Are liberation and renewal still possible in this world in its twilight?
Is there still enough strength in Europe to be able to take on the awareness and the will for such a task?
We are not deceived: only after having understood the magnitude of the task, will we be able to act. The menacing reality of a destructive spiritual process must be recognized. Its roots date back almost to the ground of prehistory, whose culminating phases coincide with those which contemporary men exalt as values essential to civilisation, and whose influences now manifest themselves in all fields of thought and action.
This is not a matter of compromises or adaptations. The power of a new Middle Ages is needed. A change, interior as well as exterior, of a barbaric purity is required. Philosophy, “culture”, everyday politics: no more of all that. It is not a matter of shifting to the other side of this bed of agony. It is a matter of finally waking up, and standing up on one’s feet.
Here and there, men still exist, mindful of ancient nobility, who now, as individuals, notice the intolerable discomfort and feel driven to react, sometimes in one cultural domain, sometimes in another. Before it is too late, the way to the peaks must be brought back into the consciousness of these scattered men, beyond all the limits and private interests which currently wear away their strength. Unrelenting action must ensure that their purest strength manages to disclose itself, as something invincible, ready to shatter the foul crust of rhetoric, sentimentalism, moralism, and hypocritical religiosity with which the West has covered and humanised everything.
Whoever enters the temple—even if he is a barbarian—has the unquestionable duty to drive out as corrupters all those who in “civilised” Europe created a monopoly of “Spirit”, Good and Evil, Science, and the Divine, and capitalise on it, declaring themselves their advocates, while, in truth, they only know matter and what the words, the fear, and the superstition of men have superimposed over matter.
To all this, let it be said: "Enough!", so that some men may be brought back to the long years of journeys, danger, acumen, and silence; so that the wind of the open sea may blow again—the wind of the Nordic primordial tradition—and arouse the sleepers of the West.
Anti-philosophy, anti-humanitarianism, anti-literature, anti-“religion”, this is the premise. “Enough!” must be said to aestheticisms and idealisms; “enough!” to the thirst of the soul which creates for itself a Semitic God to adore and implore; enough of the “need” which ties beggar-men in common bonds, to give them, in the name of mutual dependence, that substantial character which each of them lacks.
We must pass above and beyond all this, with pure strength. Then, we will place in front of those a task which transcends “politics”, which transcends social prejudice, and which disregards the sensational gesture and superficial echo, and which is such that vigorous physical strength over persons and things can no longer be useful for anything.
In silence, through hard discipline, self-mastery, and self-overcoming, with tenacious and eager individual effort ,we must create an elite in whom “solar” Wisdom is revived: that virtus which is inexpressible, which rises from the depths of the senses and the soul and is not proved by arguments and books but by creative acts.
We must reawaken to a renewed, spiritualised, and austere sense of the world, not as a philosophic concept, but as something which vibrates in our very blood: to the sensation of the world as power, to the sensation of the world as rhythm, to the sensation of the world as a sacrificial act. This sensation will create strong, hard, and energetic characters, beings made of strength and then only of strength, open to that sense of freedom and nobility, to that cosmic breath which the “dead” in Europe have babbled a lot about, yet have not even felt its puff.
Against secular, democratic, and material science, always relative and conditioned, slave to phenomena and incomprehensible laws, deaf to the deepest reality of man, we must reawaken— in this elite—the sacred, inner, secret, and creative science, the science of self-realisation and “self-dignification”, the science which leads to the hidden forces which govern our organism and are united with the invisible roots of race and things themselves, and which creates mastery over these forces; so that, not as a myth, but as the most positive of realities, some men are reborn, as beings who no longer belong to “life”, but to “more-than-life”, and are capable of transcendent action.
Then there will be Leaders, a race of Leaders. Invisible Leaders who do not speak and do not show themselves, but whose action does not experience resistance and who can do everything. Then, a centre will exist again in the West— in the West without a centre.
It is a absolutely an error to think that we can achieve renewal if a hierarchy is not re-established, that is to say, if we do not place above the lower forms—tied to earth and matter, to man and humanity—a higher law, a higher right, a higher order, which can find confirmation only in the living reality of the Leaders.
It is absolutely an error to believe that the State can be anything other than a civitas diaboli if it does not rise up again as Imperium, and it is also a mistake to try to build the Imperium on the basis of economic, military, industrial, or even “ideal” or nationalist factors. The Imperium, according to the primordial conception rooted in Tradition, is something transcendent, and it can only be attained by those who have the power to transcend the petty lives of petty men with their appetites, their sentimentalisms, their narrow national prides, their “values”, “non values”, and Gods.
The Ancients understood this, when, at the peak of their hierarchy, they venerated beings who unified the royal nature with the sacral, in whom temporal power was permeated with the spiritual authority of natures “no longer human”, bearers of a secret and invincible force of “victory” and “success”; when they experienced a kind of “holy war” lived in every war, something universal, something devastating, that oriented and ordered everything—with the pureness and fate of the great of forces of nature.
Will those who still can or desire to put up a resistance understand this? Will they understand that no other alternative exists? That there is no other spirit that—even in other forms and shapes—should be reawakened? That this is the condition for which any “revolution” whatsoever can be not only a trivial contingent event in a single nation, but can become a universal concept, a first ray of light in the thick fog of the “dark age” of the Western kali-yuga? The principle of the true restoration, of the sole possible recovery?