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I cannot seek validation in this work for in our corner our ways of thinking can often be disparate and varied but it is the feeling of actually helping that grants the soul some give satisfaction, it means the lessons learned from Men greater than I in past times still hold sway over good Men today. It gives hope. Every blow, every word against the parasite, every painting, every creation that stands against this age of horrors that is a creation of the true European spirit is another small beacon of light holding back the eternal night of semetic victory. In the service of our people creation is perhaps the greatest thing, the unquenchable spirit that the parasite keeps failing to destroy. It need not be grand nor world shaking, it need not be graceful nor technically skilled, all it need be is from the European soul, from the racial underpinnings that is our foundation. To touch that part of ourselves, to even stare too deeply into it is daunting, in some ways it could be considered a gift from the divine within ourselves, it is to embrace something intrinsically without understanding it for we are but Men and creativity is ephemeral. Instead we must channel it, let that power of creation flow into us as our forefathers once did, to seek joy within what we ourselves can forge in service to something beyond just ourselves. This is how I found joy again, this is how I found peace, how all of us can find peace in a troubled world. When the bleak world feels crushing for a brief moment all of us can find joy and pride in doing something worthwhile. In service to ourselves. In service to our families. In service to our people. 

But again in the distance I hear you say "why, im one guy i cant do shit". "so what, it wont make a difference". If you surrender yourself so willingly then you already consign yourself to oblivion. You sell yourself into financial and spiritual slavery with nary the slightest bit of resistance. You, you yourself can create. You can find purpose, all Men can. You like all of us can bring hope back to a hopeless age, can show that the spirit of creation still lives, inspire those around you with what you can create. You need not be an artisan or a savant in your field, you merely need be strong. Strong of heart, strong in Will to create new things, to create beauty once more in the lives of those we care for. To show them a better life, to bring to them one of the most important things we have lost; inspiration. Look upon the beauty wrought in the name of our people and in deference to a higher power or ideal, look upon the beauty of Notré Dame and tell me you do not see the power of creation within it's incredible carvings and structure, listen to the gentle arrangements of Wagner and Beethoven and tell me you do not feel a stirring deep in your soul, look upon the beauty of Caspar David Friedrichs works and tell me you do not see an indomitable spirit within them, look upon the Sistine Chapel and tell me you do not see true beauty wrought before your very eyes. This, this is the slumbering spirit inside all of us, this is what we can create when we channel it into creation. Call it what you need call it, call it the Divine Spirit, call it the Racial Consciousness, call it Odin's Spirit, the name matters not, what matters is that you feel it, that you awaken it even in it's simplest form. Use it, embrace that drive, that fire to create, bring the fruits of your labors into this miserable world so that Brothers can find power and even healing in it. Greater powers may watch over us and try to guide us but in the physical realm and in this dark hour they can only do so much, it is to each other we must turn if we are to make true change. It is each other we fight for, it is each other we stand for. For our Brothers, for our families and for those who come after us. So create, create and show that beauty can still exist even when all seems lost in shadow. Spit in the eye of the eternal enemy and show it that we cannot be broken.