OP returning once more, apolagies for brief absense after July 4th. Upon the subject of hope and faith.
Hope is a subject of contention more often than not. To dare to hope, to dare to believe is often one of the most cruellest things for hope by it's nature is transitory. It can be struck down by a single flip of the coin and be used to sunder the soul of the strongest man by those with vile intentions. We have all, at one point or another, had our hope stricken and decended into the "black pill" as it were, ensconsed within the grim cage of nihilism as the will to fight turns to dust and our very spirit lay broken. The weight of it all stays our feet, the shimmering flame of resistance faltering as gusts of chill wind runs through our very core. It feels pointless to stand, our vision blurs as we try to find a new path forward only to reveal naught but more darkness. This is the cruel nature of hope and it's innevitable loss.
This is why a man needs faith. Not faith in the guise of religious dogma nor blind adherence to a singular entity but faith in both ourselves and our people. Faith simmers hotter than hope, it can grow from a mere flickering flame to a blazing inferno that can warm the spirit of the man who holds it even in the coldest and darkest of nights. Oh, of course it can be broken, it can be destroyed but *only* if the faith is placed wrongly. If one carries faith based upon something disprovable it is bound to end in disaster. But if faith is placed not merely in a deity or a single idea but rather into something real, something demonstratable, then it can achieve great things. This is why faith is needed not simply in our people recognising the threat to themselves but rather in ourselves and those who understand our struggles, those brothers in far off lands who despite the parasites propaganda and machinations still embrace those who stand with them whoever they may be. We have believed in ourselves as Men. We have believed in ourselves as Europeans. I have said before and I will say again, we have before us the greatest battle any sons of Europe have ever faced, a battle that goes beyond mere bloodshed, it is a battle for the very soul of our people. Every day the struggle grows harder, our enemy close in on us seeking to silence for any man with the Will to stand, any Man willing to make his voice heard in protection of his people is a threat of incalculable proportions to them. The parasite knows one man can change the course of a nation, can change the course of history. It is with the strength of faith in ourselves and faith in brothers forged upon the anvil of this age we can build anew.