Partners & Children

I have recently become aware of the fact that carrying on your legacy is not something that easy. It’s technically just going somewhere with people who think like you and BAM! You can marry and have children, except… No. We usually overlook a huge amount of factors because we tend to think practically when we have ideals, like it’s a war field and you have to simply move your soldiers. We’re not dealing with the fact that each and every person is a different one and it’s the small stuff that makes us who we are. I mean, it’s great we’re following the same ideals, but who are you, the real you, when no one is looking? How do you organize your bathroom, do you fold your bedsheets? Do you even use sheets or just the blanket? Wake up early? Like working hard or finding easy ways to accomplish tasks?

You may think that’s something bad, but really pals, I’m being optimistic here. This scenario is already set within the pre-condition that you actually manage to FIND someone that falls under your generally “wanted” profile. Which is not easy. Not at all.

Contemplate this: Suppose there is a group of about some hundred thousand individuals who do share some ideas regarding their ancestry. You now scatter them around the globe. Not so big a piece of the globe, but it reaches from Europe to Oceania. Say you’ll get to know a few dozens of those. Will maybe be able to befriend about 10 of the opposite sex. You take all the time to know everything about each one of them, because this is serious, you don’t want to just throw your lineage somewhere and be done with it, do you? No, you’re taking this serious, as deep as it gets. It’s almost like you’re signing a contract that says this person has to do the best of them, just like you.

It’s completely understandable that by working as hard as we do to get ourselves good enough to honor all the stuff we talk about, we want someone just as fit, so you really have got to go on with this pressure. We’re dying and we don’t have time to put little shits on this planets who will end shaming our forefathers. But, maybe, we end up not really having time to have… Fun?

I am not saying we should have fun in the modern concept of fun, as in going around doing useless shit that leads us nowhere. In fact, what got me thinking about all of this is that I recently missed a heart-to-heart talk. Just sitting down and sharing all your crazy thoughts, stuff that makes you feel a weirdo, stuff you’re not particularly proud of but also don’t want to be harshly judged for by others (as you might already be judging yourself enough) and stuff you ARE proud of, but can’t talk to regular people about because, you know, it’s our stuff.

Fun is something deeper, it’s being in the middle of nowhere, with nothing really good or distractive and yet you find yourself not wanting to ever leave that place. This feeling is familiar to us because it is closely linked to love. When in love, you also find yourself in this situation. No matter what you are, that one person makes it the place you want to be.

This all feels really teenager and that is exactly how it is supposed to feel. I wouldn’t like to spend the rest of my life with someone who didn’t make me laugh. I wouldn’t want my children to spend a day with that cold feeling in their house, like joy is a distant word that has forgotten that place. They should laugh and feel it’s normal to see their parents going lovey-dovey because that’s just how life goes. A man and a woman find each other and have fun and kids.

I truly believe that once we manage to get rid of the marvelous gift of degeneration the past generation left us, finding someone will be easy. You don’t have to go out and hope to find a man who isn’t weaker than you (in all senses) or a woman who, well, is just like the average we have today. Once we get rid of this, it will just be normal that men are strong and reasonable and women are respectful and intelligent. Just like it has always been with our forefathers.

I hope all of this can actually come true and what I read about how miserable the world is now can be changed by a small fraction.


Dealing With Love

I am just a common modern person: I like studying, I like science, I love literature (Romantic and non-Romantic, including essays etc) and I love art. I consider myself to be reasonably intellectual and strongly interested in learning new things. I am connected to metaphysical philosophy, I try learning new languages and studying different cultures. But in the end, above all of that, I am strongly engaged in sociopolitics. My life revolves around being an Odalist, pro-European, promoting pan-Europeanism and naturalism. I have traditional (antique) views on who a woman should be and what is her role in society. Yes, I am a woman myself, and yes, that does mean all of my views imply for me too.

I believe a woman should bear as many children as she possibly can. Healthy and intelligent children from a healthy and intelligent man. She must be a nurse, not in the sense of going to University and have a diploma, but as in following her instincts and the ancient knowledge we have about medicinal plants. A woman must depend on her loyal husband and be the best wife she can, but she must also be strong enough to have him depend on her at difficult times. She must be a teacher, for she is the one who will teach her children the moral values and the culture of our people –something which, unfortunately, our women have failed to do over the last decades.

Now, to undo all the misconceptions surrounding that, I do absolutely NOT believe a woman should be a “slave” of her man, being like a child-bearing maid for him. She has the right to be with someone she truly loves and who truly loves her too. Someone who listens to her and her insecurities, fears and feeling of powerlessness beyond the modern world.

Women are naturally insecure. Not because we’re incapable, but because we’re afraid of not being safe enough to care for ourselves and our children. Our survivalist instinct is, I dare say, stronger than men’s. Women bear a child per year, at their best, while a single man can fertilize LOTS of women –which is also the reason why women are not (supposed to be) soldiers. We’re insecure because we have a lot of needs. We need to feel passion, we need to feel desire, we need to feel protected, we need to feel like someone needs us. We are always on the search for a way to “cry for attention”, because our inner self -or instinct- simply knows we will never be happy if there is not a man to provide us with all of that.

All those factors have done to our women what we see today: a constant and shameful decaying process. Women now seem to think surgeries will fulfill the vacuum left inside them for not having a real man, a provider, a loyal person who will be there to guide her in her fears and catch her when she falls, someone to accept her and forgive her flaws. We’re all lost and we don’t really know what to do with our lives because we’re always afraid of the future. I’m not blaming men, because they don’t know women anymore as well. We need to get to know each other once again. What was so obvious to our ancestors is now our biggest enigma. It took me long enough to see the answer to my unhappiness as a modern woman, but now I see it clearly.

If you’re a man, have patience with your woman. She will doubt you all the time. She will be scared to see you as a provider and be left with nothing in the end. She will have, for a long time, the thought you will leave her as a stay at home mom with no job and children to care for, because that’s just what the coward modern man does. We needed laws to tell our men to take care of their women and children, don’t expect her to blindly trust you within a month-old relationship. She will think you’ll trade her for another woman and you don’t even have to give her any reasons to think that; she won’t know what to do with her frustrations towards you and she will be too proud to tell you that; she will expect you to excel at everything you do beyond your human capacity. When that time comes, you must simply tell her how you feel. Do not run away from that with one-night stands, alcohol, friends or drugs. The one who must guide your relationship is you. Women are a web of feelings for you to undo.

If you’re a woman, be sincere to your man. I know we tend to expect men to guess what we’re feeling because ancient men probably actually knew what their women thought and wanted with every little and subtle signal they sent, because they knew their women, but our men don’t know us anymore. This is also our fault, because we grew too proud to let them in. We grew too proud to tell them we want to be protected, listened, spoiled or desired. Tell him how you feel and ask him what he feels too. Show him who you are and, in time, his own instinct will open his mind. When that time comes, you will know he has become a man, and you must let him gently guide you. Yes, guide you, because I know and all women know that we don’t know what we should do with our feelings. We expect the blue prince to come and take us to his castle of perfection because princesses are always told what is the right thing to do and they will always be safe in the Neverland of Romance.

We’re fighting a great war against those who control the world and the media, but our greatest war is against ourselves. Control yourself and no one will ever be a match against you.