“Now is the time to get serious about living your ideals. How long can you afford to put off who you really want to be? Your nobler self cannot wait any longer. Put your principles into practice – now. Stop the excuses and the procrastination. This is your life! You aren’t a child anymore. The sooner you set yourself to your spiritual program, the happier you will be. The longer you wait, the more you’ll be vulnerable to mediocrity and feel filled with shame and regret, because you know you are capable of better. From this instant on, vow to stop disappointing yourself. Separate yourself from the mob. Decide to be extraordinary and do what you need to do – now.”
Greetings Friends, We emerge from forest retreats and laboratories for correspondences and to update on projects and works. Those seeking deeper interaction with the Society should constantly refer to the Initiation and Membership publication for inspiration and heuristic initiatory works, advice and guidance. We apologize if we have missed any correspondences as we prepare for Winter Rituals and survival in the coming cold and darkness. Listen, you who fear the truth, because you want to sleep well at night. We will be introducing, from requests, some new methods to support, engage and contribute in the New Year.
We must redouble our efforts, training, research and rites in these occult wars. We must never yield to the misery, despondent victimhood of mundane and ordinary failed beings that cannot transcend their own circumstances.
WE must face the harsh truths of reality, of the fragile human experience, the monumental tasks of our life’s purpose that most are not even aware. Woe to those that hear the teachings, the methods and the truth but fall asleep and walk their life in a dream.
Heidegger used the term Thrownness (German: Geworfenheit) to describe humans’ individual existences as being ‘thrown’ (geworfen) into the world. Thus many find themselves, cast into this brutal chaos of existence with alienation from the present, exiled from the past, and careening into a relentless tyranny of future or potential hells of suffering. Such an experience has been exploited by the enemy, weaponized to maximum effect in complete full spectrum attack from DNA to worldview. They do not wish to simply kill you, but to make you want to kill yourself, or to kill off the humanity, the dignity, the heroic values that make a life worth living. Behold the patient energy, expense and incessant campaigns to destroy the Mind and Folk Soul of the West. The occult wars rage to demoralize, to fatigue and decimate the spirit. A wounded enemy is more costly than a dead soldier in war. The wounded waste resources, they spread disease, they drag down all around them.
Even, or maybe especially those that have an interest in esoterics often cannot overcome the intellectualization, the tedium, suburban, and boring occult orders and nonsense systems that have no direct experience. They are devoid of initiatic value with which to reinvigorate the Traditions and lore, to have this pioneer spirit, this awe and majesty at the Great Mystery. The potential of humanity towards a higher purpose is the constant target of a patient, sophisticated, archonic enemy; the dark forces that exploit these latent vulnerabilities and seek to destroy any notion, any memory, and expression of this sublime meaning of existence. The objective of the Enemy in the occult war is to prevent the option to live in a realm or reality where it is still possible to quest with that insatiable spirit of living fire and for the sunken Anthropos to rise again through the seven spheres to their inheritance of Godhood.
We live in a fairy tale realm like the tale of Goldilocks, not too hot, not too cold, where miracles of probability of life, the signatures of the Gods, of mysteries they have thought to extinguish by reason. We are not anti-science, a little sip of it might make one an atheist, but a full draught beckons into the divine mysteries, where coincidence, probability, encoded harmonies, of sublime truths are embedded in every aspect of this reality. The explanations, which are often given to refute such miraculous beholding of this world, often merely enhance the Mystery by providing mathematical anomalies and other such traces of absolute ineffable designs or again, the just-right perfection of everything to facilitate life, but where the earth and mankind himself seem to be the exact middle or micro, or mesocosmic center of the universe.
Thrown into this supreme mystery, with an unknown, obscured, occulted past with traces of lost civilizations, of legacy and heritage cultures that practiced high esoteric arts, in a world where all of these aggregate to produce genius, pleasures, sufferings, all accessed through the sensuality of being consciousness born into blood, nerves, bones and flesh.
Yet so many squander this brief, transient dream. Like someone who beholds a great beauty, some landscape, some song, some gourmet taste, some exquisite music, the appreciation can fade, dull, diminish over time. They become numb, jaded, bored and unimpressed as the lowest aspect of life preoccupies their existence. Like a ghetto or asphalt worldviews, or the type of ‘prison Asatru’ of trailer parks, it is just of the lowest, most base expression of our ancestors. It is subhuman, it is the spiritual mleccha, the unwashed, profane that cling to vulgarity and rottenness of being. Because they have no true love for truth and beauty, they have no real authentic energy or desire to sustain a quest or true work. They surrender to every distraction, impulse, excuse, inconvenience and obstacle and slowly become the servants of the Anti-Grail counter-initiation forces as psychic and spiritual vampires. From a Philosophick point of view, they were those who did not glimpse the Primordial Light.
Likewise, so many attempt correspondence and send their banal videos referencing pop occult figures, the Nazarene kabbalah, “The Matrix” or other such modernist filth as if we have the slightest interest in this garbage produced by the Enemy. They have turned our ancestral Gods alone into ‘comic books,’ and rotten everything to farce and entertainment. We are not interested in their pop occult mythos, their degenerate art, their subhuman and anti-Traditional agendas that weaponize every aspect of reality. We rebel against the ugly, putrid filth of the modern world with every alchemical act of Tradition, every radical act of beauty and True Humanity. Having these mainstream media, news, and entertainment is like having the Enemy embedded within the home, broadcasting spells against every aspect of your Being. Such artificial flickers have replaced the natural fires of the sacrificial fires to the Gods. The hearth and rites are neglected, the lore forgotten, the true purpose forgotten.
“Attach yourself to what is spiritually superior, regardless of what other people think or do. Hold to your true aspirations no matter what is going on around you.”
Neglect kills love, it kills friendship, it kills art, it kills the connexion to the Gods. But how does a True Human neglect what one loves? What one adores? They are irreconcilable expressions of Being. Too many have neglected Tradition, the Ancestral heritage, the highest apex of culture our ancients have created for the most banal, mediocrity with which they choose to spend their attention and kill time with their neglect. But to those who do not yearn for beauty, who do not long for expression of harmony, of the sacred truths emblazoned in the delicate detail of Nature and in the adept artists who presence the Muses. Again, they beheld not the Primordial Light and thus have no Memory of its beauty. Thus they do not truly love beauty, they do not have the Olympian fire of the heroes, the questing and longing to search out such luminous expressions veiled in this dross material realm.
We consider such apathy, such indifference, such low culture an act of Asebeia (ἀσέβεια): a criminal offense to the ancients defined as “desecration and mockery of divine objects”, for “irreverence towards the state gods” and disrespect towards dead ancestors. You who fail to presence the beautiful, the highest culture of our ancestors, who refuse to refine yourself to be worthy of such a numinous legacy are like degenerate heirs who let heirlooms rot and rust, the old mansion fall into ruin, and to become the end of one’s bloodline and lineage in some form of emasculated or neutered subhuman who squandered abundance for the most vulgar stimulation and entertainment. Let there be supreme art especially in any action, every indulgence, pleasure or pursuit of ecstasy but also in even the most menial task, the most humble of labors and basic details of life.
Within this vacuum of meaning and deprivation of the Master Narrative all sorts of pernicious and toxic notions arise and possess the masses. The real tragedy is written in the intervals between these world shaping events. Here are the windows of time that an individual is confronted with relative freedom, free will, and most are equipped with the basic resources and components to do almost anything. Yet most persist in being the most boring, mundane type of subhuman behavior. It is an insult to the animals to call them beasts, though they do participate in cravings and instincts to some degree. These become so habituated and disassociated from a true creative, engaging human experience as to be more machine-like than biological. Such failure to engage this dynamic experience of reality with an immediacy of life and death erodes one’s sense of being and decays their sentience into mere portals of impulses and programmed responses.
If the degenerates said that religion was the opiate of the masses, now, it is actual opiates that are used by the masses. It is the real pandemic of generations addicted, incremental suicides through these pharmaceutical poisons. Or actual bread and circus, recast in the technological stimulation of flickering screens and entrancement. It is an alienation from Nature that is complete, infernal and gives the ultimate simulation of friends or groups. Refined solitude is superior to mundane company, celibacy to a dull lover, fasting to inferior cuisine, death to slavery. Instead of developing deep traits of refined humanity, of strength, truth and beauty, the masses are directed to distinguish themselves in a manufactured counterculture, uniform rebellion of subhuman degenerates, the botched and bungled. These are the ones that have a slight glimmer of humanity left. Most have no empathy, no true compassion, as these can only arise nurtured with blood and spirit. Even those that had such emotions turn demonic in their egoistic pursuits and hubris born of a sense of entitlement. But they remain base, ignorant and rotten. Otherwise they become abstractions, signaled virtues at best, contrived, strategic agendas for exploiting and part of a parasitic process of either using or being used. Slowly they become so apathetic, “a lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern” which is one of the main sources of failure for those seeking the Grail in the lore. They fail to inquire of the wounded king, his condition, the source of the wound, how to heal it. They see the Grail and Lance and do not inquire of its purpose. They simply fall asleep and fail the ordeals and tests like the walking dead or waking sleepers that haunt this world like hungry ghosts.
One must revolt in every aspect of Being. One must transmute thought, word and action into a complete nobility, the aristocracy of spirit that honors the ancestors and future generations. Yet we do not speak from some false manners, some contrived politeness, the trappings of nouveau riche or salesman. One of modest or the lowest or base circumstances who transmutes themselves are infinitely superior to the rotten luxury of many high born who have squandered their right to be referred to as a gentleman, or to be held in any honor. Petty, weak tyrants who use the systems built by great men to bring all down to their miserable inhuman debasement, dignity of superior individuals do not degrade existence with ugliness, with cruelty, with inflicting suffering. These are the traits of the Enemy. They subvert, provoke, agitate, while offering the illusions of a type of freedom. Such shallow individuals cannot begin to fathom decades long plans and research that culminate in a lifetime of esoteric work towards true Mastery. This creates and condenses such energies, recalls such Memory as to withstand the entropic forces of the cosmos that seek to disintegrate and obliterate the individual and cast their essence into the outer eternal dark of the Abyss.
Yet no words can awaken those bathed in neglect, apathy, who drown in endless cycles in the depths of the waters Lethe. One cannot make another feel the awe of the sunrise, the thrill of sublime music, the majesty of a sculpture released from stone. It is impossible to make a vulgar mundane person feel the mystic exhilaration from a few words of a poem or of a myth, of the mere word Hyperborea inducing and invoking an ecstatic bubbling poetic vision at its mere thought. You cannot impart authentic reverence, devotion, though perhaps some will be inspired to higher means of passing this precious incarnation than the modernist poisons from those who have pledged ultimate war to everything Traditional and for which our ancestors created. They are not Arya (Sanskrit ārya; Pāli: ariya) which can be translated as “noble”, “not ordinary”, “valuable”, “precious”, “pure”, “rich”.
Generations of the mediocre and banal leave a vacuum for the degenerates to offer the constant low level stimulation that such reprobates experience as reality. Any authentic human emotions or reactions are then harvested into these distortions of reality, ranging from a numb, passive voyeurism to victimhood to facilitating the cancerous worldview through a type of possessed madness that proliferates misery like a diseased cell. Any true Human Being revolts at this absurdity, of the ugliness and mindless assault on aesthetics, from strip malls and urban sprawl to hideous art, weaponized films and literature raping the soul with soul crushing poisons presented as culture.
Even when such are provoked to a response, they proceed to masturbatory fantasies, excessively self-absorbed or self-indulgent expressions of their own perceived unique misery. It nearly always takes the same few forms in external manifestation, most of which are the basis of the manufactured counter-culture, youth and ‘art’ fads that are the most obnoxious symptoms of modernism, victimhood as identity, and a sadomasochistic love for feeling and expressing pain on their suicidal pursuit of annihilation and oblivion. Be, therefore, vigilant guards as to what enters the city of Nine Gates (The Nine Gates represents the male human body, with its nine openings, two eyes, two nostrils, two ears, the mouth, the anus, and the genital opening).
We are all dealt unique talents and faults, resources and deficiencies, strengths and weaknesses. Our nature and nurture take part in what the ancients understood as the karma of birth (or genetics, geography, culture, era, etc.) and the wyrd or fate or destiny that is the macrocosmic expression of this aggregated reality. The ultimatum of the eternal present distinguishes yourself in beautiful acts and competes in honorable deeds. “Every act of beauty is a revolt against the modern world.” This simple expression conceals a supreme esoteric truth, both in the method of resistance and the modus operandi of the Enemy. Their signature is on every ugly distortion, every new humiliation, every subversion of Tradition, in the reverse alchemy of turning the Golden to the most hideous dross. It is a parasitic worldview, but evil has no true purpose, no Great Work, it is just the senseless hatred of innocence, beauty, and the Golden Age Hyperborean spirit.
Some of the elites understood what was coming, and tried to alert through fiction the crisis of the situation. Orwell’s is prophetic in this articulation, or simply saw the logical conclusion of the forces subverting reality itself into the closest facsimile of hell as possible.
‘Do not imagine that you will save yourself, Winston, however completely you surrender to us. No one who has once gone astray is ever spared. And even if we chose to let you live out the natural term of your life, still you would never escape from us. What happens to you here is for ever. Understand that in advance. We shall crush you down to the point from which there is no coming back. Things will happen to you from which you could not recover, if you lived a thousand years. Never again will you be capable of ordinary human feeling. Everything will be dead inside you. Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship, or joy of living, or laughter, or curiosity, or courage, or integrity. You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.’ George Orwell – 1984
Such concise language demonstrates the precise targets of the occult wars. That which makes us human, noble, honorable. In short, they want more than to simply kill us, rather they wish to remake us into their own image. They want us to be the vehicles for their psycho-spiritual diseases, their mind virus possession that rottens the heart, deadens the soul and corrupts the mind. They want the very notion of any other Way erased, any hero destroyed, all beauty tarnished, all innocence violated. Every day wasted not in pursuit of the beautiful daughters of Memory is an affront to the Gods, to the Ancestors who died to bring us to this moment, this ultimate of destiny. It is a betrayal to our folk, to the ones who will remember us as ancestors.
Jedem das Seine is often improperly translated as “To Each His Own” but better is “To Each What They Are Due” or best is “To each what they deserve” meaning how you live your life is fitting for what outcomes, karmic effects are experienced. If we neglect health, our true purpose and grow old and miserable, then we have deserved such a rotten fate of squandered time. Just as the world’s masses have traded freedom, true life and purpose for degenerate modernism comforts and cheap flashing lights to endlessly distract themselves. All the wars, struggles, loves of ancestors to be reduced to such pointless waste of precious life. They die a thousand deaths of depression, despair and misery.
Waste no more time in your Quest. Seek the contributions, assistance and recruitment of worthy allies, join our anonymous Hyperborean Thiasos and the “atonement with such deeds, as benefit our knightly order. ‘There are things worse than death.’ Pure Blood, Pure Spirit, Pure Heart.
“The greatest madness a man can be guilty of in this life, is to let himself die outright, without being slain by any person whatever, or destroyed by any other weapon than the hands of melancholy”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote
Much have I suffered, labored long and hard by now
in the waves and wars. Add this to the total—bring the trial on!
Some profoundly misunderstand the lotus-eaters from an initiatory perspective, which is a person who spends their time indulging in pleasure and luxury rather than dealing with practical concerns. It is time to awake and shake off the illusions and fantasy and prepare for the wandering path back Home. So many have become decadent with the luxury, ease and stimulation of the degenerate world age that they cannot even conceive of doing any real Work, Labor or Tasks to completion. To those that have dissipated the illusions and understand how crucial every moment is in this precious incarnation, we welcome you as allies.
We wish to thank all for the support, correspondence, submissions, donations, patronage and interest. These are ‘interesting’ times, as the cohesive, lockstep measures are deployed rapidly around us. The ultimatums that are to be forced upon us are the attempts to checkmate our very core human, albeit limited, freewill. Freewill or predestination or biological determinism has long been such a philosophical debate (or seen as an illusion to reductionists of neurosciences). But here is where the abstractions melt away. Here is where you decide if you have free will to resist these agendas that seek to dominate you down to when you can leave your house, whom you can associate with, when and how you may worship, do business, down to your genetic code and body sovereignty. Such measures are calculated to decimate and demoralize any who remain steadfast in the initiatory understanding of life itself.
They have already, long ago, crossed the point of no return and all established norms will be rent asunder and torn apart at the seams. One must use this time to pursue true Mastery. Whereas these parasites and predators want complete control of others, but cannot control themselves, we must assert the control of the Magus over self of every thought, word and deed. Many are so hubris to think they will be Masters when they cannot control themselves for even a few minutes let alone the lifetime pursuit of the Art. This is why we stipulate to treat each day as if it is your last, each year the final one. We break the training into 100 days of intense, personal practice. For some, they do backbreaking labor, or lonely research for 20 hours a day, others are in hermitages engaged in alchemical experiments, or meditation. The best have blended all these together into protocols that allow them liberation from the parasites.
These summer months are times of Work, not vacations, not distractions. It is a time from spring to plant the seeds, for the summer to grow and mature and harvest in fall. This is the alchemical season, which concludes in rituals of the winter, enjoying the bounty of the year. Yet so many are so dissociated from Nature, from themselves that such results that come with true mastery will evade them like trying to grasp at shadows. One must sweat out the physical and spiritual poisons in the soil, one must exhaust the brain’s chatter with the sacred master’s works, one must pacify the restless intellect in the alchemical laboratory, and heal the body with the resulting medicines. Yet to have the freedom to pursue these tasks requires its own set of conditions that must be met. Indeed, even if most were given all they desired to know and to do, they could not handle it.
It is like a cheap crucible will not withhold the reactions of transmutation. It will shatter and burst, and likely injure all those around them. Like in all things, those that are the most superficial often gain the most attention as being ‘serious’ or true, but it’s all a lie to themselves most of all. They cannot hide from the truth of their failures, weakness and descent into madness and misery when they are alone. They who are lost and overcome in the shallow waters will never cross the deep abysmal waters between the realms. They will drown in the spinning eddies of hopeless swirling cycles of endless rebirths and tortures of their own dark waters.
To the anonymous, quiet students of the Art we give you support, love and honor. To those that diligently stick to their work despite all obstacles, intrusions, set backs, who let no excuse deter them from the Work no matter if it is family, illness, pain, finances or any other. We sincerely salute your efforts. You will be repaid in inner elixir that the dabblers, dilettantes, and triflers will never even glimpse. Thus our output on the digital side wanes during these hot months, as we pursue the Work and Tasks laid forth in the Initiation Monograph ourselves. These are lifetime pursuits. And though it may seem that the times will never allow such tranquility and peace for such engagements, we must work as if we have no time but prepare for the future as if we are immortals.
This means that we act with the knowledge of certain outcomes, just as the Gods understood the events of the twilight of this world age, the loss and tragedy. They fought as if victory was assured even if the occult knowledge told them otherwise. This is the only healthy, heroic worldview to take in the growing storm clouds of this coming chaos that will increase exponentially. One must be steadfast in all things, from the most trivial to the most sacred and essential. This is the only way to achieve true mastery, true integrity, True Humanity, which is the path of Immortals. But those that neglect their duty, their small but essential tasks, will never grow to larger ones. For in the end, there are really only Masters and slaves. But if you cannot master yourself, you will always be someone’s slave. If you cannot control that voice within that destroys your inner world, you will never have a genius as a servant.
We assure you, the enemy never misses their rituals, their training, they do not make excuses or complain, or feel sorry for themselves. If you can not meet and exceed their level of devotion, you have already lost and might as well resign to an eternity of slavery. It is the slavery of the body, of the mind, and of inferior beings in a dark heirarchy of enslavement, indentured to debts and bondages that can never be resolved. If you state you will do a thing and give your word and it is not accomplished, even if it is silent and to yourself of your own commitment, then you are a slave. This is why the master’s talk of the enlightenment as liberation, it is the escape from the tyranny of the uncontrolled self, which in turn demands a certain respect and empowerment from the universe itself, because Nature itself favors acts of will and strength.
All have the potential, yet so few can harness it and make it productive, stable and able to transmute. Otherwise it is dissipated, like a lightning rod that takes the flashes of brilliance and grounds them to nothing. Or like a surge, that burns the filament and destroys the light, its a waste again. Only those that can harness that soma-like ecstatic energy and potentiate it through the herbs, the elixirs, the rituals and power items of the theurgic art can shatter the limitations imposed by this material realm. Those that waste their own and others’ time should feel the gnawing anxiety in the pit of their gut, as the time to act drifts away and the ground itself will swallow them and their pathetic efforts. You must make your ancestors proud as the culmination of your lineage or become the rotting, latent mutation towards something worse than beasts. Honor your ancestors and the Gods by behaviors that are consistent with your divine heritage and pierce the poisons within that they may be rendered into purest ambrosia.
As the storm clouds gather, we intend to use all of the assaults and events as catalysts to deep and profound engagement in specific esoteric practices. These represent the supreme teachings of the Hyperborean Dharma, the Solar Buddha ( Mahāvairocana or Dainichi (lit. “Great Sun”) the supreme ancient Original Buddha, the primordial black sun of the infinite darkness, ‘the Absolute or Truth Body’ of the Dharmakaya of all Buddhas. Here we merge the Greater and Lesser Dharma with the way of the Gods, the ancestral expedient use of the skillful means of “merging Gods and Buddhas.”
Steiner understood this as Wotan and Buddha, and the scholars understand the deep Greco-Buddhist connections that have created and influenced central aspects of Dharmic sacred Art. The Buddha as Apollo, the heroes as Bodhisattva warriors and Dharma guardians are the source of the most sublime expressions of truth and beauty. We presence the ancestral shen-tao (the way of the Gods), within our karma and wyrd, our folk soul. Our mountain Gods and heroes, such as great grand All-Father Wotan, High, Wodanaz, Votan, Mahabrahma King of Heavens, the Sun behind the Sun, Dyēus Patēr, Skyfather Tsagan Evgen, The White Old Man, the Lord of Nature, God of longevity, herbs and medicine, magic, writing and war, whose consort is Mother Earth. Our mission and this lineage, like the truly powerful of the past, emerge from a crisis, one of identity to the very survival of the people and the Dharma and Way. We have spent the decades to the pure shamanic and Indo-European, the Scythian heritage Dharma in the remote temples of the steppes in the autonomous regions beyond China and Russia, where the gates of East and West converge, the threshold of the vajra and the hammer, the chambers of the North Wind in the Northern peaks.
In many ways this is the most dire, profound and existential threat to humanity that the world has ever faced. We must rise to this situation, and become so purified and imbued with the true, organic light of the primordial energy that to transgress us our calm abiding is to transgress the essence of life itself. We must become so pure of heart, sanctified in our authentic Being that to oppose us is to oppose the Gods and Buddhas themselves.
We seek to silently, anonymously, articulate, teach and facilitate a new Mastery, a modern Adept skilled in medicine and martial arts, in survivalism and philosophy, in the esoteric rites and artisan crafts, in the celestial alchemical agriculture and the regenerative permaculture farming. Nothing less than a true spiritual elite, of militant honor, refinement, and infused with real power and skills to truly presence compassion, healing and mercy tempered, protected and balanced with the insulating ability to defend it at all costs. Become extreme is skill, strength and health, radical in practice, commitment and training. Strive and push the limits of body and Mind to the goals of the Way, of the inner and outer elixirs and Supreme Awakening.
We are the center of the world, we are the axis mundi, the locus of divinities and Buddhas. The occult wars have sought to debase and demoralize, to exile one from attaining to realization in this very body, in this very lifetime to so dim a concept that to even have awareness of the Way is nearly a miracle in this Wolf’s Age. The solvents of psychic and spiritual warfare cannot erode the deep yearning and striving within, the profound gnosis of something Other they ridicule, mock, deny and scorn. To remove obstacles, veils, delusions and distractions reveals the adamantine nature of the Self as astral light cloaked or entombed in matter.
Our Guild is the exoteric and sustaining method of our self-reliance. It is through autonomy that we maintain our integrity. From this foundation we build the Hyperborean Research Society, the philosophical and alchemical research study group. We have moved to the next phase, of creating a Dharma lineage and Sangha, which is in dire need in this time of the global psychological operation towards a new normal of dystopian tyranny.
We exhort all those to practice the transmissions and teachings each day as if it was their last, with the focus that this year is a profound push and surge to awaken. We plan successive rites and fasts that culminate on Dec 8th and Dec 21st of this year in different cycles that correspond to our full-spectrum cultivation. We have posted information on our associate guild site, but will hopefully have an independent website for the Mountain Forest Dharma Sangha, for the peaks and woodlands are the true mandala of this realm, and a series of publications available rapidly.
We pour out our guild and master teachings for the esoteric ascetic mountain training, the sacred fire rites, purging the corpse-demons, the true mantra and mandala, the inner and outer alchemical elixirs, the parad mercury and Siddha precious pills, dark room training, and methods of the subtle body.
We have several Research Society Monographs coming soon on Greco-Buddhist and Orphic-Buddhist Studies, Hyperborean entheogens and the Gardens of Apollo, Pythagorean Dharmic Studies, and Hyperborean esoteric astrotheology. We thank you for your support, and please consider obtaining our elixirs for your radiant health and meditation. We work for the immanent Buddhahood and realization of the Pure Land.
The Sangha and Research groups prosper by the investment and energy that are given. We seek quality, serious individuals to contact to participate and assist in our mission. We thank all those who support us especially during this time and allow us to allocate special resources, time and commitments to such projects.
As we settle into the final 40 days of a severe fast, we launch a trilogy of manuscripts on the entheogenic mystery cults of the Indo-European and related alchemical Traditions. We discuss the occult wars and visionary plants, the botanical mysteries of the ancestors, initiatory skillful means of the Philosopher Shamans and more.
Bellum omnium contra omnes
As we brace ourselves for the war of all against all, we have taken every possible precaution within our means to preserve our Way of Life, our Traditions. This is beyond mere custom and culture, although in their authentic forms they represent this eternal wisdom, the perennial philosophy. We mean the ancestral narrative that is the guiding force and meaning of life itself. The philosophia perennis, the target of the anti- and counter- traditional forces. They have amassed an infernal army, a coalition of misfits, degenerates, mleccha rotting all traditional cultures, society and religion from within.
In the study of history are the Mysteries and paradoxes to ponder. For instance, the Freemasons built the Gothic Cathedrals yet pushed the secular degeneracy of the French Revolution. They founded this nation with the constitution, and yet have been behind the wars against Traditionalist enclaves the world over. We are not here to litigate these matters, but to discuss the need for putting aside these exoteric conflicts and to see what is really essential.
Our freedoms are based on the concept of God, even if we might disagree what this term implies and all of theological concerns. We know that the Christian tradition seems Judaic, but much of it is from the Greco-Roman heritage, Hermetic, Neo-Platonic, etc., more than the Old Testament Abrahamic roots. In this sense, there has always been a spiritual resistance within regimes of compulsory religion. There have been the gnostics, the esoteric Christians, the Sufi, that have resisted the God of tyrants and bankers, who push this narrative of debt, slavery and unatoneable sin. It was the ‘original sin’ of Genesis, now it is the sin of being born a certain race or creed, or because one had ancestors that refused to yield to tyranny.
Thus the Masters have always concealed themselves within these dominant religions and used their terms and language to express the perennial philosophy. Under the veneer of the saints are the philosopher adepts, under the church facades are pagan temples. We must put aside, at this point, so much of the grievances and history to understand these institutions represent Western Civilization. Just as our ancestors believed in these faiths because it was beaten into their ancestors, we do not discard them as simple fools, or idiots. They reimagined this faith of slaves and Germanized it, it is filtered through the lens of chivalry, of heroes, of crusaders.
We can sift history and try to find pure heroes, and they are few. Because real men must act in the real world, they have to reconcile the warring opposites within, and be pragmatic, practical, strategic. Rebellion now is not the vulgar shows of adolescent and modern culture that celebrate all of the rotten aspects of humanity. It is having children, becoming learned, disciplined, healthy in body and worldview. They believe in nothing, that this life is all there is. We, like the religious Traditions, have a shared concept of Immortality, of a higher purpose, and that there are things worse than death.
Our Master Teacher Solazaref is an example of this, as are all the Traditionalists like Guénon, etc. We must presence the Tradition within ourselves, but also be the heroic line in the sand that stands between the chaos and the sacred. Solazaref is beyond sects, cults, and is an esoteric adept, an alchemist, a Master. But he understood the infection so long ago, the Masonic secularization of society that breaks the concept of the sacred. Even the deist Masons of the constitution enshrined rights as inalienable, from God. The secular Bolshevik, Communist want to purge this notion, like in China when they murdered the Daoists, Buddhists, and continue today with Tibetan Buddhists, Falun Gong, Uighurs, etc. Thus, our teacher embraces the Traditional church as a mode of resistance. Solazaref is a Sedevacantist Catholic as it is an expression of Traditional French Village and Medieval life in exoteric practice, embracing the Virgin Mother as Our Lady, who is esoterically the Mother Goddess.
The Catholic Church, a usual adversary in various aspects of the Occult Wars, nevertheless represented a numinous expression of Westernized Tradition under the veneer of Christianity. It has been infiltrated, perverted and nearly ruined, yet some sects, the devoted Remnants, remote monasteries, the village Sedevancantists carry on the resistance. They are born of such heroics as the Vendee in France against the Freemasons, or in spiritual wars against the anti-Traditional revolutionaries in Russia, Portugal, Spain, and all over Latin America. With the forces amassing against us, we advise those following us to consider finding Traditionalist religious groups and joining them, from Sedevanstist Catholics, Orthodoxy, the Germanic Pietist groups in some areas, etc., to resist the forces that are amassing against us.
These are also chances for deep occult training, in creating a persona, in gaining insight, in forming relationships, strategies, community, subtle recruitment, and being able to compartmentalize and engage in the occult war from different modes. This is especially useful for those in remote areas, rural communities, but also more urban situations. Because the time for engagement is now, to be a force multiplier for a Traditional worldview, of a sacred meaning of life. It is training in composure, in a tactical mode of Being that can blend in and be useful for coalitions that defend Western cultures and values.
We will find much more in common with these types of people who raise families, work hard and value the Old Ways of their faith than in the social justice warriors that call themselves pagans, witches or heathens. Likewise the ghetto or prison-style heathens who have no manners, refinement and who push everything but family, land and Tradition are agents of chaos and degeneracy. We can and must dissimulate our Great Work in all aspects, even from our most intimate people. It is not a great leap to occult our entire being and crawl into the fox hole to fight a common enemy.
We see the tyrant progressives attacking the religious institutions first and foremost, which makes them our allies. Swell their ranks, protect their rights, stand with these men and women and their families. They are the first line of the attack, as are small businesses, as is anything that will remind the future generations of something else besides the government and technocratic authority. The enemy of our enemy is our friend. We do not need to wear our beliefs on our sleeve, or displayed like the superficial charlatans always do. We are confident and mature enough in the Way to assume any form that is needed to survive and thrive. Our presence is sincere, it is in solidarity to the notion of the Sacred, the Holy and the ancestors.
We abhor those degenerates who burn churches and preach their death music and discordant filth. The decadent neo-pagans and New Agers are the esoteric equivalent of a spiritual immune disease. The Gothic churches are alchemical sigils, hieroglyphs of the Great Work. Two of the most sacred have been nearly destroyed by Arson. Europe is flooded with the invasion, the great replacement. Those in power seek to do the same here, take away all means of defense, all hope and notion of the sacred. We must stand with any that cherish these no matter if they fly banners of the Cross or the Crescent. This is why so many of the Traditionalists became Sufi, because the level of infiltration was so deep, they started their own Tariqa. We must preserve and become warriors and band together, in creating our own esoteric groups as well as building relationships with Traditional religious Orders.
Our series on the Hyperborean Grail and Sub Rosa continue these discussions, as does our Membership and Initiation monograph. We must find the shared values, accept the wyrd of our ancestors and these faiths, and reconcile the numinous and the doctrine of militant honor as heroes and knights for Western values.
Any group, any membership or affiliation must have rights and privileges; this is the point of citizenship in the ancient world, though it is now a meaningless concept in the modern era, where illegal immigrants have superior rights and less penalties than the actual tax paying citizenry. This is the true evil of globalism, the destruction of nations, of culture, a spiritual and initiatory genocide of all Traditional societies and cultures. We hope to research and preserve as much of the Hyperborean, Indo-European esoteric lore and create and nurture a society to do so. We seek those that see the forces gathering to eradicate these traditions and that want to contribute to projects that see that they endure. But, like a nation that appreciates and honors its citizens, membership must be incentivized in a way that is mutually beneficial to both the individual and the group. Membership should likewise entail responsibility, commitments, but also a shared part of the outcomes, resources and abundances. It must be exclusive and merit-based or else there is no standard, no core purpose, no shared worldview or objectives that allows for cooperative projects.
The point of our Research Society is to gather those elite in their dedication to the Mysteries, the Alchemical Great Work and the science of immortality of the Indo-European traditions. The benefits are that one has access to alchemical medicines, unpublished manuscripts, the fellowship of those sharing a Weltanschauung and life time quest, and research resources. The latter is truly the focus of the outer research group, the acquisition and copying of ultra rare texts, and the subsequent distillation and exegesis of their contents. This is the chief expense, the procuring of the essential primary research materials and manuscripts. This is also the chief incentive to join our group, namely that unless one is extremely wealthy, many of the key texts, academic and primary, are starting at $500. We have vast archives to share as PDFs in large USB drives for Members as well. Due to the subject matter, certain texts are available only to vetted members. There are no Membership fees other than purchasing the Membership and Initiation monograph, which shall explain our worldview, our structure, and the exoteric and esoteric goals of our group. We do accept donations and support and conduct fundraising activities through special offerings in our guild affiliates for special projects which members should support through sharing such initiatives. It is imperative to engage in mutually beneficial works, to never be parasitic or exploitative, but to remain sustainable, self-funding and autonomous.
The MAGUS series from Magus Publishing has articulated the worldview of the Modern Adept, and it is the metasigil or manifesto and template towards a self-reliant, mountain dwelling Master that is skilled, stocked and remote for the deep seclusion and retreats. We have structured our life and kin domain as such that our costs are minimal, and we are as autonomous as possible in these modern times. We seek to define and presence a new Adept consciousness that is exoterically and esoterically refined, honed and proficient, from survival to the highest arts of the Muses, theurgy and the Great Work. We create the kin domains, fortified mountain compounds of mutual self preservation and research into the keys of Immortality. Mastery here is to have the freedom of one’s own time and space in this modern time to pursue and articulate such research for those devotedly pursuing the ancestral Memories. We create abundance and a living resource for the collected research of our inner circle. We thank you all for supporting the various publications that create the energy that inspires and drives us to produce more and work harder.
We will be featuring ‘want lists’ and acquisitions. There are some texts that we keep in our archives when copying is not an option for various reasons. Otherwise we may exhaustively submit a text to the Peers, who will all prepare a monograph from their study, at which time we collect them and edit them together for a dossier. Then the text is either sold or traded for other key works, as we are not book collectors but researchers. We keep a sizable core library and archives, much of which is accessible to senior members or those with specific research topics. In the past, we have been contacted by Universities and Scholars seeking a particular volume that we have managed to obtain exclusively (such as original translations of rare Persian sufi alchemical texts).
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We look forward to the beautiful works we can create and disseminate that articulate the noble, pure and honorable pagan worldview that is free from the extremes of degenerates and dilettantes. We hope to progress in producing multimedia articulations of the Mysteries free from the pop-occultism, kabbalistic distortions and appropriations that have infected the Western Tradition.
Join us together in a round table, an invisible college, a silent society, a think tank that competes in research and daring to find the fragments and Memories of our original Tradition. Let us join silently, anonymous, and singular in purpose producing initiatory content for our own beloved folk and kindred. At the core, we are hermits, pilgrims of the Sun, seeking the Organic Light of the Goddess. As a Cult of Memory we must Remember within the dream of death that we are Immortal. Ultimately we must all do the work alone, in the quiet solitude of the silent alchemy, but we give homage and respect to those master teachers who have left the maps, the markers and lamps along the way. Like the bee, we gather the nectar from many flowers and produce the sweet honey, the elixir against Death.
As our research into pagan themes, traditions or allegories in Classical music and art continues, we thought to present one of our favorites. Here we have Bellini’s masterpiece Casta Diva, the Chaste Goddess, from his bel canto Opera Norma. It is an invocation to the pure Lunar Goddess in a sacred Grove by the Druid High Priestess Norma, who council the war ready people of her tribe that they must be patient in engaging Rome. But as the opera is a tragic tale of love, loyalty, and honor against this context of invasion, war and oppression, the subjects mingle, and the invocation is as much for her people’s concerns for battle as it is for the war within her heart and the heart’s of those entangled in these sordid affairs.
The opera offers some fascinating insights into the perceptions of the Druids in the 19th century, as well as the insight into the human heart and love in the crucible of impending war and death. Norma is the High Priestess, she must be chaste, but she has broken her vow and with a Roman soldier no less. Having had a vision that the Druids would have victory and her lover would die, she councils against war, hoping to spare his life. This Roman, Pollione, has instead fallen in love with one of the virgin temple priestesses, Adalgisa. He later desecrates the Temple and is captured to be sacrificed to secure victory from the Gods. Norma again hopes to spare his life, asking him to renounce her rival and return to her, but he refuses. She confesses her betrayal of her oath to the Druids, her father the High Priest, and volunteers to take her unworthy lover’s place in the sacrificial fire. Pollione, so moved by this selfless act, falls in love with her in again now deeper and more profound at her nobility of spirit. The become immortals in the sacrificial pyre, as they both are engulfed in flames together.
The moments of splendor produced in these performances touch upon the ritual nature capable of being expressed in the Classical arts. The music and aura, the scenery is so theurgically harmonized as to constitute a real ritual invocation to the Goddess. The sublime nature of the tones, the inflection, and the deep yearning within from the chaos churning of love arising between loyalty and the heart, between the sacred and profane, all are transferred to the pure beseeching of the Goddess. We have the true human condition exposed, a love the destroys all but that immortalizes, that transcends the possessive, or conditional love. Norma is not the usual trope, but a complex embodiment of a lover, of a mother, of a priestess, as a leader. We see all these vulnerable sides as she navigates the intruding reality of cultures, of conflict, of rage and war. She is flooded with regret, bitterness, anger, homicidal rage, and yet she retains her nobility, her humanity, her love. It is a love so profound, that few could endure it. It is only in death that such love can be understood, as love as sacrifice, love as surrender, love as truly embracing the essence of the beloved, and preferring its survival and happiness above one’s own, or a selfish love that wishes evil if it is unrequited. A truly beautiful piece to contemplate in the rain of an mid-autumn night.
Casta Diva Italian Lyrics
Casta Diva, che inargenti
queste sacre antiche piante,
a noi volgi il bel sembiante
senza nube e senza vel…
Tempra, o Diva,
tempra tu de’ cori ardenti
tempra ancora lo zelo audace,
spargi in terra quella pace
che regnar tu fai nel ciel…
Casta Diva English Translation
Pure Goddess, whose silver covers
These sacred ancient plants,
we turn to your lovely face
unclouded and without veil…
Temper, oh Goddess,
the hardening of you ardent spirits
temper your bold zeal,
Scatter peace across the earth
Thou make reign in the sky…
For those who have sincerely studied the Masters, there can only be an increasing humility. The ‘meetings with remarkable men’ are both inspiring and humbling. A true Master is rare, and a species of refinement rarely encountered in the mundane world. Though you might meet them as dignified gentlemen or noble ladies of unknown means and refinement, they would never fully disclose their essence. Secretive to even their most intimates, they inhabit a world of the ineffable, and thus they remain in a natural silence. If one should be allowed to study with a living adept, then these qualities become even more impressive. There is a natural manner of Being that is noble, accomplished, and fiery, like a fusion of the elementals bristling against the confines of matter itself. There are no contrived displays of erudition, no ostentatious gestures, or obnoxious validations of any kind, but an abiding benevolence that comingles with the fierceness of one who can ride a tiger. They hide in the world, concealed, secret, eremitic as the mystic anchorites of silence.
Such a one will either inspire or create a type of malignant jealousy, envy or depression. It is like the anti-Grail magician Klingsor who grows bitter because he is not worthy. Rather than doing the self-work and purification to be noble, of becoming a servant of the Grail in aiding others in the quest, he is jealous, rotten, disfigured by his own shortcomings and faults. How many will learn from these lessons that we all must face the task, the ultimatum of our soul’s existence that is the Great Work. We are to become a true Philosopher, the Magus, the righteous Grail king within the microcosm on our quest for the Immortal. We must reconcile our faults, our limitations of a karma, of our personal wyrd, our character flaws both innate and developed. It is the brutal assaying of the self, like the gold in the fire, that tell us of our purity or baseness. How much have we been corrupted, weakened, diseased of mind, body, and spirit? How much time have we wasted in anger, in folly, in sloth, laziness, and in the vices that grip and hold us down? These are moral and mortal sins not because they are punished by a god, but because they are self-inflicted sentences of the worst retribution against our Being. We are mortal, time is finite, precious and yet how many do the Work? How many stay to the Path? How many sacrifice all of the endless distractions for true intentions that persist over a lifetime? They can not even be disciplined enough to finish a text, learn a skill, to maintain a spiritual practice for any serious length of time but they think they are to be alchemists, mystics, heroes, adepts or even Gods.
Most of these sentiments, especially expressing the latter, can not even control the basics of their life. They can not escape any of the mundane aspects to have any true liberation to pursue the Work unfettered. Yet they think they are to bend fate itself and render themselves as Gods? They think they compel Gods with their kabbalistic threats and invocations? They can not master any languages, the complex techniques, the costs, and freedom of being master of one’s own time, yet they will pierce the secrets of nature? They think that their status as ‘lords of the left-hand path’ gives them license to molest, manipulate and act with such malignant and rotten natures? That their behavior is above slave morality so that they may transgress against the Gods themselves? Such is the hubris that thinks they can succeed were such luminaries and genius of the past have failed. Men of the highest intelligence, of a brilliance truly unfathomable have spent their lives trying to lift the veil on these Mysteries. Likewise, those of godlike talent, blessed by the muses in every artifice and Art, they too have been denied entrance into the walled gate. The Great Work requires the evolution of the common man to the initiated Anthropos, and the commitment of every faculty, of every atom of Being towards these Labors. It is through the Great Striving of Art and Intellect mediated by Spirit that one becomes the conduit for the divine gifts of the Gods.
Such arrogance, of course, is part of the personality of the unwashed and profane. Their ‘frivolous insolences’ have been exploited in the occult wars, as the general tendency to chaos and degeneracy is exacerbated. Those in the pagan, heathen or occult contexts exhibit such traits to truly pathological levels, operating from a worldview that nurtures such defects of character. Their desire for wanton rebellion operates under the propaganda of the Biblical faiths they deny. The fetishized notions of cruelty, of lack decency or empathy only enforces what the ecclesiastical lies told of our ancestors. The mythos and lore evidence the highest moral standards of the good, the highest code of honor and was defined by a clear sense of right and wrong, of divine retribution and a necessary sense of shame. There was the sense of the common good, of the relationships and the natural order that one should not transgress from both a supernatural level of retribution, to accountability from one’s folk, to the inner conviction of being heroic and noble of heart, and a piety to the Gods. The tasted gnosis of our own soul’s immortality demanded and demands a proper mode of being, a refinement that is worthy to house the infinite. Now we have a world that has no shame other than the shallow virtue signaling and social conditioning to weaponize the last traits of human sympathy or sense of a higher cause or purpose. There is no sense of the great overcoming of the worst in oneself, of the purge of negative and inferior traits, of degenerate and degrading qualities or habits that bind and fetter one to a failed and wasted existence. Most accept themselves, their fate, their lot in life and are resigned to celebrating their mediocrity and inferior status. Wise are those that brush the red dust of the world off and transcend their circumstances, their degraded peers, their broken families and become Golden. There is a paradox here in the provisional inner-self worth that has standards, an exclusivity and elite mode of Being in seeking one’s betters to learn and progress through their skill and wisdom. One has to have a heroic pride of the Quest that is in bounds with the cosmic order and secretive in concealing the true aims of the alchemical life.
It is the mark of the hubris and vulgar to always be entitled, and they have the constant need to be entertained. They have no respect for hierarchy, for hard work that earns rewards, so they are constantly complaining and being a victim who has no regard for those that do Herculean tasks with disciplined effort. They crave a debauched luxury, not of any refined hedonistic delights, but of the worst decadence, the soul rotting shallow artificial modes of pleasure that are never of any substance, or worth. These are indulgences that poison the health, the spirit, they are traps in the guise of treats the ensnare and hold them. It creates a shallow person incapable of concentration, of setting and achieving goals, of training the brain to feel pleasure in overcoming hard tasks, and eschewing the dopamine rewards of trivial forms of stimulation. It is a downward spiral of inferior people that have become a critical mass and who have been unleashed upon society with corporate, government and media as accomplices.
The true alchemy, the opus alchemicum, is the transmuting of the beast and man into the Immortal. “Naive men think that by ill-treating others they make their own superiority the greater” and many confuse revenge with taking pleasure in humiliation, pain, and suffering. We might define a real person of manners, a noble lady or gentleman, as someone who is kind and respectful even to people with whom there is no obligation such as those below their rank, subordinates, strangers or with those they disagree. The mark of true refinement is self-control, in mastery of our actions, in the proper response (responsibility) and staying within a standard and ethos of what is honorable and just. Hubris guards our humanity and prepares us for divinity, even though these terms are weighted with Christian theological baggage. It is the Christians who stole and warped what true piety to the Gods meant, and claim the moral authority already developed and articulated by our pagan philosophers. We mean of the realm of the Gods, of the superior invisible source of light, the numinous and astral domain beyond the abyss. It is from this divine inspiration that the messenger of the Gods alights in dreams, in piercing insights, in visionary rites of the light beheld in chthonic depths. Some think that the forces they seek to conjure for will spare them in its parasitic devouring. They will learn too late as all is consumed around them. For some it takes great pain, humiliation, anguish, exile, illness, betrayal, a lover’s death or suicide, to learn these lessons. Some will only awaken to the horror in the dramatic irony the old tragedies taught of the sudden reversal of fortune. Some will only know its truth upon a deeper incarceration, or an incapacitating injury, a terminal disease, some will only glimpse it in the flicker of insight that sparks right before Death.
Some other examples of hubris are of excessive boasting, especially in sacred or divine matters, or one’s beauty or power. If one is to brag about the good deeds or actions one intends to do, then make sure they are accomplished in due order. To set goals and to leave them unfinished is a worse offense, and a crippling aspect of one’s spiritual and magical integrity. Failing to do what is necessary, to shirk duty, to neglect those in one’s care is hubris and the toxic selfishness that rots all of life from the home, to community, to the nation and world. To think one can fool the Gods and outwit fate by tricks are also common themes of hubris that causes retribution and dire consequences. Here there is the fine line between the praise of glory and a cunning wisdom that solves problems but one that retains honor and does not denigrate us through actions unbefitting Immortals. A destructive ambition, an unwillingness to learn from the past, a denial of the sacred, transgressing decency, abominations, sexual crimes, a certain arrogance and lack of manners, a superiority complex all are subtle enemies that destroy the work. As such we walk the fine line of elitist and humbled. Elitism is in those who make great striving through disciplines that last a lifetime. Such a one can only develop an authentic humility beholding the infinite and a respect for all of this higher order. This is the honor of recognizing greatness, of accepting if one is superior in being honest with one’s own faults, limitations and flaws. It is only through doing so that we evolve into Masters, divesting ourselves of the inferior traits, worldview and disposition that limit us to a mundane or common existence. This process of refinement removes the excess matter to realize the idol of the God within the stone. We contrast to Masonry which seeks to make a person a brick in their temple, whereas we seek to reveal the divinity within the unhewn stone of one’s self. It is only through empowered Mastery that one has a true strength and vantage point for mercy, compassion and empathy of which are the most noble sentiments of humanity.
The study of the heroes contain the bitter paradox of seeking glory and transgressing the noetic world, the realm of Being (or Being, Life, and Intelligence); just as the Magus, the Faustian spirit motivates us to pierce the Veil of hidden or forbidden knowledge. The mythos provide the Master Narrative to navigate these treacherous waters that flow of the abyss and the moral compass of conduct worthy of apotheosis. The initiates are Telestai, “those who are aimed.” Like other concepts of ‘sin’, the term hamartia derives from the Greek ἁμαρτία, from ἁμαρτάνειν hamartánein, which means “to miss the mark” or “to err.” “The hamartia of being compelled to unknown ends to the suffering of ironic reversal of fortunes, the peripeteia and the anagnorsis, the profound realization… fate, the will of the gods is a metaphor for the workings of both those social and natural forces beyond our personal control and the inescapable elements of our own psyches — our own selves that both make us heroic and tragic, and thus make us beautiful.” Here is a lesson for those balancing the inner Hermit’s path of alchemist and Magus but have obligations to folk, to kindred, to clients. Our work must be balanced, we must not sacrifice the nurturing of the essential aspects of our humanity in how we treat those we love or that love us, or that depend on us. Only though such understanding can there be a community and domain healthy and sacred enough to do the great work. Unless one is of extreme great wealth and means, there has to be the planning, strategy, the cooperation to build with others. Even in the hermitage we rely upon others to prosecute the daily tasks that intrude upon us from governments like taxes, and other financial concerns it is impossible to escape. It requires a cooperative spirit, such was the key to frith in the North, to endure and survive in extreme conditions. We are facing such extremes that will only increase as the mortar of society crumbles. We seek those who understand this worldview as allies to survive, to Endure.
We entrap the lower self in a labyrinth of our own cunning, and yet we must escape that to our immortal return. The feathered immortal, the winged-soul is allowed to fly, it is just a question of proper altitude for one’s station. We cannot transgress the cosmic order or there are consequences. This is the hubris of modern science which thinks it is superior to Nature, and that they can patent, interfere and experiment with biology on a genetic level, trying to act like the Gods. They have their golem of silicon and artificial intelligence, of synthetic entheogens, genetic modification, virtual immortality through transhumanism all of which are the inversion of Tradition and a false, anti-Grail form of degenerate alchemy.
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Magical or secret societies have always been a part of history. We can find the metallurgical brotherhoods that discovered the secrets of fire, of minerals and metals, that spread the secret alchemical teachings. The rites of passage in many different youth cults of animalistic warfare, the initiatory rites of craft guilds, of Hermetic brotherhoods, back to the Mystery Schools, the private Mystery cults of certain adepts all testify to this essential human esoteric practice.
It is an esoteric practice of humility, of interweaving personal relationships, of learning to do research, creating magical chains of influence, the syntony of group theurgy. Our practices use specific theurgic items, alchemical conduits that are timed in group rites. We prepare meta-sigils of our Work and worldview, inscribing the realities that we seek to co-create together.
Just as religion is institutionalized magic, priests and prophets being ‘official’ sorcerers or Magus, the past adepts, for good and bad, have formed esoteric groups for specific purposes. Our goal is to gather the ancestral heritage that has been lost, forgotten, destroyed. We seek to catalyse the Memory of the blood, seeking the Past amongst the ruins that we may preserve and presence it for ourselves and our children and beyond.
When one has reached a level of maturity, the true vanity of worldly achievements truly sets in. There is no salvation from such accolades, there is nothing but a fleeting euphoria that dissipates and leaves the brain in withdrawal from stimulation and validation. We must set our Work and focus upon that which is Immortal, Eternal, and learn the science of the soul’s liberation. This is the alchemical doctrine that has been twisted into the dessicated religions that are not hollow and false. Ars longa, vita brevis. Join us in this Work.
We insist on training the character, the manners, the speech and conduct of our members. It is an esoteric training to full Mastery, when one is in complete control of behavior, of words, of reactions, of thoughts, impulses, provocations. It is the esoteric composure, the nobility of the heart, the aristocracy of the soul that raises one up from the mundane, the vulgar and profane. Even if we must defend ourselves and draw upon our most lethal defenses, we do so with a liberated mind, a spirit that is of empathy, compassion, and honor. These are the pillars of strength, the heroic ethos, the knightly chivalry, and must be the signature and hallmark of all those that claim our name.
As we witness the destruction of society and culture, of the essence of civilization, we must become the microcosm of enlightened being. We are to be polite, respectful, sincere and kind even in the face of such inhumanity, chaos and cruelty. We do not turn the other cheek, we shall defend our right of being to the end, but it shall not intrude upon our inner being, our hermetically sealed personality. We must presence art, beauty, truth and the skillful means of Immortality. We must become adepts in medicine and war, in Art and Craft, the synthesis of the esoteric and exoteric skill sets that allow one to survive and Endure.
We are apolitical, having no agenda in the profane world other than to be left to our peaceful rural communities and forests, that we be allowed to defend ourselves and kindred, and to live with honor. We blend into the mountain landscape as a simple rural farm, hiding in the open as a homestead and woodland dwelling. We do not trouble anyone and labor out our exoteric and esoteric Work.
The radical agendas that have overtaken the public discourse has been part of the seeded tensions and conflict in academia, media and entertainment. These are politicized, triggering, calculated to exploit emotion and empathy. New causes are given to fill the gaps of belief, of faith, of religion, of the deeper need these were built upon: of a healthy worldview and initiation. The vacuum of Tradition is filled with New Age garbage, fantasy, inventions and worse, the inverted or distorted counterfeit anti-traditions that fool so many.
Certainly we understand those who are reticent to join any group or society. But we assure you, the enemy has no such qualms. They form into a strict hierarchy and proceed with precision, patience and nearly unlimited resources. They are in lock step unity to their Entities, beholden to and possessed by an artificial god. They are very powerful, because it is easier to destroy than create, and thus their task has no obstacles in its seeding of mayhem and chaos. Our initiation, as in the Rites, the Visions, the Dreams and Death, is to remain composed in the darkness. The Work needed is beyond the individual in researching, preparing, and propagating these ancestral ways. We have set up the guilds for heirloom species, seeds, animal husbandry etc. and the research society for the esoteric aspects. Deep within is our magical centacle, where we study and teach the ancient alchemical methods, the theurgic techniques, the purifications and entheogenic technologies that heal and prepare one for the true, personal and private initiation. Thus we insist on being anonymous, truly secret, and silent. Those who use the symbols or Harpocrates and reveal themselves are charlatans at best and baits of the anti-tradition. We are true Hermits and the Silence and Secrecy is our delight and protection.
We have prepared a manuscript to articulate what is required, the Work that must be done, the refinement that is needed to be a true Hyperborean. We understand that many are in financial situations due to the draconian destruction of society. If you are indeed unable to procure the funds, but are devoted in interest, please contact with an essay of your sincerity, intentions, and research interests. If you have any special talents, gifts, abilities that can assist our Work, from proofreading, editing, etc. then please also inquire. We have already received many new inquiries and we are responding if they are suitably composed, with high manners as befits those who study the Royal Art.
We must translate research into action, knowledge and wisdom combined to deeds. Endless excuses, abstractions must be overcome and the initiatory actions undertaken over decades of striving, suffering, and the ecstasy of overcoming and Being. We must plum the depths of our lore, our Mind, our heritage to unearth Memory.
“Offspring of nine mothers am I, of nine sisters am I the Son.”
Our worldview has always been centered upon being utilitarian, practical, strategic. We govern by logic and reason but recognize there are other modes of apprehending and participating in Reality. By day we build abundance, we sow the earth, we gather the bounty, we feed upon the Sun. At night we enter the Faustian pursuit of occult knowledge, of Philosophy, magia, Hermetica, theurgia in the Indo-European alchemical traditions.
We have spent decades seeking Master Teachers, skillful means, and the sacred lore and mythos. We are a Cult of Memory, devoted to the true science of Immortality. We seek those who work anonymously to collaborate, contribute, to teach and to learn. Our communications will always be silent, our voice spoken in the plural as we work together. Our strategy is to collect as many talented, inspired and dedicated seekers that we may research together our ancestral heritage, in understanding a true pagan ethos, and finding the lapis philosophicum.
Within our research society are separate tribes or clans, or Phyles. Our esoteric warfare is by way of the sacred Arts that expose the Enemy for what they truly are: ugly, rotten, biophobic and inhuman. The testimony in this is in their art, their lack of manners, their preference for the degenerate, hideous and diseased. They seed a pernicious worldview, metastasizing in the cold hearts and minds towards a terminal despair.
Our elixir can be found in the secret fires within that yearn for beauty, for Hyperborean gnosis, for the sacred Memory in our Blood. It is what separates from the unwashed, the profane, the uncultured and mundane. They are asleep, possessed, hypnotized with the demoralizing spells cast upon them. Yet they celebrate their affliction, embrace it and seek to spread as do all parasites. But to those that understand a few words suffice, to those that do not there are never enough.
We wish to extend an invitation to all artists that presence the beautiful, the spiritual, the sacred, the sapiential and the numinous in this world. It is a crucial time and one for each to put aside ego, vanity, and degenerate ways. To stop excuses, to stop scrolling and wasting time. Produce beauty, produce art, inspired by the honor and glory of the ancestors. Encode the Great Work and the fingerprints of the Gods in your works.
So many waste time producing degenerate discordance, celebrations of mental illness and all that is rotten and ugly. Instead of just memes or some soundcloud account, contribute to a project that is secret, quiet, subtle and working towards a true refinement. We are in the occult wars, and we need to act like the future heroes and Gods our ancestors will remember. Many blather on about the right and left path but do not integrate and balance: Solve et Coagula. As with the Masters we shall better speak instead of wet and dry paths, both of which we must study and progress through as an unfolding of initiation.
Our inner guild is from an era and a rural Weltanschauung that does not usually engage in technology or online. But it is crucial to present this ethos and alchemical knowledge for those seeking, for the young, as we build for tomorrow and carve out Tradition for our own progeny. The artists have always been the conduits to the realms of the Gods, but so many have lost that connection. They become vessels for the anti- and counter-Tradition. They must transmute their Being to produce true alchemical Art. The theurgic rites allow one to Remember what it is to be human and Awakened. To this end we are forming this esoteric cenacle.
We are blessed to live in the most extraordinary of times, the twilight of the world ages. We must be both hero and Magus, skilled in the ways of war, refined in the ways of the Adepts. Our way is the rural esoterics of the old forests, the solitary lamp of the hermits, the silent theurgy of visionary Rites. Our joy is in old texts, handblown glass, rare herbs and beautiful Art. Our delight is reading the Stars, and in the woman’s work and child’s play of our Work.
The path is always for the elite, those exiled from the norms, those lost, wounded, sick, but ever Pure, from ancient lineages that have suffered the ravages of Time and Fate. Such is our lot, to drag ourselves as Noble Ladies and Gentlemen from out of the ruins, to dust ourselves off and begin to live, to thrive, to Remember and ever, forever, to Endure.
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