The tolling of the iron bell,

A dream in which I entered from a darkened thickly planted forest a land of stone without sun or moon or stars or animals or plants or water, and was thrown by the devil landlord who, tall and stern and ancient, stood upon a path below a high sheer mountain of rock, cast me down an incline of rocky boulders broken only by a stone path beneath a high cliff into a lonely valley of fear and crushing awareness of sin, that place where those who have struggled for truth and carried the banner of God but still covered their souls with the darkness of attachment to this world, lie or sit for many years denied the light of God before setting out once again on their pilgrimage upwards.


Eternal hell alas is the future home of most of humanity today and almost every child now born; the nether regions in which the Jew feasts and abominates in his true home while torturing and burning his captured Goyim, those whom he has prized from the Hands of God and tempted to this fate by sweet sickly promises of happiness on earth wrapped in sweets labelled sexual freedom, personal happiness, coexistence, tolerance, multifaith, diversity, pluralism, multiculturalism, women’s rights, homosexual rights, and soon paedophiles rights.

Far away across the fields

So where do we stand brothers in this struggle? We sleep at night and dream a vivid dream of this world in which we suffer and laugh, gain and lose, but from which we ultimately awake marvelling at the reality of what was but in the end naught but a feverous drama.

We may dream a meaningless pottage of nothingness, a joyful, temporary rest from life’s struggle, or even a warning from above about the course of our lives below as I dreamed some days ago in a magical afterworld wherein I was taken into purgatory.

Taken for the sin of worrying too much for, and placing too much of my consciousness into, the fight for the people of this world and my white race in particular, against the mighty foe of Satan who’s Lordship dominates it, and becoming too angry and too vengeful and too vindictive against the enemy for the good of my soul, while all the time gradually forgetting to cast the gaze of my mind and soul higher, to look toward heaven and the pull of the light of God and my greater destiny.