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Whether it be the alcoholic angry at his own weakness while staring at the empty bottle in his hand and wishing he had kept his promise five bottles ago that it was to be his last, whether it be the weary pornography addict who sits ashamed of himself alone in his room disgusted at what he just found himself watching with shame heavy in his heart, whether it be the Man who looks out from his bedroom window over a city he once called home now lost to ethnic violence and degeneration finding no avenue of hope or even the obese man who stares at himself in the mirror filled with loathing at the creature before him and it's corpulent form, there is a dark part within every one of them that speaks the same litanies of hatred. "You will never put the bottle down, just finish it, drown yourself in it and end it". "You sick fuck jerking off to that shit, you know it's disgusting but you still do it, the fuck is wrong with you, no wonder you'll die alone". "There is no escape, where ever I go they'll just find me there eventually, maybe I should just end it". "You fat disgusting piece of shit, you'll amount to nothing, just eat you pig". These voices sadly speak a twisted truth, a truth flooded with venom. We recognise those issues, we see them laid bare and the darker part of ourselves, the part that we need to kill adds it's taunt and demands you surrender to it. Where once upon a time Men would have to actively over indulge in these weaknesses or have a particularly bad lot in life now it is handed out freely by our hated foe and thusly the degeneration of our people continues at a pace one can barely fathom. Our spirits have grown heavy with burden from them. Yes, it is true the semite is the one who proffered the poison but the first step to defeating such things is acceptance. Acceptance of our weakness, we must recognise it for what it is, a diseased part we must excise in order to save ourselves. There is a reason the darkness is so overwhelming, why the level of hatred for ourselves and our failings is so great, it is because despite often knowing the solution we shrink away from it, fear and doubt heavy in our hearts. Often, when we are overwhelmed by these shadows, seeing a path beyond them seems hopeless, impossible, you are too weak the dark voice inside us says, you fell in the first place so how can you defeat it? The world is against you, how can you possibly hope to change your fate? In my posts previously I have focused on lifting the spirit, showing you the strength you are capable of and the values you fight for but for this we must return to the fundamental. You. You yourself. Indulge me if you would, imagine your ideal self. Do not go too far, make it a humble visage, one within the realm of potential reality. Ground it within the ideals and grant unto it the strength you wish you had at that moment. Now, with this mental construct grant unto it your voice, hear the words a nobler, better you may utter to one it cared for. Imagine the voice, hear it, hear it speak of what you can be. Do not aggrandise or imagine some overman, imagine simply a good Man. That, that is the true you. The you that you actually are, not the weakened state you are when held down within the darkness. Now make that construct command you. I do not mean ask, I do not mean politely say, I mean command you to fight the part of your troubles or your life that is destroying you. Let the strength the visage commands lift you whether it be in pursuit of something simple such as finding a path through a hard world or something as grand as finding the courage to continue your efforts for your family or your people, let that ideal you be the path forward. Do not make the construct a simple base thing obsessed with materialism or vanity but make it in service to your greater ideals, grant it true nobility so that you yourself can pursue it, so that you can find your true duty in this life whether it be in service to our people, our nations or our spiritual welfare.