we understand that America is not our country. White people made America. And so, from our perspective: it’s not our country. Therefore, we are House Guests. And as House Guests there is a right and proper way to act and behave, and a right and proper way to treat and interact with the Founding Race: with respect and with what we in Khmer call “Goun/Khoun” which means “Sacred Debt.”

Goun is hard to explain to a modern Westerner. When your mother gave birth to you: you owe her something big and special, because she gave you life. Thus, you are in her debt, and must pay that debt by taking care of her when she is old and elderly. That’s Goun. Goun also means that you understand a person has done you a favor, and so therefore, you are bound by Honour to return that favor when you are called upon: Mafia ethics. Goun also means that if or when you need a job to pay your bills and a person hires you: you “have Goun” for that person. Therefore you owe him not only your respect, but a debt or a favor in return. And so, out of respect for that person giving you a job which pays your house and feeds your family: you work hard and proper as an employee.

Goun also means, to place yourself Beneath another person. In English we say that we are “Under your debt.” Suggesting and implying that you are beneath or below or inferior or subordinate to the person who was kind enough to help you, feed you, clothe you, shelter you, took you in, and so on. And that the person you owe a debt to is above you. In other words, it’s also called Humbleness and Humility, which is the opposite of Hubris in practice. As my Grandmother says about White people and being in America: “We have Goun for them because they took us in, let us live her in peace, they nurtured us, and so in return for what they have done for us, we should not harm their people/race or cause their country to go bad [she means to be fucked up]. Because America is not our house. We are only guests.”

In ancient times, diversity existed, but under different conditions. One condition was that the ancient world was mostly monarchal in model. This basically means that when you are an ethnic group who has lost your home nation to drought or famine or whatever, and you migrate to a new land, you asked the king of that land for safe passage and for a place for your people to stay. And the king would say something like: “I will give your people that field there which you may till, but you will pay me taxes and a portion of what you grow, and when I have a war, you will give me your sons as soldiers.” And that was your debt you owed the king. Being a monarchy also means that as a people living as guests in a foreign kingdom: you obviously have no say or power in how that kingdom should be run and administered! And your people, being guests, are a small minority compared to the hegemonic race who adopted you or allowed you to live amongst them.

Being a minority back then is a good and necessary thing. It teaches you your place and allotment in life: you/we as a minority people are in total dependence upon the compassion of the king and his government and people. Your freedom and lives depends on the king and his government giving such things to you and your people. If you fuck shit up, that freedom and your life can be taken away. Diversity can exist, under certain conditions. But Diversity and Equality cannot exist together at the same time: or we have Natural Laws of struggle, rivalry, and competition come into play. As primates, and as animals, we humans are actually a territorial creature. We fight and struggle for territory and resources. The Majority owns the territory and resources, and if they have a surplus of such, they may share it with your minority guest people. As a minority people you are in debt to and dependent upon the hegemonic majority race/people.

Here in the West, like here in America, we are beginning to slowly understand that Democracy + Diversity + Equality – Honour – Debt – Hierarchy – Direction = Societal Collapse. Democracy here meaning: when the emotively whimsical Mass has the power to make decisions. People, especially from the third world, who come to America, no longer have any sense of Honour, Loyalty, or Duty. They come here for the free stuff, to out breed White people, and to ethnically struggle for dominance. Fractal patterns repeat, in degree, magnitude, and scale: what is happening right now in South Africa, will happen here in 25 years. For more on White Hegemony in America, see THIS ESSAY.

/Chloe

 

 

 

 


Loyalty

Posted: July 9th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: David Myatt, Drecc, Dreccian, Generation Three, Iteration Three, Monarchism, Mundanes, National Socialism, Next Generation, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, Phase Three, Reichsfolk, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition, Third Iteration, Traditionalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Loyalty

.:.There is no such thing as equality in Nature. We can repeat that natural fact all we want, but the average person is ignorant and stupid when it comes to the Nature, Ethos, and Quality of individual people, breeds of people, ethnic folks of people, and races of people. Does everyone have the Same work ethics?

I’m not fucking lazy when I work. Working for Chinese people is hell [my family is mostly ethnic Chinese]. And working for your own family who are Chinese is even harder than hell. 7 days a week. 10-11 hours a day. No breaks, You take a lunch whenever you can squeeze it in. No vacations. No fucking minimum wage: you get whatever is left over after the family shop’s bills are paid, after supplies have been bought, and after your family uses the money to pay the mortgage. I never once complained. Never called in sick. My friends asked me: “Why don’t you quit the family business and get a real job?” Because I’m Loyal: to my family. There is no such thing as equality in Nature. And so we each, as individual people, have our own Degree and Magnitude of work ethics. Therefore, unless you have the same Level of work ethics as I do: we aren’t Peers.

The same with Honour. There is no such thing as equality in Nature. A Traditional Brahminical Southeast Asian family is structured, hierarchal. Your Great Grandmother is the boss and matriarch of the entire family/clan. Under the Great Grandmother is your own grandmother. Under your grandmother is your own mother. In such a Traditional family, your grandmother has more authority than your father [if the father is an outsider]. An “outsider” is a person who marries into your family. Like you have a mother, and your mother has a sister who is your auntie, and that auntie married a man: that man your aunt married is an outsider, and he has no say in how you will be raised and in what culture you will be raised in, because he is not blood, not family. Your mother’s brothers are your Fathers in the family. If your grandmother has a son who is your father, and he married a woman who is your birth mother: she is an outsider, and your father’s sisters are your mothers, not the woman who gave birth to you.

If the Great Grandmother or your grandmother have judged that your birth parents do not have the proper requirements to raise you properly, they can dictate that your parents give you up to one of your aunts or uncles, who becomes your adopted parents. Which was what happened to me and a few of my other cousins. My birth mother had me when she was about 13, and being so young, she didn’t have the proper requirements to raise me right, and raise me inside the Traditional Culture. And so my late Great Grandmother, her daughter [my grand auntie], and my grandmother decided to give me to my birth mother’s eldest sister, who has raised me since I was born. I call my birth mother “little [underling/inferior] mom” and my auntie who is my adopted mother “big [superior] mom.” But why does everybody in the family put up with such rules, hierarchy, to the point where your elders can take your children away from you? Why not run away or move away? Why follow such rules and structure? Because of Loyalty and Honour. And so, not everybody has the same level of Honour. If you barely get along with your parents and siblings: you don’t have the same kind and level of Honour as I do, and so we aren’t Peers, we aren’t Equals.

The same with Loyalty. There is no such thing as equality in Nature. And so, not everybody has the same sense, kind, and level of Loyalty. Like Honour and Work Ethics: Loyalty is observable in your human behavour and way of life. Different individuals have different degrees and magnitudes of Loyalty. If your were in a street gang, and your gang leader told you to pull the trigger and kill someone: would you do it? If you were a soldier and your commander told you to kill an enemy soldier: would you do it? If you were a Muslim, and your religion told you to kill an infidel: would you do it?

Loyalty in Buddhism is a Dhamma. Dhamma [Pali] means Phenomenon. Like Nature has natural phenomena which can be observed. And the insights we get from such observation tells us about the Nature and Ethos of Nature. The same with Loyalty as a Dhamma. As a Dhamma, shit like Loyalty and Honour is observable in how you are being human. And the insights we get from observing such things tell us about your Nature and Ethos as a Breed of person.

There are certain breeds of human who lack any sense of Loyalty, and you can see it: they jump around from religion to religion, from god to god, from holy book to holy book. Never Loyal to any single religion, any single god, any single holy book. They discard their own ethnic culture and traditions. They cheat on their wives and husbands, on their boyfriends and girlfriends, lacking Loyalty/Commitment. They lack any real Loyalty to friends, their blood relations, their associates, their folk, their Culture, their Traditions, their Race.

Loyalty is hard. Because human nature and human behaviour and human relationships aren’t easy and smooth. You get into fights and arguments. And if the Bond of Loyalty is strong: after such fights, you revert back to being Loyal associates, Loyal Blood. Living in a big family, or living with friends, makes it so that sometimes you get on each other’s nerves. But we’re stuck with each other, through thick and thin, for better or for worse. The internet is interesting because it makes the world a small place, and you see or interact with the same people year after year. You get on each other’s nerves, get into arguments, but the Bonds of Loyalty never break for those of us with High Quality and High Level of Loyalty.

Loyalty is also hard because there is no such thing as equality in Nature: which also means that your friends and family members are not like you. My own sister is a Liberal and a Leftist and she strongly supports Critical Race Theory and believes that White people are inherently racist. My boy cousins [who are mostly Chinese in ethnicity] wants China to be the world superpower. I have a few Five Percenter Black Friends who are into the Black Power Movement. And so, in such cases, Loyalty trumps such differences. Loyalty in such cases is when you set such differences aside, and make it a rule to never talk about religion or politics with each other: because such topics are divisive. And you love each other, care for one another, despite such differences.

In the ancient world, the ancient Aryan ethnicities in the Aryavarta, understood this concept of Natural Inequality, that Uniqueness exists in nature and Humanity, and that human breeds and human individuals have unequal capacity for Intelligence, Philosophical understanding, Sagely Wisdom, Honour, Loyalty, Ethics, Strengths, Bravery, Craftiness, and so on. And so, in such ancient times, they structured their social order into a hierarchy. At the top were the humans with the most excellent Nature and Ethos of Sages. Below the Sages were the natural aristocracy who had high capacity for Honour and Loyalty. Below the aristocracy were the soldiers/warriors who were naturally brave and death defiant. Below the warriors were the clever and crafty merchants and tradesmen. And below them were the Common, the Mundane, the Average, the Anarya [Unaryan], who are a savage and ignorant breed of humans who lack high mental capacity, lack intelligence, lacked Honour, lacked Loyalty.

Today, such concept of hierarchy based on your level of intelligence, sagely wisdom, bravery, Honour, and Loyalty is alien to the typical Westerner. And so we vote and elect basal breeds of humans: Commoners, Mundanes, Anarya, into political offices of power, based on the promises they make and opinions they have… and our elected officials become corrupt, make themselves rich, and do as little as possible to make the machinery of the Nation work. It’s not such elected officials fault: it’s your fault because you voted them into power and you are the Anarya. This is what happens when you give the Common, unthinking mob of Underlings the power to make political, social, martial [war shit], economic, and religious decisions/matters. It’s lunacy.

Loyalty is the Defining Quality and Characteristic of an ONA initiate/associate. Did you know that? We forget sometimes don’t we:

The O9A Code of Kindred Honour

Those who are not our kindred brothers or sisters are mundanes. Those who are our brothers and sisters live by – and are prepared to die by – our unique code of honour.

Our Kindred-Honour means we are fiercely loyal to only our own ONA kind. Our Kindred-Honour means we are wary of, and do not trust – and often despise – all those who are not like us, especially mundanes.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to be ready, willing, and able to defend ourselves, in any situation, and to be prepared to use lethal force to so defend ourselves.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to be loyal to, and to defend, our own kind: to do our duty, even unto death, to those of our brothers and sisters to whom we have sworn a personal oath of loyalty.

Our obligation – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to seek revenge, if necessary unto death, against anyone who acts dishonourably toward us, or who acts dishonourably toward those to whom we have sworn a personal oath of loyalty.

Our obligation – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to never willingly submit to any mundane; to die fighting rather than surrender to them; to die rather (if necessary by our own hand) than allow ourselves to be dishonourably humiliated by them.

Our obligation – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to never trust any oath or any pledge of loyalty given, or any promise made, by any mundane, and to be wary and suspicious of them at all times.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to settle our serious disputes, among ourselves, by either trial by combat, or by a duel involving deadly weapons; and to challenge to a duel anyone – mundane, or one of our own kind – who impugns our kindred honour or who makes mundane accusations against us.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to settle our non-serious disputes, among ourselves, by having a man or woman from among us (a brother or sister who is highly esteemed because of their honourable deeds), arbitrate and decide the matter for us, and to accept without question, and to abide by, their decision, because of the respect we have accorded them as arbitrator

Our duty – as kindred individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to always keep our word to our own kind, once we have given our word on our kindred honour, for to break one’s word among our own kind is a cowardly, a mundane, act.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to act with kindred honour in all our dealings with our own kindred kind.

Our obligation – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – is to marry only those from our own kind, who thus, like us, live by our Code and are prepared to die to save their Kindred-Honour and that of their brothers and sisters.

Our duty – as individuals who live by the Code of Kindred-Honour – means that an oath of kindred loyalty or allegiance, once sworn by a man or woman of kindred honour (“I swear on my Kindred-Honour that I shall…”) can only be ended either: (1) by the man or woman of kindred honour formally asking the person to whom the oath was sworn to release them from that oath, and that person agreeing so to release them; or (2) by the death of the person to whom the oath was sworn. Anything else is unworthy of us, and the act of a mundane.

Many are called to ONA. The Mythos of ONA attracts a lot of people. It’s easy to get into ONA. There is no membership. You read the ONA Corpus, put the shit into practice in whole or in part. But Time is your Tester. Because in Time, as Time passes: the Breed of Human that you are becomes visible and observable. And if you are the Common Breed of Anarya: your lack of Loyalty will cause you to leave ONA, to find something new, and better. Like how your kind and breed play musical chairs with your gods, religions, culture, and shit: moving around, jumping around. Many are called, but few Chosen.


–David Myatt

 

/Chloe


Race War’s Abrewing

Posted: July 5th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Civil War, Far-Right, Islam, Journalism, Junk Journalism, Leftists, Liberals, Mundanes, National Socialism, neo-marxism, News, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, racial equity, Reichsfolk, Satanic Polemics, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Race War’s Abrewing

.:.So when you allow BLM negros to burn streets, cities, and police stations down, and rather than incriminate such BLM negros, you support and praise them, such negros will begin to feel empowered, knowing they can get away with anything and not get busted. Thus, such negros will become even more radical, because they know they can’t and won’t get into any trouble:

Of course, because Leftists are in power, a group of militant Black radicals, armed with rifles, chanting “Black Power,” aren’t considered racists or domestic terrorists. And of course, because Leftists are in power, a group of White people, armed with rifles, walking down streets screaming “White Power,” would be criminals, racists, and domestic terrorists, who would all quickly be jailed for federal offenses.

The Reality [re: Realism] of things is that we are Primates, that as Primates we are social/troop creatures who form primate groups [families, clans, communities, gangs, political parties, etc], and as primates: we are territorial. What’s that mean in simple English? It means that when you have different breeds of human primates occupying the same territory: you will have 1) Competition, 2) Rivalry, & 3) Fights to gain Control of the said territory.

And so, it makes sense, that during this period of America, when Blacks 1) know that their numbers are growing into the New Majority & 2) knowing that the Leftist Regime supports them, that these Blacks will militarize and desire to use force and violence against Whites to take control of as much of American society as possible. It’s just the Law of Nature. Diversity and Equality by Natural Law cannot co-exist together, or territorial conflict is inevitable. If you want Diversity, you cannot have equality [see the Vedic Aryan caste system]. If you want equality, you cannot have Diversity [see homogenous nations/cultures like Japan].

White people here in America have made a grave mistake, and their children and grand children will pay for their mistake. This is what happens when you are an idealist and you try to impose ideals and ideology [racial diversity + egalitarianism] on top of Natural Laws/Principles. Ideology – meaning our human invented abstract beliefs – can never displace or replace the Laws of Nature. There will be ethnic conflict/struggle for territory and power here in America. It’s how Mother Nature works/functions. As time passes, you will see more and more radical Black groups:

Human behavior is based on human nature, which in general is predictable. It’s predictable because human nature is instinctive, and human instinct is “reactive” or “reactionary,” meaning that we humans, and all biological organisms, React to Stimuli. In other words: the Stimulus influences the Reaction: fire to skin = react by pulling away from fire; see food = react by eating; long day at work = react by resting idly when home; thirsty = react by looking for water to drink; need money to pay bills = react by searching for work.

And so, unbeknownst to Leftist Journalist Clowns [like Hate Not Hope], when we see Whites become radical or extremist Nazis, that outer expression of them being Nazis is a symptom of a cause: a reaction to environmental stimuli. As a Buddhist, when we see a White person radicalize, we ask: Why? What is the Cause? There weren’t this many Neo-Nazi and Far-Rightists groups 10 years ago in Europe and the UK. I remember. So what happened in those 10 years? A number of things happened, but one big thing that happened was Angela Merkel and her lunatic Leftist-Liberal immigration policies. That’s the Stimulus. All people are born good and nice. Like all puppies are born good and nice. But when you back a nice dog into a corner, and it feels threatened, it will bark, behave aggressively, and try to fight back.

And so the same with humans. When you push White people into a corner with stupid open boarder immigration policies, and millions of Africans and Muslims invade and colonize Europe which then threatens native European cultures and social order: some Whites will react to that stimuli by becoming aggressive, radical, extremists, Neo-Nazis. And so, putting such far-right Whites into prisons only covers the symptoms: it does not get rid of the Cause. You can throw far-right White people in jail all you want: but as long as the cause is still present, that cause will continue to generate more far-right Whites. The Cause of the symptom is the Left and their policies/agendas. Get rid of the Cause and you get rid of the symptom.

The reason/cause for why Blacks are radicalizing into militant Black Nationalist movements is different. They are radicalizing because their stimuli is emboldenment brought by a Leftist Regime and their progressive/liberal agendas. Shit like this:

It is a Federal Offense to behave with these Blacks in the wrong, unsanctioned way now. They can play muck games with you, get you irrational and angry, you do or say something in that irrational state, and BAM: Federal Hate Crime [fake crime]. Shit like that, along with their ability to burn cities down and loot sans punishment, embolden them.

That plus how Nature works. In the biological animal world [we humans are animals] when two rival groups are fighting each other for territory and resource, before and during the fight, the two groups size each other up. That’s when you observe your rival and determine if you can fuck them up or not. Fight or Flight. And so, on a collective level, Black people are sizing up Whites. What do you think White people look like in the eyes of a Black man? You have to try to see this in an objective manner. The Media gives you clues.

In Black oriented media, such as music and its derived Hip Hop culture, Black men are tough, gansta, fuck bitches left and right, risk takers, violent, etc. And how does Leftist media condition White people to be? Like this:

It’s some fucking White guy who thinks he’s a girl and Korean. He got surgery to look Korean, and says he [or she, whatever] is “transracial.” Haven’t you realized that today there are a whole lot of fags and trannies? It wasn’t this bad 10 years ago. Now, they are everywhere. Even grade school kids are gay and transexual. It’s almost as if the Leftist Media is trying to make White people as gay and emasculated as possible. I’m not White, and I honestly feel embarrassed on your guys’ behalf. Don’t know guys understand that the Left is doing something to your race and people?

It’s as if, in the minds of the Leftists-Progressives, the only good White person is a fag. White faggots are the Darling Poster Child of the Left, because as a White faggot you aren’t racist, you can’t radicalize because you’re a fucking sissy, you’d rather wear a dress than buy guns, and you are a True Believer in the doctrine of Diversity. You are harmless, passive, docile: you’ve been emasculated. And if you act tough: they call you a White Supremacist.

White fags would rather put in the effort of fighting to be able to urinate in the girls bathroom, and compete in sports with girls, then buy guns and become violent. What else are White faggots good for? They think girls are gross and don’t make new/more White people. Do you see the difference? Black media conditions Black men to be macho, gansta, and sexually promiscuous, while Leftist Media conditions White males/boys/guys to be fags and trannies. So how do you think White people look in the eyes of a Black man, a militant, Black nationalist man? Like emasculated men.

Add to that the fact that the Leftist Regime in America and Capitalist Corporations no longer support White people [who are portrayed to be all inherently racists]: and you have an emboldened race of Black people. Bold enough to now become armed radical Black nationalists. Of course: you won’t see any of those Leftist Journalist websites bring up Black Power and Radial Black Nationalists. Just like they don’t deem the riots, arson, and looting by BLM to be radical, violent, extreme, racist, or domestic terrorism/mayhem, or even criminal. What do you think America will look like 20 years from now, if Whites continue to be emasculated, and Blacks continue to increase in population size and power?

/Chloe


Cargo Cult Negros

Posted: July 1st, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Civil War, Current Affair, Far-Right, ghetto, Leftists, Liberals, National Socialism, neo-marxism, News, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, racial equity, Reichsfolk, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Game, The Sinister Tradition, Traditionalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Cargo Cult Negros

 

.:.What’s a “Cargo Cult?” In this Leftist age of our modern Western society, it’s a thought crime and a social crime to even talk about cargo cults. But I’ll talk about Cargo Cults anyways, because I’m a Realist, and because it’ll help you understand the underdeveloped level/stage of consciousness of Black people and the simple/simplistic causal [this causes that] way they think in.

So back during World War 2, American airplanes began to use Papua New Guinea as a stopping point, where they landed their plains at a port. The native Negrito race of Papua New Guinea had never seen an airplane; specifically cargo planes that carried and transported shit [logistics]. Having a primitive mental capacity, the Papuan Negros did not understand what those airplanes were and what they were for. And so, to make sense of it all, the Papuan Negros began to invent myths and stories around the cargo planes they were seeing. Eventually a primitive religion developed, called the “Cargo Cult.”

The myth of the Cargo Cult basically is that the cargo planes come from heaven and were sent to the Papuan Negros to bring them shit, but that the crafty and bad White Man stole the planes and take the cargo for themselves. And so, the Papuan Negros built “temples” with effigies of airplanes made out of sticks and grass, and they do religious things to coerce their ancestors to take those planes from the White Man so they [the Papuans] can get the cargo. This short video is interesting:

People might disagree with me when I say that Negros have “primitive mental capacity” and that their level of consciousness is underdeveloped. As a Realist, I honestly refuse to believe that Black people – Negroids – are intelligent, that they have the same [equal] mental capacity as White Europeans and East Asians. Yes they can talk, they can do simple math, and shit. But what they are doing is mimicking intelligence they are exposed to. In the same way that parrots and crows will mimic human speech, and great apes will learn sign language from humans.

And so, even when you insert these Negroids [Africans] into modern Western society, they are still a race of primitively conscious people. And so, they still have that Cargo Cult weltanschauung, world-model, where they believe that someone [most often the White Man] owes them shit that they [the Negro] deserve:

Like I said in the previous post: Primal Human Nature is the driving essence, and everything else is rationalization and a game of charades. It is simply in the human nature of the Negro to have a Cargo Cult oriented mind and world-view. And so, when you give these Negros the power to make social/political decisions [power] they bring that Cargo Cult world-view with them, and start demanding “Reparations.” The human nature is the driving essence. All that shit about “Critical Race Theory” and shit about “Neo-Marxism” is the rationalization and game of charades. The game of charades influences their fellow Negros.

Therefore, all that fucking shit about “Black Lives Matter” and how Cops are mistreating Blacks is a False Pretense to eventually shake down the White Man of his Cargo [foodstamps, welfare, handouts, unemployment checks, social security Insurance, financial/economic equity [taking from the strong/rich and giving to the poor/victim/weak/oppressed], and reparations.

Where have we seen Blacks demand reparations before? Oh yes… South Africa. Once the Blacks of South Africa became free and got the power to vote, they became the Majority Voting block, gained power over Whites, and demanded [re: took] reparations:

History Repeats. Why? Because Realistically [re: Realism], the word “history” is an abstract noun, which speaks of nothing concrete. What we mean when we say “history” is that a collection/collective of humans did shit, acted, and that their/our collective actions gave birth to Fruit of Action [Vipaka in Theravada Buddhism], and the collective Fruit of our collective actions, in a past tense timeframe is what “history” actually is. And so therefore, history repeats, because we humans act and behave because of our primal human nature, and so we commit the same acts and behavioral patterns repeatedly. And so, what has “historically” happened in South Africa, will repeat and happen in America.

Negros here in America will demand reparations. Just like negros did in South Africa. And they will not stop there. When the Blacks took over the country in South Africa, they began to take more and more from Whites. Like land reparations, which is when the Black owned government of South Africa takes land from rich White land owners and give that land to Black people.

The history of South Africa will repeat here in America, because in about 20 years, by the year 2045, White people here in America will be the Minority Race, and Blacks+Browns will be the New Majority. In a democracy: the Majority have voting supremacy. And in a capitalist economy: the Majority owns most of the circulating/liquid assets/money, which means that as a Minority White people will be worthless because you can no longer make those corporate fatcats rich.

When you White people have been populationally Displaced by the New Majority: you White people will lose everything: your wealth, your power, your land, your country, your freedom [you will go to prison for fake crimes], and your lives [they will kill you]. How do we know this will happen? Because it has happened already in South Africa.

I encourage you to watch these two documentaries on South Africa, because what you will see in them will be your Future if you allow those Leftists to continue to have power and if you continue to stupidly believe in egalitarianism and that those Black people like your race:

 

I’m not talking about “Replacement Conspiracy.” I’m talking about real human nature and real demographics shifts in 20-30 years. I’m talking about Displacement: when you White people will be Displaced as the hegemonic Majority by another race in your own fucking country. Those Blacks and Brown races are an Invasive Species. What is incredible is that many people understand why invasive species are bad for an environment, but when it comes to human breeds and races you guys become stupid and silly.

/Chloe

 

 


Ambitious China

Posted: June 28th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Alchemy, Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Far-Right, Leftists, Liberals, neo-marxism, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, The Sinister Game, World War Three | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Ambitious China

.:.While we’re over here in America playing Patty-Cake with Black people, and while the Leftists aimlessly wander about politically: China has Direction; a Destiny, a Destination it wants or needs to go towards. China wants to dominate the world in 20 years.

20 years is a bad number for the West. In 20 years, if things don’t change in America, White people will be a minority race. That in turn means that the New Majority – Blacks and Browns – will be voting Left. Things will be like California, which is virtually a one party State [ruled by democrats/Leftists]. And the Left are neo-marxists: butt-buddies with China [Chinese money].

I’m a Unilateralist. America should be the world’s only Superpower. There is no room at the Apex of the World Order for China. What the West – America and Europe – need to do is get these fucking Leftist faggots out of power, and put in a President and Prime Ministers, who have the balls to pre-emptively engage in war with China, before those 20 years. Or the West is FUCKED.

I’m not the only one who knows that World War Three is inevitable. We just need another Pearl Harbor: Taiwan. China just needs to make their fateful/wyrdful move: invade Taiwan. At the end of the day, whether we are politicians or citizens, we are all governed by primal Human Nature, and Greed is an aspect of that Human Nature.

That Greed forces China to not be happy with what it has: it just needs Taiwan. That Greed will push the West to war with China, because we aren’t happy with what we have: we need to maintain global hegemony. Beyond that primal Human Nature: everything else is rationalization and a game of charades. The game of charades is to influence and manipulate mass public opinion.

/Chloe


Urban Decay

Posted: June 22nd, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Acausal Theory, Alchemy, Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, Current Affair, Leftists, Liberals, Mundanes, neo-marxism, News, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, Rounwytha, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Tradition | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Urban Decay

.:.I’ve been busy as of late. I was traveling everywhere around Oregon, to explore my new State. Now I’ve been traveling and having meetings on official business/work. It’s so weird/wyrd because way back in 2003, a very good professional psychic and friend of mine gave me a reading. I had asked my psychic friend what my future career will be. My psychic friend said she saw that my future career would involve traveling a lot, taking airplanes across the country, and giving speeches and talks to groups of people. That psychic prediction never made any real sense to me… but now, in 2021, in Oregon, that prediction has come true.

I travel by myself and my expenses [hotel room] are all paid for or reimbursed [gas/mileage + food]. Last week, I was instructed to spend a whole week up in Portland by my superiors.

I had been to Portland only a few times, only to go to the big Asian supermarkets to buy groceries with my family and V, but our stay in Portland at that time was limited to only supermarkets by the freeway, far away from the “core” [downtown] of Portland.

Last week, my stay in Portland took me deep into the area around the core of Portland for the first time. As you slowly enter the metropolitan area of Portland, you hit traffic, and the scenery becomes ugly. It all looked like Los Angeles. And when you get off the freeway to drive the surface streets, you see the homeless tents. It was shocking: those tents were everywhere.

When I wasn’t inside some building or facility or hotel on official duty, I was driving around Portland, exploring and looking for places to get some lunch or dinner. As you drive around you see these port-a-potties at random street corners. At first I was perplex by their random placements, on sidewalks, on the corner of neighborhoods. But I quickly learned that those port-a-potties were for the huge homeless population who lived in tents adjacent to those portable toilets. There was trash everywhere. It all looked run-down, dark, sickly. As if the city suffered from some kind of disease. As if the city was suffering from malnutrition or something. It all looked dumpy. Like Tijuana or some third world country. Portland was a big dump. Like LA is a big dump.

These big metropolitan cities in America are dying, sickly, diseased, and turning into dumps. Naturally, there are many factors that generate such decay and dilapidation of cities. One major cause are Leftists and their progressive utopian ideological idealism [re: un-Realism].

It’s gotten to the point where it’s no longer a real crime to steal shit. They’ve made it hard for the system to imprison third world ethnic criminals, and are now demanding that everyone reports racists and extremists – even their own family members – to the authorities.

Some guy in San Francisco recently casually stuffed a trash bag full of shit, inside a store, unmolested and just rode away on his bike.

 

From a Theravada Buddhist perspective, there always exists a “tug-of-war” or dialectics between Order and Disorder: between Aggregation and Dis-Aggregation, between Con-Struction and De-Struction. Between systemic/systematic functionality and systemic/systematic break-down.

Shram [the opposite of the word “Ashram”] is the challenging/adversarial force in Nature which is the constant force of Decay, or Destruction; what ONA calls “Satan.”

That force of decay works to erode Nature away. And as time passes, the weak parts of Nature fall apart and goes away, while others adapt and survive. In this way, there is constant Change in Nature, and we call that Change: evolutionary development.

We don’t ever stop to notice that Evolution/Change involves a lot of death, destruction, and annihilation. The dinosaurs are an example. Homo Erectus and Neanderthals are more examples. Your 10-year-old Self is annihilated, destroyed, gone. The you that you are right now will be annihilated, gone, in 20 years time. Everything that physically exists are pretty much like sand castles on the beach: that ocean and its tide always works to erode everything away. It’s just a matter of Time/Change.

This principle/dhamma of Natural Dialectics is fractal and applies to everything in the universe, including human language and human civilization. Everything must change. And the force of that change is the Adversarial Force of Nature itself which works to destroy things [Shiva].

By that principle, our civilization must also change: it is the Law of Nature. And so therefore, there must exist a force of adversity which slowly erodes our societies and cities [think of Detroit and the Roman Empire]. In our human societies, Law and Order – meaning the laws that we create, via Ideology and so on – is the Force of Order, and Human Nature is the opposing force of Dis-Order.

Raw, untamed, uncontrolled Human Nature is like a hammer or mallet. A hammer or mallet simply crushes and smashes things, such as rocks/stones.

Law and Order [social contracts] are like chalk lines an artist draws on stone. The chalk lines brings Order to the naturally destructive force of the hammer: and in that way, the artist is able to use the force of that hammer for Con-Structive ends: to make a sculpture in this case. Or to build a temple.

Creation in essence is intelligence and wisdom applied to destruction and annihilation: when intelligence influences and governs the force of annihilation. Like how the Sculptor uses his intelligence and wisdom to control, influence, the hammer’s destructive force: making a sculpture involves destructive intelligent design where much of the rock or stone is destroyed in a deliberate way.

A river may be destructive where that it erodes the earth around it: but with applied wisdom, that same river can irrigate farms or spin turbines for electricity. Creation is when you control the force of destruction with wisdom and intelligence, with a Noble Mind.

All human civilization – empires, kingdoms, nation-states, whatever – come into existence by this very concept: killing is an aspect of Raw Human Nature: an army is Creation, a Creative Force, Creative Intelligent Design, where that raw human nature force of killing is deliberately controlled, influenced, governed, regulated, by intelligence and wisdom towards – for a – Goal, Destiny, Purpose. And when the force of collective murder is used to annihilate an enemy army and people: you have Created an Empire. In Theravada Buddhism we call this concept [per the Buddha] “Kamma Kusala” which means “Constructive/Skilled Work/Building”:

Without Law and Order [secular or otherwise], without Destiny [dharma], without a Purpose & Meaning, that Raw Human Nature [the force of the hammer] is unrestrained, aimless, purposeless, meaningless, chaotic, disordered, and becomes the force of decay and decadence. And so, in that way, Traditional Religion and Traditional Culture are very important: because they are very important factors which disciplines the raw force of Human Nature.

And so, our current/modern Western Society has lost two things: 1) The Artisan [arya castes of noble and honorable people] who wisely controls the raw force of Human Nature & 2) Traditional Religion, Traditional Culture, Destiny, Purpose & Meaning. If these two things remain lost: our Western Civilization, especially our cities, will crumble in time to the Force of Change. It’s the Law of Nature. And if those Leftist-Idealists remain in power: those two things will remain lost.

/Chloe


Destiny & Dharma

Posted: June 5th, 2021 | Author: | Filed under: Acausal Theory, Alchemy, Anarcho-Nihilism, Anarchy, David Myatt, Drecc, Dreccian, Etymology, Far-Right, Heretical Texts, National Socialism, Nihilism, O9A, O9A Nine Angles, Occultism, Order of Nine Angles, Order of the Nine Angles, Reichsfolk, Satanic Heresy, The Sinister Dialectic, The Sinister Tradition, The Sinisterly Numinous Tradition | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Comments Off on Destiny & Dharma

.:.I was restudying some classical ONA texts, specifically re-reading letters Anton Long wrote to people back in 1991. There was one letter I stumbled upon that was interesting to re-read. It’s found in “Classic Texts Part 1.” For those of you who don’t have the ONA Classical Text Collection [they are PDF downloads]:

Classic Texts Part 1

Classic Texts Part 2

Classic Texts Part 3

Classic Texts Part 4

Classic Texts Part 5

Here’s a snapshot of the part of Anton Long’s letter I found interesting, written way back in 1991:

In that letter, AL talks about a concept and word used often in ONA which is “Destiny.” David Myatt uses that word “Destiny” as well in a very old essay, titled “Vindex The Destiny Of The West.” Incidentally, DM, in that said essay, also used the words “Vindex” and “The Magian,” which words/concepts that can be found in ONA Corpus.

Being raised in Khmer Brahmanism, I recognize that how AL uses that word “Destiny” in that snapshot, means the same thing as the Brahminical concept of “Dharma.”

AL explained that “Destiny” is a “potential” which is “latent within” and that each individual person has their own “Destiny” which must be dis-covered and then manifested/materialized. There is “potential energy,” and then that potential energy is: Expressed.

Destiny and Dharma – especially the way AL used that word – actually do mean the same thing:

So, the main sense of Destiny is: “That which has been firmly established.” And one of the old meanings of Destiny is “Purpose.” Meaning that your Purpose in life – your unique individual purpose as a human being – was firmly established already. Here are the meanings of Dharma:

Note that the third meaning of Dharma from the top is: “That which is established or firm.”

Dharma is the Law and Order of Nature, in other words it is the Rules/principles that governs the Natural Order. For example: 1) Let the Sun produce Heat & Light, 2) Let the plants use the Light to sustain and grow themselves, 3) Let the plants be foodstuff that sustains and nurtures animals. Those would be “rules” that “govern” how the Natural Order works. And so, those principles/laws/rules of Nature are firmly established. Thus, by the Laws of Nature, the Sun’s firmly established function in the Cosmic/Natural Order is to produce heat and light. And so making heat and light is the Sun’s Destiny/Dharma. The Destiny/Dharma of plants – their purpose, their fated/decreed purpose – is to use the light of the sun to sustain and grow themselves and to be food for animals. And so, so long as every member-unit of the Cosmic/Natural Order does or Expresses its Destiny/Dharma: the whole Cosmos or Natural Order works/functions properly. In Pali, Dharma is Dhamma, which retains the much older meaning of the Sanskrit word Dharma:

First note that the definition of Dhamma points you to the Greek Thronos and the Latin Derme [meaning treaty]. One of the main meanings of the word Dhamma is “Constitution.” A “Constitution” is a “Blue Print.”

In very ancient times, long before it ever became a spiritualized word, “Dharma” was the old word for an architect’s “Blue Print.” This was a dharma/dhamma:

It’s the thing the architect is drawing on. The architect draws designs, and those designs regulates how the building or temple is to be constructed, and the designs of the blue print becomes the Rule or Law or Regulation or Ordinance which the stone masons follow/obey.

And so in Buddhism, dhamma also means the Constitution of Nature, meaning the Blue Print or principles which regulates or governs Nature and how Nature works and behaves. Exactly like how the US Constitution is a set of ordinances and regulations [a blue print] which governs how America as a nation should function and behave.

And so your Destiny as an individual, and the Destiny of a Race or Nation or Civilization [such as the West] is the Blue Print, which has been firmly established by fate, which “dictates,” or “decrees” or “govern” your potential, your unique purpose, your wyrd, in the Natural Order and in the Greater Scheme of Things: the unique part you, a nation, or Civilization plays in such Greater Scheme [the mortal storyline of History’s fateful/wyrdful unfoldment].

For more detailed information about the Destiny/Dharma of Races and of Civilization, and to better understand the Destiny of the West, see the following essay: Caste & Hegemony.

/Chloe