Monday, 24 December 2012


Friday, 21 December 2012


Saturday, 24 November 2012

Christmas/Winter Solstice in SW Germany

Many aspects of this festival are Alemannic in origin, yet go back to earlier agrarian traditions of heralding the return of the sun. We know from the Nebra Disk and the Golden Hats that our neolithic ancestors had a meticulous calendar system in that regard, based on both solar and lunar cycles. During the dark days of Winter Solstice in central Europe it is as if all has withdrawn into deep hibernation, huddled under a pristine blanket of solace.

Indeed, this is what our ancestors understood as the passing of the old into the new; the heavy white frosts an integral process of purifying and regenerating the earth in this period. Thus it is time to tidy up the old homestead and sweep out the foul air with smoldering bundles of antiseptic herbs, particularly aromatic conifers from which the sap was collected to make frankincense. Boughs of conifer were hung over the doorways and hearth, sometimes their logs burnt in the hearth for that same purpose. Their garlands also included holly and mistletoe; the red and white berries representing the life giving elements of blood and semen in the royal marriage between the sun and the earth.

This time was known to us as “Weihnachten” which literally means “Consecrating Nights”; namely cleansing, blessing and taking stock. It was, after all, on these dark nights that the old wilderness spirits and frost giants descended on the community to steal away the sick, old and feeble in what was understood as the “Wild Hunt”. So, it was only wise that one kept a healthy warm and well stocked household to remain safely indoors on such nights. Even when the Romans invaded with their Saturnalia and the Mithras cult, they too had to adapt to the climatic conditions from which these traditions had been born, nor could the Holy Roman Empire do more than adopt them under more Latin labels with the masquerades of Saturnalia (Fasching) pushed to the end of the season. Otherwise the traditions remained the same in principle over the course because they were agrarian, where neither laurel nor palm leaf could grow.

Hence the first “Christmas tree” appeared in Freiburg in the year 1419, in front of the local bakery, where children were allowed to plunder its sweets. Then over the course of the 16th century they became increasing popular throughout the communities of the Upper Rhine Valley as a decorated festive tree erected in town squares much like the birch tree is to this day. Of course the nobility, far and wide, soon adopted this unusual trend with their own decorated trees in the courtyards of their burgs and palaces. Small candles, figurines of wood, sweets, dried fruit and nuts suspended on ribbons made the decorum. Adept wood carvers from the Black Forest readily advanced their skills; evolving the wooden figures into nutcrackers and incense burners- and inevitably, the elaborate candle driven mobiles known as the “Christmas Pyramid”. However, the finer Norwegian spruce was a rare commodity in those days, and didn't become a household item until the 19th century when the demand was enough to prosper planting whole forests of them. Nonetheless, alot of the decorum that makes traditional Christmas in the western world these days, actually came from this region.

Lament of the Lady Killer


So you reckon you're so haute-culture, posing in your wannabe Armani suit and shabby blue jeans? That vain attempt at a far-away glance, shifty-eyed, like a weasle sizing up his spoils, aspiring to live out some sordid oedipus complex, caught in a testosterone schism between Romantic Age opera and the UEFA Cup. Stalking divas in virtual reality to project their daughters into such diminuitive sexual roles, it's rather like the sadist that goes after the prettiest butterflies just to pull off their wings before a captive audience. Yes, I see you skulking around the site, a regular Don Giovanni posting your virtual bouquets in the hopes that some dejected heart might identify with your sexual nihilisms and actually buy that book, for what pretence and lacking depth of character?...after all, you did say you didn't want anything money can't buy...and since when does someone who professes to teach English, write whether as “weather”, beliefs as “believes” and deluded as “diluted”? Face it man, you're not fooling anyone looking like a Hispanic on the trail of his NS father. I know alot of them were hiding out in South America, so you're definitely barking up the wrong tree here.

Sunday, 11 November 2012

In Memoriam

My paternal grandfather was in Vimy and Ypres. My father was in the Scheldt and Normandy. My maternal grandfather was in Sarajevo and my mother was in the Luftwaffe, fleeing the Soviets in Prague and Dresden in that long arduous escape to the Allied front. She will be 86 at the end of this month.


Thursday, 1 November 2012

Auf dem Acker der Ruhe














Auf dem Acker der Ruhe
suchte ich dein Grab.
Du lieber Mensch
der vor vielen Jahren starb.
Ich war damals doch noch viel zu klein
Wusste nur, dort tat man dich hinein.

Erinnerungen bliebenmir nicht viel.
Zu schnell kam´s Lebenswechselspiel.
Jedoch gefunden hab´ ich dich nicht mehr.
Es ist auch schon zu lange her.
Du Mutter meiner Großmama
ich dir nicht lang in die Augen sah.

 Ich stand damals oft vor deinem Grab
und wusste das ich irgendwie lieb dich hab.
Jedoch die Zeit verann so schnell
Ich kann sie nur ahnen, diese Stell´
Doch in meinem Herzen brennt ein
kleines Licht was heißen soll -
Es vergisst dich nicht.

Autor: Angelika Adams

Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Samhaim Greetings


Saturday, 22 September 2012

Raiders of the Lost Plot

It seems neo-paganism is becoming ever more inundated by popularity-mongering sociopaths who try to play it for some rebellious fashion statement, where fantasy rules by the proxy that truth is purely subjective. In essence there are no real facts, just opinions, hence all opinions qualify as truths, no matter how erroneous. This gives them the liberty of stretching what little they know to fit whatever wishful precept they strive to allure a following without having to go to any investigative lengths for the sake of authenticity. Rather, whatever they chose to dress up from selectively exotic bits of foreign culture, history and philosophy becomes "authentically" theirs. Genuine archaeological and anthropological sources on ancient history are usually avoided for more controversial authors such as Zacharia Sitchen, Erich von Däniken and Graham Hancock. On the subject of modern esoterica and mysticism, 18th century romanticism is favoured, especially what its philosophers conceived of classical history, whereas witchcraft and sorcery inclines to be portrayed in a medieval gothic setting as influenced by the Arthurian myths, often adding the archetypes given by such infamous 15th century manuscripts as the Malleus Maleficarum.

Apparently, it's unimportant whether these themes are credible or not, as long as they beguile some profound sense of oo-ah, much like the religious rapture you see in revivalist churches. So, as much as they allege to be breaking from regimes, they are actually imposing their own with each pop-cult cliché they push as their salvation. Of course if you resist and dare to question their motives, that's where a number psycho-manipulative tactics will come into play. It's much like what any cult leader conspires to cull the nay-sayers; using false kudos, altruisms and other forms of emotional blackmail; playing on the vain assumption that everyone suffers some misunderstood need "to belong". This persistent bombardment is especially annoying to solitaries who prefer to keep their contacts discrete and not be fanfared into appeasing the whims of popularity seeking hoards. Usually their personal circumstances are already complicated enough without some wannabe shyster trying to get on their case.

Don't ask me what dreams of avarice compells the need for a servile following. They will tell you everything they think you'd like to hear, to seem so above reproach and unsuspect of complicity.  Fortunately, sociopaths of this calibre lack their own creative originality, thus`jump onto any bandwagon they think they can exploit until people just plain lose interest. In essence it's really just a competition for the Alpha role of social dominance as measured by consensus and the number of their following, hanging out wherever they think they can allure enough quarry away. It amazes me the number of surreptitious invites I get from this kind so completely oblivious to the fact that I take no prisoners and would sooner shoot them than even give them the time of day...and when I do, how quickly they go running to my colleagues for sympathy as if they didn't know better. Been there, done that, set fire to the t-shirt, so what does it really mean?

Saturday, 28 July 2012

More Annoying Neopagan Authors

Back in the 1980s when the German Verfassungsschutz started cracking down on Neo-Nazi literature, they soon found out the shear bulk of it was coming from America, not only Illinois, but various hate groups in the Bible Belt preaching the Aryan brotherhood. Well, any German who knows their history, can tell you that the whole master race shite actually started with Helena Blavatsky's "The Secret Doctrine". This quote says it all for the pseudo-science of esoteric megalomania:

"Mankind is obviously divided into god-informed men and lower human creatures. The intellectual difference between the Aryan and other civilized nations and such savages as the South Sea Islanders, is inexplicable on any other grounds. No amount of culture, nor generations of training amid civilization, could raise such human specimens as the Bushmen, the Veddhas of Ceylon, and some African tribes, to the same intellectual level as the Aryans, the Semites, and the Turanians so called. The 'sacred spark' is missing in them and it is they who are the only inferior races on the globe, now happily -- owing to the wise adjustment of nature which ever works in that direction -- fast dying out. Verily mankind is 'of one blood,' but not of the same essence. We are the hot-house, artificially quickened plants in nature, having in us a spark, which in them is latent" (The Secret Doctrine, Vol. 2, p 421).

...which, needless to say, inspired such half-witted "visionaries" as Guido List in his "Armanen-Orden", Heinrich Himmler and his cohort Karl Maria Wiligut; elitaires of the "Thule Gesellschaft" and creators of the "Schwarze Sonnen Kult"- megalithically modelled on the great hall of Asgard and its council of the 12 gods. However, this was not so much of want to be pagan, rather, the intent to replace the Semitic doctrines of Christianity with the Odinistic "All-Father" concept of alleged Germanic spirituality, and that despite the fact of Hitler priding himself in being a staunch Black Catholic of one of the few remaining Holy Roman enclaves. That should have been evident in his affinity for such places as Oberammergau and Passau and pretty much why Hitler was inclined to call his empire the "Third Reich". The Jewish had always been an oppressed folk in Europe for the mere premise of having persecuted Christ, not only branded by Roman Catholics but the Reformationist Martin Luther as well. These persecutions go as far back as the witch hunting crazes stirred by bouts of the Black Death and other pandemics. It was only too easy to point the finger and make spoils of any hoarded wealth to cover the financial deficits. Of course being a national socialist movement only justified the Nazis' ideological excuses to confiscate wealth for the "common good", so this also applied to any aristocrats who didn't side with the party. After WWII, it took historians and museum curators decades to recover the hoards of priceless works the Nazis had mostly stashed away in secret bunkers. In fact, many works were never recovered, as was the case of Frederich Wilhelm's Amber Room in St. Petersburg (then Leningrad)...and that's not to mention the millions of lives lost.

As if it's not enough to see how such utter narcissistic megalomania destroyed the lives of people for generations to come, and left my family in the grey zone of despotic regimes they wanted no part of either way. Then I come across some two-faced heathen author from the Bible Belt, that an online friend alleges to be such a misjudged master of the old Anglo-Saxon ways. Well, after having to get confrontational with various Llewicca authors for their bad anthropology I'm not inclined to trust anything from North America claiming expertise in Germanic culture, especially if they never grew up here to truly learn the language and its customs, and I don't give a damn what they claim to have a degree in. That old white Anglo-Saxon shite just isn't going to cut it with the Havamal, Irminism and the nihilisms of Nietzsche to fill the obvious Anglican void of pagan prehistory. The same goes for these Neo-Druids who insist on exclusive rights over the use of Stonehenge. I've had such an earful of these delerious wannabes of some lost magical race of demigods, I'm really quite sick to death of it. That patronizing come-on as if being German should make me seek salvation from some kind of "Evil Empire". Do you honestly think the British one was any better in its subjugation of what it deemed "decadent" or "barbaric" cultures? and did your Gaelic speaking peoples want any part of that hypocrisy? Think again you arrogant gits. You have no idea of the fearless providence that landed my grandfather in a Nazi labour camp or how the bastards tried to kill my mother for wanting to marry an Englishman.

Do tell me what became of those coveted Nazi scientists, divided amongst the Allied for want of their own New World Order, or how Josef Mengele landed on the payroll of the Canada Reseach Council for experiments in what? And then all this rhetoric about the Pan-Aryan brotherhood, like I can't smell that cross burning on the lawn. I think you lot need a dire update in the science of genealogy, namely the fact that there are no subspecies within the homo-sapiens-sapiens...unless of course you want to make an exception of those Neanderthal genes exclusive to Caucasians. As for the Indo-Aryans, there was no such migration out of old Babylonia, let alone the Indus Valley, nor was so-called "higher civilization" anything more than just a random phenomenon as anything else in evolution.

As for changing that sinister profile of yours to suggest it was all just a figment our paranoid imaginations, it only shows what deceitful lengths you will go to promote your misinformation. Should it be any surprise that reconstructed heathenry is losing "faith" when all it has to offer is no less a hackneyed soup of pseudo-ethnic pretenses than any other neopagan path. You need to put away your RPG and take a serious reality check.

While I'm all for cultural preservation, let's not forget the three things that factor into it; environment, heritage and circumstance. Rather, I see all three being misrepresented again for want of some supremacist religious autonomy that never even existed in Europe before Christianity...and I hardly think any of my fellow Alemanni would see the need for some "long house" apart from the community council to celebrate a toast or swear allegiance to something, let alone replace the springs and groves where they still leave their festive offerings. In this regard it becomes clear how you narcissists have completely missed that bigger picture on cultural continuity. Like I said before, the difference between a culture and a cult.

Thursday, 19 July 2012

Revenge of the Goddess Monotheist

We have a few South African members on our site who are indeed curious as to what us pagans are about. I had always hoped we'd have more members from that continent to provide some ethnic background for our Afro-American members to explore. Then one showed up, guns blazing about some self-construed triple great-goddess je-ne-sais-quoi. From what I could make of it, it was supposed to be a combination of Wiccan, Taoist, Arabic and Christian faiths, thrown together in such a convoluted manner, that it made no sense any which way you looked at it. A radical feminist on a crusade against patriarchy, which given her alleged Middle-Eastern roots I can well understand; but why the hell on a pagan site? Why Wicca when its beliefs and practices actually encompass the balance of male and female qualities?

My Scottish colleague was putting together a group on the ethnic origins of various polytheistic pantheons when suddenly this pratt took over the message board, drowning everyone out with her endless convoluted monologues in every way to completely confuse the issue. In the end the group became so buried in it, we had to shut it down, as it was entirely centred on some monotheistic all-goddess and not polytheism as the group was intended. She would not listen to reason and we have grown tired of having to get confrontational with these kind of trolls. Very well, we thought, maybe she doesn't know her way around Ning boards, so I made her the offer of covering African traditional enthnoculture in the Ancestral Trails group, to give her some kind of creative focus. While she expressed being most honoured by the offer, and accepted, she made no effort to make it real. Instead, her impudence only got worse as her focus on the Women, Myth and Lore group failed to get the desired attention. Thus she persisted in diverting any advertised discussions with much the same overweening impertinence. As for the constant play on Wicca being goddess centered, it was just a convenient ploy to attack any outspoken male members of our staff. It Clearly it didn't matter to her that earth-based pagans are neither monist let alone monotheist, regardless what gender; whereas we see duality for what it is in nature; a dynamic exchange that keeps the whole thing in motion, otherwise it would all collapse back into the void. Is that so hard to understand? Well, obviously she wasn't there to understand, rather, sabotage anything that might have stood in the way of dictating her cause on the whole site, even running to our site creator to "rat on us" like this is some kind of kindergarten for the socially dysfunctional. Give it up you troll. We're a team of responsible adults and know how to work together. It's called experience, which means we know what to expect by informing each other. It's not about being like-minded, rather, being symbiotic, flexible in our ability to diverge, to analyse the problem from different angles. Try to mess with us and you're going to have more than one to deal with and that in different ways, so don't kid yourself.

It always amazes me how some take themselves for so godsent, we shouldn't dare question their motives. Just what do they hope to gain by taking whole websites hostage for such mindless obedience to their whims? What is paganism going to look like ten years down the road after every narcissistic troll has distorted it all to suit their greedy ends on the pretense of "religious tolerance"? Well, if that's the case then rest assured I will stick to my guns and shoot any one of them that tries to pull that crap on me while I'm still alive and kicking, but then, after death, you can never be sure either.
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Wednesday, 27 June 2012

About Pantheism

I'm what most might call a pantheist heathen, but you can forget the wiki definition of it, let alone linear concepts of duality or universality. It's more about comprehending the omniversal nature of the continuum than trying to reduce it to some omnipotent absolute. In essence the general belief in various spirit realms in which all things possess a "soul" entity (albeit individually or collectively) out of which they manifest their own characteristic forms. Hence the term "other worldly" in reference to the denizens of these alternate realms. That is to say, what polytheists call gods, may just be alternate beings or a collective entity on a different mortal plane of existence, like it is with the wights. Seen from a higher dimensional perspective, form is a temporal vessel of this "soul spirit", "life force" or "intelligent design" if you like, operating within the physical limitations of that mortal plane, but not necessarily bound by it in certain aspects. This is what accounts for the phenomenon of the egregor, doppelgänger, fylgja or "fetch" in unusual circumstances. Nor does it mean we cannot perceive what operates beyond that boundary state, rather, the problem lies in trying to relate it in tangible terms of the so-called "here and now".

All too often wiki flogs these concepts too academically to make any sense to anyone. Their assertion that "All is God" is misleading. They seem to have that same problem defining "Gitche-Manitou" which is the general pantheistic view of the Algonquin nations that "all things are interconnected", revolving around a story of a male creator spirit and the weaver (spider) woman, who move through the cosmos in creation as an on-going dynamic process, whereas the trickster spirit invokes change wherever things become too static. One does not necessarily "worship" these ideas, rather, contribute to their spirit meaning in that with which we are also able to create, respecting of course that every effect has a cause and every cause an effect in this web of existence.

The logic is actually quite simple physics. The male creator represents the energy, the weaver woman- the transformation of it into the physical and the androgynous trickster (or strange force) that keeps the two in tandem.

Monday, 25 June 2012

Playgans piss me off

I've only been online since the beginning of 2006. It's been a necessity, stuck at home having to nurse my elderly parents 24/7 because the social system expects it of my generation here in Germany by law. I've always been a heathen as my parents would have naught to do with religion of any sort, and often warned me to avoid "those hypocrites" like the plague. So did both of my grandfathers, however, my maternal grandfather had a special bone to pick about how the Nazis tried to seriously distort anything of Germanic heritage. Thus he took special care in raising me on its traditions properly. My mother was never in a mental state to do so, from the head injuries she sustained from a mysterious attempt on her life in 1953. Of course my father, feeling left out of the equation by this, countered with the weird Silurian traditions of his mother and that mid-Victorian stiff upper lip. He didn't fare well with his father's attributes of profligate Cecil heritage. Still, I found much satisfaction in its adage; "If you can't get mad, at least get even" which I am sure gave Robert Cecil his notoriety in Elizabethan times...nonetheless, between cut-throat diplomacy and a long history of conflict with all manner of autocratic regimes, nothing seems to have really changed. I still see myself encroached by mini despots sporting all kinds of inane idolizations on some godsent mission je-ne-sais-quoi, baby-talking me all that shit they mimic of their favourite authors, and other trendy media icons, like monks from another planet. Well hey, wake up you brainwashed clones of new age consumerism, is real life that dull or ugly that you have to wrap it in so much fantastical glam, just to have your own simian harem of public yea-sayers? Well, welcome to the club of life sucks, because at least some of us are not afraid to admit the mere mortals that we are. Put that cursed X-box away and pay attention when I'm talking to you, because I can think of better things I'd much rather waste my time on, like exploring a few old Celtic sacred places in the Vosges or at Externstein enjoying the party; Not because I'm a witch/shaman/medicine woman/starseed/indigo/keeper/guardian/seith/activist/transgenderered/save the world/mixmaster of the god/goddess kumbayah. I'm just a bog standard heathen on that well beaten path of my cultural roots. I'd much rather seek my sexual gratifications in the physical, if you know what I mean.

Wednesday, 20 June 2012


Wednesday, 13 June 2012

Hey, Mister Stregheria

...nice try but no banana. If you find us so offensive then why do you keep sneaking back in? Do you honestly think your Llewicca spin is so valid that we're a fish out of water without it? Be glad we even give you public mention from Wikipedia, because your bad anthropology is just too damn amateurish for the likes of any traditional European. Of course you tried to cover that up with your brown-nosing to have us removed from the site, failing to see that's the difference between seedy pretence and those who really do have exceptional powers of perception...and that's only just the beginning of the reasons why you are bullshit and a lame brain. Save the sock puppetry and droll sycophantic chants of "Mr.G is such a niceguy therefore his word is the gospel". Like the truth of you plagiarizing and making false claims about the Order of the Golden Dawn? What's so wrong about allowing them to give their side of the story?...and why does your following keep repeating that vacuous rhetoric like a bunch of mindless clones? Keep talking like you're on Sesame street and you may yet be mistaken for a paedo...but then, if you're looking for a church to excommunicate the non-believers then you're obviously at the wrong address anyway. Get over it.

Sunday, 10 June 2012

Personae, Gender and Transgender Fakes

 



As with spiritual movements, there are always the narcissists and cons who will assume any guise to serve whatever crusade will get them the most attention, gradually alluring the naive into their own lucrative spin on it. Of course, the more enigmatic or controversial the spin, the more alluring. These days, with the growing women's rights and LGBT movements, they come in all kinds of gender fakes, but these are not to be confused with those who are really being abused and oppressed on the home front. The difference is that the charade usually covers a whole mix of sociological controversies, not just sexual or religious, but any disabilities on the fringe of established medicine or psychology. These chameleons also have quite a track record of online role playing games, often using alot of animé, hentai and deviant art to embellish their personae; usually with erotic undertones. More often than not, such sexually "liberated" woman roles are actually men.

When challenged for any inconsistencies, they become increasingly ellusive and impertinent in their rhetoric to abate you into becoming confrontational, hence making you look like the offender. Conversely, their claims to be the victim of some heinous injustice; also serves the excuse of their need for such anonymity. If they can't get an entourage of minions to back them up, then the alternative is usually sock puppets (multiple fake identities).

While they may conveniently hide behind so much beguiling and misleading half-truths and come ons, it isn't hard to tell there's a hidden agenda when it persists in the same contradictory feedback cycles of trying to "get in everyone's face".

 

For further info: http://www.tsroadmap.com/early/transgender-hoaxes.html

Saturday, 9 June 2012

The Heathrow Airport Experience

Recently a friend told me the place was built atop the lesser known sacred site of a stone circle. Although the spirit I encountered came from elsewhere, chances are the site is still an open portal. It was around the beginning of July, 1980, a late afternoon. I had flown in from Strasbourg, hoping to catch the next flight to Keflavik, standby. If I didn't get on that flight I would have had to wait another two weeks. I was getting seriously jerked around at my work place, interfering with my performance, which required utmost concentration and accuracy in the heraldic handwork of ceremonial scrolls, and protocols of VIP visits. I had barely recovered from a burnout in April, so it was high time for a little self indulging TLC. I had to get as far away from these nuisances as I could, so Iceland couldn't have been more ideal.

The fools actually thought I was putting them on. It never occurred to them that this wasn't the first time I traveled solo on a seeming whim. No, there was always a method to my madness and when they finally came to grips with the reality of it, they were the ones who couldn't handle it. “Why would anyone want to go to Iceland” they said, looking at me like I didn't know what I was talking about. Hanging around with a bunch of sheep-herded tourists in Ibiza or the Cotes d'Azure just isn't my style. I'm a real traveler with my own built-in radar and GPS and what I can't communicate in all the official EU languages, I do with hands and feet. I wanted to go to Iceland to see the world the way the ancient sagas saw it. That's just the way I am.

I was waiting there in the main hall. As transatlantic flights were on a different schedule than commuter, the hall was perfectly empty in that interim between schedules. I was pacing about the place, contemplating my alternatives, should I not get a seat on that flight. There was no way I was going back. I was looking at a poster when I felt a set of heavy foot falls approach from behind, then a warm hand touched my shoulder as a manly voice spoke reassuringly; “don't worry, you will get there”. I turned to respond, but no one was there.

Needless to say, I got there and everything was as I had ventured to imagine. It was like going to another planet entirely. The world as the Norse understood it between the realms of fire and ice. Now when I read the old sagas I know what they are talking about. This is what travel was meant to be, to explore the ancestors and wights of the land. As for my unexpected confidante in Heathrow, I'm sure my heathen colleagues know very well who that was.

Sunday, 3 June 2012

Understanding the Difference

I try to take time and patience to research my articles thoroughly, not only for authenticity, but the necessary perspectives that give insight into the way of life that nurtured these things into cultural being. While my experience with European customs and traditions is quite intimately first-hand, not just by heritage but living and experiencing it on location in its every language, I am forever expounding on it with each new discovery. I realize that very few pagans overseas have this opportunity, so I'm only too glad to bridge that gap.

It's a fact there's a lot of misinformation going around in popular pagan literature. All too often the authors have never even been beyond their own borders let alone had to master another language, rather, try to reinvent whatever ethnicity suits their fancy under the label of “Wicca” as if hermetic mysticism were the root of all western civilization. Instead, I've found Europe to have a far greater wealth of ancient traditions, well preserved in the works of traveling minstrels, poets and story-tellers, taking pride in a long heritage of oral tradition.

More often than not, the so-called “lack of written evidence” is just a lame excuse for what modern convenience can't provide in the English language. The irony is, the English language is relatively new compared to others of the European diaspora; thus tends to lack the concepts Germanic and Slavic still retain from as far back as their origins in the Caucasus. It can also be said of the Basques, who are actually native to Western Europe well before the last Ice Age, that their language holds the roots of earliest human beliefs.

Unfortunately, this kind of information is seldom appreciated by those who would rather imagine we are just living in the shadows of some lost magical race, with only an elite few privy to its powers; as if we haven't seen enough fanatics try to make such claims for the promise of utopia. No, I prefer to respect the providence it takes to evolve a reasonably viable existence by one's own means. It raises the question of how complacent we've become in all our urbane comfort. Bear in mind that the word “Craft” doesn't necessarily mean casting spells or summoning the powers that be, but that which you make possible with your own natural skills and kenning. A master of the art as opposed to a wannabe guru; the difference between a culture and a cult.

Monday, 30 April 2012

Walpurgisnacht

1. Es wohnte ein Fiedler zu Frankfurt am Main,
der kehrte von lustiger Zeche heim, und er trat auf den Markt,
was sah er dort? Was sah er dort?
Der schönen Frauen schmausten gar viel an dem Ort.

2. "Du buckliger Fiedler, nun fiedle uns auf!
Wir wollen dir zahlen des Lohnes vollauf; einen Tanz behende |:
gezeiget! :|
Walpurgisnacht wird heute gefei'rt."

3. Der Geiger strich einen fröhlichen Tanz,
die Frauen tanzten den Reigenkranz, und die Erste sprach: |:
 "Mein lieber Sohn, :|
 du geigst so frisch, hab' nun deinen Lohn!"

4. Sie griff ihm behende unter's Wammes sofort,
und nahm ihm den Höcker von dem Rücken fort:
"So gehe nun hin, |: mein schlanker Gesell, :|
dich nimmt nun eine jede Jungfrau zur Stell'."

5. Der Fiedler schlank in die Herberg' trat,
da wartet sein buckliger Kamerad. Den fasste der Neid: |:
 "Der Hexen Gunst :|
erwerb ich mir auch durch meine Kunst!"

6. Er trat auf den Marktplatz, und es tanzte die Schar
im Mondlicht immer noch wunderbar: "Ich geige euch gern, |:
wenn für den Dienst :|
ihr zahlen wollet mit gleicher Gunst."

7. Er geigte falsch zu der Frauen Tanz,
verstörte den holden Reigen ganz. Die Erste sprach: |:
"Mein lieber Sohn, :|
so wie du geigtest, so wird dein Lohn."

8. Sie nestelt ihm vorne am Wammes sofort
und verbarg des Gesellen Höcker dort.
Und nun ging´s husch, |: es wirbelt umher, :|
der weite Marktplatz war still und leer.

9. Der neidische Fiedler tappte gar lang, er dachte,
er käme nach Hause gar schlank. Doch wie lachten sie, |:
wie kam er in Zorn: :|
Er fand sich behöckert - so hinten als vorn.

Sunday, 29 April 2012

Spiritual Narcissists

Is there no end to you megalomaniacs condescending our site like some god-sent preacher from hell? Just where do you get off thinking that yours should be the one true virtue we should all die for? I don't give a damn how many books you wrote or how popular you think you are; without any real substance or depth of character, it's just as meaningless as the role plays of those uncongenial protagonists of your new world order. All just as shallow and characterless as your impertinent attempts to defame any signs of resistance to your wanton regime. Exacting persecution on those who are unafraid to express their objections to your impositions openly. Do you actually think projecting such twisted lies on others could possibly prove otherwise? You might as well be fighting windmills, because we don't suffer that kind of identity crisis...but then telling you anything would be futile, as you're too full of yourself to even realize just how much you are only  fooling yourself. Just alot of pious excuses to conceal the fact of what a droll and ineffectual pratt you really are. Just another cog in the machinations of mindless tedium, headed straight for that proverbial black hole. Do yourself a favour, and bugger off while you still have a face to save.

Monday, 16 April 2012

Chariot in Flames

Well now, Mr. Congeniality of the Italian wicca, I see you're still at it. Did you honestly think I don't know a sock puppet when I see one? There comes a point to masquerading where the motives just get too  conspicuous by the nature of their denials. If you had any idea just how tired I am of those worn out good-guy vs. bad-guy Hollywood scenarios, you'd perish the thought of even trying a number like that. It only goes to show how little you comprehend of the world beyond your own vain-glorious affectations. Save the chest-pounding territorial witchwars à la Cosa Nostra, it isn't hard to see where you're really coming from with that. If that's your idea of cunning craft, man are you in for a rude awakening- as not all of us give a shit about your pseudo-moral justifications, let alone know the meaning of fear or guilt. In fact, it raises the question of whether you are even a pagan at all, or just another wannabe new age marketing fashion statement. Oh, and by the way, yes I did read you back to back, and find your view of our cultures just as shallow and pretentious as the rest of that whole new age scene. As the saying goes, in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

Friday, 13 April 2012

Setting the Standard

Modern paganism is the realization that for all our domestic convenience (and that includes religion), we have forgotten what it actually takes to maintain a healthy balance with those natural resources we are so dependent on. In all our desire for the ideal, we risk defeating the very odds that actually keep this world viable. Perfection is simply not meant to be, as learning from mistakes is what makes for evolution- not to shift the blame or turn a blind eye, expecting others to make up for it. Indeed, we have seen the deadly consequences in Chernobyl and Fukushima. This compels us to wonder to how life might have been, if we had kept that ancestral respect for the natural order of things, than assume ingenuity makes us infallible demi-gods. This does not necessarily mean going back to living in caves, or reverently surrendering yourself to chance. What it does mean is taking some time in the wilds to see existence for what it really is; and how instinct gives us insight where all else fails. It's not so much worshiping, as paying due respect, through prudence in assessing our needs as opposed to wants. Living with nature is not about achieving some grandiose “cosmic oneness”, but realizing how the many different things make the whole dynamic, as all things have their own integrity in that balance on so many levels. Albeit for better or worse, one cannot exist without the other.

 For those who take paganism for anything rejected by the Nicene Creed, there seems a need for intimate communion with creation through magic. While the Babylonian mysteries and their rites may form this basis of modern esoterica, that does not make them the one size that fits all. With each new archaeological discovery we are learning that every culture had its excellence in some way at some time or place. It is this randomness of occurrence that keeps us on our toes, ever facing new challenges. Being on the move, however, can seldom burden the luxury of books. Hence, much of the knowledge handed down to us began as fireside allegories and not necessarily scripture or monuments of stone. Experiences and wisdoms describing a way of life and not just some rhetorical dogma. Thus it should be respected that some of these ways have their own language and customs still very much alive in their homelands. That means eclecticism is no excuse for simply taking something sacred for whatever suits your fancy- no matter how enigmatic or broad-minded you aspire to be. Let's not confuse wishful thinking with genuine experience. That is not how cultural diversity or religious tolerance works, especially when you are dealing with people from abroad. If you're into popularity contests to dictate a majority rule, then you are mistaking paganism for a religious order rather than a spiritual movement of diverse personal values.

 Paganism is not about escaping reality to live out some fantasy of universal peace or sublime omnipotence. Just the same, respecting nature does not promote the belief in cosmic salvation for the “chosen”, let alone the idea we were genetically engineered by extraterrestrials. For all we know, we could have just as well come from Mars. While we see the otherworldly as consisting of alternate realms, all things have their physical limitations. Whether its denizens respond favourably or not, is always a question of approach. No matter what your powers of manipulation or mystical prowess, fate and fortune have a habit of occurring where you least expect them- so always be careful what you wish for. We have to know ourselves before we can even begin to relate to others, but that's no guarantee they'll return the favour.

Friday, 6 April 2012

The Ostara Festival


Despite popular neo-pagan attempts to attribute this Celto-Germanic festival to an alleged Spring or dawn goddess, the name Ostara relates more to what was once called the "Ostermonat" in Old High German. However, the idea of months in those ancestral times were lunar, and the festival itself was usually celebrated on the full moon (or Quorn Planting Moon) following the Vernal Equinox, namely when the Sun rose exactly in the East. Thus, as far as etymology is concerned, "Ost" means "East", and "Monat" : month. German specialists in anthropology and archeoforensics have worked meticulously to establish the nature and origins of these festivals and if they were attributed to any particular deities.

This is a complicated task, given that Celto-Germanic pantheons were not only tribally secular, but very much influenced by the geographical nature of their location. In the case of Ostara, any relevence of the title itself to a deity of similar namesake could not be found. What was found in numerous places was matrons of sacred springs and other waters usually honoured that the water be blessed, and in turn, used to bless the naming of newborns. This is not to be confused with Christian baptisms, as the evidence well predates even the arrival of the Romans. Rather, the wights or matron of whatever sacred spring or river's namesake were honored with the offering of garlands. Wells were decorated with these garlands, usually topped off with a crown as seen in my photo. Also, note the wooden plaque with "Wasser ist Leben" (Water is Life).

Naturally, the eggs served part of that offering as a suitable symbol of rebirth. People far removed from the homelands of these traditions tend to wonder what bunnies could possibly have to do with all this. Well, the answer is really quite simple if you think back to how people lived without all the modern conveniences we have today. Of all the animals our ancestors hunted or trapped for food, rabbits are the first to have their young after the winter, thus the first available fresh meat. Indeed, young rabbit is traditionally eaten in SW Germany on this occasion as part of the "Osterfest".

Sunday, 25 March 2012

New School, Old School, Self-Education

Despite all scientific advancements in archeoforensics, academic standards in many places have a lot of catching up to do. Of course the organisational costs of adapting new approaches to new information are bound to be excessive for most; and given how anyone can sell their ideas on the internet these days, is no less prone to a great deal of interpretation. Thus, anyone aspiring to educate themselves, is apt to find it arduous enough searching out the source material before even being able to determine whether it is reliable or not. More often than not, this is also marred by the person's own precepts induced by popular hearsay and fanciful fashion trends. Unfortunately this is much of what paganism has been suffering since the days of Aleister Crowley; namely that any academic lack of evidence is an invitation to rearrange the pieces so that the picture fits the frame of their notions, rather than realize that they don't have the actual picture at all. The victims are usually ethno-cultures with anything others might eclectically perceive as enigmatic; some mystical grail of occult knowledge, promising the finder unimaginable psychic powers. If that were the case, then one is more apt to find it within their own familiar heritage than anyone else's, if they'd only take the time and providence to explore it. Mind you, being the contrary species that we are, sometimes we have to go afar to realize the meaning of “coming home”.

On the other hand, there is no limit to the convenient excuses to justify misinformation. Take for instance that all-time favourite: “Science can't explain everything”, well news flash, that is not the object of science. Science is the study of nature's mechanisms for solutions to whatever contentious problems that make survival or the understanding of it a right pain in the ass. It does not justify the invention of plastic chakra pyramids or running an electric current through an epoxy full of exotic industrial waste, let alone eating garlic to ward off heart disease when you drink like a viking. These are items more likely to inspire dreams of trendy market loopholes and palacial manors in the sun until somebody sues you for fraud, or even worse, criminal negligence.

I don't know who came up with the foolish notion that science was meant to be some sterile realm of industrialized non-belief and academic absolutes. That sounds more like a socialist dogma than anything creatively enlightening. Whether we call what motivates us divine or natural is actually quite relative, provided that it has a healthy respect for the natural mechanisms that we are no less dependent on as anything else in the continuum of existence. As for those want to put faith in some cosmic puppet master for the delusion of being the chosen, don't even try me. I think that crap is just a cop-out from any real sense of personal responsibility no matter what the promises of salvation.

Thursday, 22 March 2012

Something Wicked This Way Comes...

Well now, it looks like that old phantom of the UK witch wars is rearing it's ugly head again. Yes, I know exactly who you are and your associations in Falkirk. How could I not tell from that same old tail-riding carrot onna schtick? Nothing like awakening that old probiscus sense of imminent prebordom...and just in case you haven't noticed, I've been watching every move of your spies ever since that jerk alert. Yes, I saw them perusing the associated sites listing for my private forum. Don't try to deny it, that's why these sites have a convenient little device called a traffic feed. Of course, in the meantime, you'll notice it's all up and disappeared, heh. What amazes me is how you lot still think you can psychobabble me into such utter bullshit. I know all about your hidden political agenda to undermine anything heathen with your little new age PC bombs. Save the trying to make cultural identity look nationalistic when I've seen how you treat foreigners who don't conform to your trend. So who died and made you god? Read my lips; like which part of fuck off did you not understand? I mean, seriously, get a life, get therapy.

Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Q is not anybody's Fool

I do not base my friendships on the "like-minded" or those who wish to push their credo on me for whatever forms of "social acceptability". I prefer people who don't lie to themselves, rather, say what they mean and mean what they say, and especially know how to respect that 18 inch intimate zone. I grew up in a cold war world full of deceptions and psychological entrapments, where knowing your enemies among those who proposed to be your friends was a matter of life or death. While I have never known my brain damaged mother to be sound of mind, my machiavellian father was of no help either. Neither of them had much time for us other than beat their war propaganda distorted schisms into us to no avail. We were merely there to fit the 2.3 children standard of social acceptability in those days; for them to acquire all the domestic conveniences the goverment had on offer for their services. The old "children should be seen and not heard" regime, put on display whenever social acceptability required it while packing up the troubles in the old kit bag to smile, smile, smile. Yeah right, I was stuck in the political grey zone between east and west, two families divided. One fleeing the underbelly of profligate nobility, the other fleeing oppressive socialist regimes. Stuck in a no-zone of such insurmountable contradictions you soon learn how to read between the lies. It's not like people were simply out to exploit and betray you, it was much deeper than that. These were people who had become mere shadows of their former selves through denial of their own self-betrayal for the promises of an ideal world- always looking to shift the blame on the non-players. Any trace of remorse was completely buried under that dense facade of mutually assured self-righteousness. A strange belief in some god-sent cosmic messenger gonna make it all better for them. I'm not going to name it Christianity, because that's only one of its guises, rather, comes in all kinds of ideological gestalts and not necessarily always religious or political. So don't come onto me with that idyllic what you think I should be. It's not like I haven't heard that line before. When I snap at you it's because I see you're trying to pull a sneaky. Don't kid yourself, I'm not at all swayed by overt flattery, positivity NLP, peer worshipping sycophantic come ons or any kind of psychobabble; nor will I submit to threats of emotional blackmail, social rejection or the ugly rumour gallery for that matter. I'm not lobbying for an entourage or trying to "shine above all the rest" but if you are going to use my information, either keep it under my name- or do the logical thing; like start your own discussion from your own perspective, or even your own group. Thank you.

Sunday, 11 March 2012

Alemannic Half-Timber Construction




Half-timbering is a skeleton method of construction in which the load-bearing framework is made of wood. The supporting framework consists of vertical, horizontal and slanting construction elements. The intervening sections are filled with clay wattling, rough rendering or with rubble or bricks. The horizontal bearers are known as sole plates and head plates, the vertical supports are known as uprights, shafts or posts, depending on size. In order to stabilise this framework, slanted braces or struts are inserted. This is the principle of the half-timbered house.

Overleaf half-timbering was common in south-west Germany until the beginning of the 16th century. This term refers to the practice of having uprights and struts cut in so deeply that they lie above each other on the same level on the facade. This method of construction is popularly referred to as "Alemannic". It was prohibited in Wuerttemberg by ducal building regulations in 1568 but continued to be used for some time afterwards, particularly for roof constructions.

In contrast the more recent method of construction is popularly referred to as "Frankish" half-timbering, although this is found not only in south but in central Germany. The mortice and tenon technique used here made the wooden skeleton more flexible on the whole. A tenon was cut out of the cut surface of the pieces of wood to be joined and this was then inserted like a wedge into the incision in the next piece of wood. This construction method emerged in around 1500, at the same time as the Renaissance taste was beginning to demand more ornate decorative elements.

Whereas the "Alemannic" half-timbered house is noted for its statically open construction, the so-called Frankish half-timbered style is characterised by the playfulness of its ornamentation. St. Andrew's crosses, andirons, rosettes, rhombuses and carving on uprights and posts as well as ornamental intarsia work were elements of this rich repertoire of forms which reached its peak at around 1600.

By the middle of the 18th century, the half-timbered house with its emphasis on visibility was going out of fashion. Those who could afford it built stone houses or plastered their half-timbered houses. An ordinance by Duke Carl Eugen in the year 1744 on the facing of buildings was intended to reduce the risk of fires. As a result the previously rich figural ornamentation gave way to simpler constructions with V and K struts.

The visible half-timbering of houses was rediscovered as an aesthetic and reasonably cheap method of building in the 19th century. At first it was used for buildings along railway lines and for public and industrial architecture. In the historicist period at the end of the 19th century, a deliberate effort was made to imitate the ornamentation of the Renaissance and Baroque period, although individual elements were also often introduced.

In this image you can see how the wattle is built up between the beams. This provides a hold for the loam or clay used to fill the compartments.


Friday, 9 March 2012

Just in case you missed it...

Despite all claims to fame as a published writer of pagan books, it does not constitute the right to manipulate public discussion forums with secret demands to have anyone who questions your approach conveniently banned. It is you who chose to delineate any healthy debate into a battlefront of "either you're for me or against me", to patronize the skeptical with that old parent-to-child gestalt ploy. Why shouldn't all that double-talking arrogance piss anyone off who can see it as plain as the nose on your face? That is where you are mistaken Mister Guru of the one and only "hereditary witchcraft". What you fail to see, is not so much the question of authenticity, rather, the seediness of your proselytizing behaviour. Face it, all that lamenting about venomous negativity just can't disguise how much you deliberate it for want of worship as a martyr. Still you persist in sending your muppets to badger us with these convenient demonizations. Save the persecution complex and branding of heretics, you're starting to sound like some kind of televangelist from hell.  Do yourself a favour preacher and STFU, we're a critical learning site not some church to shepherd the gospel according to you or anyone else. Rest assured we are quite capable of our own responsible judgment no matter how much smoke and mirrors. Anyone who tries that shit on us shouldn't wonder why the bus is leaving town without them. You or anybody, that is final.

Thursday, 16 February 2012

The Problem with Modern Contemporary Esoterica

Looking back through the contemporary history of the so-called “civilized” world, one thing becomes generally apparent. Between the Holy Roman and Byzantine Empires and all the crusades that paved the course of Evangelism, there was always a secret tendency to its esoteric opposite. The irony is, this had little to do with any revival of pre-Christian tradition, as most of it had already been syncretically absorbed by Catholicism at this time. Instead there came hermetic mysticism, no less steeped in Middle Eastern lore as it was always assumed to be the birthplace of higher civilization. In fact this has been the general school of thought for both evangelists and esoterics well into the 20th century. Yet, despite all advancements in archeoforensics, still persists in the theosophical following of such seeming intellectuals as Helena Blavatsky, Aleister Crowley and Dion Fortune.

The fallacy is that assumption that no writings could be found elsewhere, for whatever they had hoped to find it all written on. I still hear this argument today from their adherents; so oblivious to the fact of ongoing oral traditions, let alone why the Celto-Germanic peoples chose not to write them down. Well, I was raised on oral tradition, especially because of how the esoteric movement tried to rewrite our history. Yes, I'm talking Fahrenheit 451 here, and they are just as much to blame as the evangelists. Little do they realize how Blavatsky's “Secret Doctrine” inspired the curse of Nazi Ariosophy. Yet, you would have thought it ended with the Nuremberg trials, but not all things utopian necessarily come in the German language, nor did it really have anything to do with paganism either- especially that assumption that any special human ability came from the allegedly angelic Annunaki. Nonetheless, the buggers are still at it, trying to make it all sound so politically correct through alternate wording, when it actually boils down to much the same exploit of wanton illusion.

Two wrongs don't make it right, so think again.