>Let us face ourselves. We are Hyperboreans; we know very well how far off we live. 'Neither by land nor by sea will you find the way to the Hyperboreans'—Pindar already knew this about us. Beyond the north, ice, and death—our life, our happiness. We have discovered happiness, we know the way, we have found the exit out of the labyrinth of thousands of years. Who else has found it? Modern man perhaps? 'I have got lost; I am everything that has got lost,' sighs modern man. This modernity was our sickness: lazy peace, cowardly compromise, the whole virtuous uncleanliness of the modern Yes and No. … Rather live in the ice than among modern virtues and other south winds! We were intrepid enough, we spared neither ourselves nor others; but for a long time we did not know where to turn with our intrepidity. We became gloomy, we were called fatalists. Our fatum—abundance, tension, the damming of strength. We thirsted for lightning and deeds and were most remote from the happiness of the weakling, 'resignation.' In our atmosphere was a thunderstorm; the nature we are became dark—for we saw no way. Formula for our happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal. - Friedrich Nietzsche
What (((Xianity))) Took From You
After finishing daily household chores and homeschooling my daughter, I finally have time for myself. I enjoy a quiet warm house, good herbal tea, and time for thoughts, books, and music. I'm so happy I can live a simple life. So far I live my way as much as it's possible. When I first became an adult I was eager to branch out and join the big modern world. I soon left that life. I couldn't stand it, a life which was not really mine, where I couldn't be myself. I didn't even have the time for knowing who I am. I felt like I was trapped. I'm glad I had enough courage to change that, to be in charge and create my life. Nothing comes easy, I know that very well, but it's obvious if there is something important for us and has value we have to fight for it. Time really flies, it's better to wake up sooner than later and live a more conscious life. We can't let the illusion of life trick us. My family and I want to live even more independently and self-sufficiently. We will keep working on that. So, after all I'm very thankful for what I have and who I am as a person.
Christianity is Platoism for the masses OP
It has taken nothing from me
>Respect should be given those indigenous nations who still carry on their ceremonies, still following the ancient laws. - O. Lyons
Our tradition is the strength of our people. The ancient wisdom and knowledge of ancient laws are hidden in the tradition and ceremonies from our beginnings. The ceremonies teach us to pray, they teach us to look inside ourselves, they connect us with Higher Ones and our Ancestors.
Visting Sweden (my husband's grandmother's homeland) last summer.
cringe.
My husband makes juices, ciders and wine with fruits from our garden. Freshly made raw apple juice is not only a refreshing natural beverage, it is also rich in many nutrients.
You are a beautiful woman with a lovely home and your life sounds ideal
We like to take homeschooling to the garden. My daughter enjoys learning outside. Summer is the perfect time for making wreaths. Flowers have bloomed all around us.
>we should base our values on heathen concepts our ancestors gave up
Clearly our ancestors learned and experienced something that made them change their beliefs. You claim to honor them, yet you insult them with your arrogance
>From childhood I was consciously trained to be a man, I was trained to be a warrior and a hunter. After coming to a deep consciousness of brotherhood, the first thing for me to accomplish was to adapt myself perfectly to natural things, to harmonize myself with nature. - Charles A. Eastman
Let our men to be men. Respect our men. Respect the ancestral ways and natural law.
holy shit are those fucking cutting scars
Old photographs... The whispers of my ancestors hidden in these little pictures. They tell stories, dreamtime stories. Love and war, youth and old age, life and death. Souls will speak and our folk shall be our light.
yeah def. some people have a fucked past and didn't have access to drugs or other escape methods.
this post is based if not a larp
Celebrating the Summer Solstice.
How lovely.
One of these girls is my husband's mother. The girls paraded the neighborhood and sang to welcome Spring. An area of a forest was designated a sacred grove.
bumping again, this is amazing OP
christcucks are shaking
Walking our land with my daughter wearing vintage dresses.
Here's pictures of me when I was about my daughter's age. My childhood was awesome, living by the lake, near the forest, with my lovely grandparents, dogs and cats, beautiful nature around, playing with cousins and kids from our quiet neighborhood. In the summertime we ate natural fresh goodies from our garden. It was very happy time and now I try to create that kind of life for my daughter. The wheel of life revolves.
During time of celebration we remember about our forebears and we honor them. My husband's ancestors from his mother side were Swedish. These 19th century paintings of his Swedish ancestors are from Helsinki, Grand Duchy of Finland then part of the Russian Empire. The paintings survived various wars and fortunately remained in the family. Their sagas fascinate me. Ancestry researchers found written evidence of the activities of the protoplast of the family dated back to the 15th century when he became the commander of the castle in Örebro.
Wtf, this should be illegal.
Being a true European? Stfu Christkike.
I think they were being sarcastic user
Stfu gypsy
Go kneel and lick nigger feet Amerimutt.
You live in America?
What is this image holy shit its so wholesome
I'm a pagan but you are kinda larpy
Based Israeli bro, I love you!
Please, keep shilling for 'paganism' and your 'ancestors'!
BASED™
Wow what a degenerate looking fella.
Wow, she's precious.
>what xtianity took from you
>being a faggot, drinking cum
>worshipping weak "gods"
Ok, LARPagan
My daughter with our friends decorate the Maypole. Keeping our culture alive.
Garden harvest with my little helper.
Growing food is freedom and happiness. Food is sacred, food is life.
Springtime is the time for gardening. My husband is a good gardener. Planting various plants, flowers, and trees on our land is one of his favorite activities.
>bribed king forces Judaism4goys on populace
Lotta choice they had, huh race traitor?
>We are Hyperboreans
sadly not all of us.
It's summer and it's nice to cool down a bit and go swimming in a forrest lake.
>meme flag
>sudden spike in BBC porn threads and Christanity hate threads
They're scared.
Findings from the attic. Collection of photos from 1930's from our neighboring region. My husband's grandfather worked there as a pedologist and took many interesting pictures of locals in their daily life. For me these photos are a real treasure.
Of what? We dont do anything around here.
Ashton Birdie a.k.a. Ashton Whitty. She's a mentally ill tradthot but she is definitely cute as a button. Natural blond too
Childhood and the beautiful smile of summer, enjoying the greenery of life and sway with the flowers in the sun, to give roots to string and happy. Here is one of my favorite photos from my family album. My uncle (my father's older brother) together with his friend playing in the woodshed in the backyard of my grandparents. Looking at this picture I associate it so well with a good childhood. Mine was also happy. I owe it to my parents and my grandparents. My childhood gave me strength for my future life and power to overcome difficulties. I appreciate all my life lessons and memories of times when I was a child will always be my strength, it's like returning to the source from which I draw the energy needed to live. We must give a wise and happy life to our children, support their creativity, develop their spirituality and allow them to be in contact with nature, show them the beauty of their heritage, fill them with love and self-confidence so that in the future they would be strong and resistant to the hardships of life, that no one would ever break their spirit and that they would live according to their own will as free, thoughtful people.
Remember, it's never a bad time to celebrate the simple life.