Welcome to dystopia. Sometimes reality surpasses fiction. Fritz Lang's Metropolis anticipated a futuristic, capitalist and leisure city, with deified technology and robotics, and dehumanized and heartless labor relations. Chaplin's Modern Times also elaborated on that idea. Ernst Jünger's anti-utopian work —The Worker, Heliopolis, Eumeswill or On the Marble Cliffs— advanced his vision of the degradation of the individual as a homogenized functional object —which curiously obscures his human face with masks—, the servitudes of power, the generators of opinion, demagogy, tyranny and totalitarianism of decomposed societies subjected to nihilism. Orwell in his 1984 painted a world of control, with a watchful big brother and a thought police telling us what to think, with the imposition of the one-party dictatorship brainwashing from the omnipresent telescreen, propaganda and newspeak slogans ( "War is peace", "Freedom is slavery", "Ignorance is strength."). In Huxley's Brave New World, a paradise is announced where absolutely everything was determined, which denies free will, manages emotions, the use of technology to control society, that consumer society happily enslaved and emptied of all spiritual content. Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, once again predicted a uniform and oppressive happy arcadia with curtailed freedom of expression, which censors thought and knowledge, with a society obsessed with the media of TV and radio that instead burns books, its citizens are watched, vigilantes and informants, where all censorship is a social good and persecutes the dissident. The most recent Journey to the End of Time by José Javier Esparza, with technical civilization and the excesses of genetic engineering, facing the desperate search for the sacred and the return of the spirit. Until the Matrix saga that focuses on determinism, the ties of the system, freedom, our domination and mental programming.

Despite great powers in the shadows, powers that be, influential multinationals, bilderberg clubs, loobies, think tanks, Masonic societies, media terminals, currents of thought, future plans and agendas or governments that lie and corset, one can search for theories of the conspiracy, but the truth is that the great mass is already intoxicated and alienated. The cultural hegemony that Gramsci spoke of has swept everything away. A twist has been given to those dystopian predictions. All in the name of democracy, freedom, equality and progress. True freedom has been undermined. Today they no longer have to pull the strings, we are happy slaves, brainwashing and the conquest of minds in its final stage. We adore our subjective self and our relative truth turned into absolute, we fatten our ego in the networks, we project what we are not. Because we are neurotic individuals, weapons of mass manipulation that play at cancel culture, fake news, inclusive language and political correctness. We are sheep and indoctrinated masses but we don't even know this and if they tell us we won't believe it either. Our preferences and tastes Google already knows them. We are impulses fed by an algorithm that works with artificial intelligence, and that tells us how to think and how to feel. Inexperienced, docile underdogs and without the ability to react, only what is expected of us, that of the herd. Nature itself has been straightened out with the power of science and technology, finally redesigning society and the human being. It is the new religion, a labyrinth of new parables, crumbling images, precarious icons, and the great silenced truths, thrown into ostracism.

Faced with the dehumanization of postmodernity, the globalist posthumanity of the new world order and contemporary nihilist decadence, there is nothing left but to lie in wait, as the soldier poet, anarch and cursed rebel Jünger used to say, return to the "forest", to the refuge, to the resistance interior, outside the walls of the system, alone with oneself. Hour of effort and will, primordial force, creative individuality, distancing from homogeneity, transversality and dissidence. Like the ranger who goes into exile and rearms, when the time comes he mounts the beast and charges into battle.

Postmodernism is here to stay, the political currents known to date are mortally wounded, due to many renewals of their message to continue in the wheel of the system, they will not be able to do anything against the powerful capitalist system, already in the orbit of transhumanism and Artificial intelligence.

The apostles of evolution with their Promethean solutions have loaded their globalist and relativistic ammunition, and have launched it on every living creature. Their vision is the same as always, liberation, the kingdom of happiness on earth, which hides nothing but a vile interest in amassing fortunes and power for their elites and their lineages. But that invented world that they try to impose on us is not the true and his conception of man so far from the truth aims to create an amorphous, manageable, denatured and neurotic mass emancipated by its relative truths and its subjective self-determination. No matter how many laws they articulate, no matter how much indoctrination they are, they will never be able to put barriers to freedom and life. Denying their spiritual reality and desacralizing it is the objective of their plans and agendas.

AI is a twist in that whole process. It will transform absolutely everything. Think about jobs, genetic engineering, assisted reproduction, babies on demand, algorithms... there is talk of a fourth Industrial Revolution, in which the old economic and political models are going to be useless. Faced with this increasingly present dystopian world of science fiction, a return to the transcendent conception of man, an update of the Tradition as a response to nihilism and the coming hypertechnology.

Dethrone Tyranny!! Gamma Ray, one of the leading German power metal bands, founded by Kai Hansen (Helloween guitarist), warns us and shows us the way. His explicit songs like “Illuminati You will never take control!” or “New World Order” unfortunately so current…

Illuminati You will never take control !:

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Illuminati

You've come to take control

You can take my heartbeat

But you can't break my soul

We all shall be free

Illuminati

You'll never take control

Your new world order

Will lead to none at all

We all stand before you as one

Heaven is for everyone

To be free from the dark

New World Order:

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On wings of tomorrow we're coming to fly

Erasing the sorrow and this is the place where you die

We're shaking the chains off the world of today

We're coming to get you no matter what you're gonna say,

This is the time of the ending

It's the dawn of a new world order

This is a new beginning

Where a new world shall arise, we scream

On the wings of yesterday you're gonna die

And you know it's gonna be - we're screaming

This is illumination - we are

We are illuminates - beware

This is illumination - we are

We are illuminates

We live inside society, our presence is unknown

We plot and we manipulate you to which way to go

Illumination comes across the world to bring an end

Intimidating silent force that puts us in command

This is the dawn of the ending

It's the time of a new world order

This is a new beginning

Where a new world shall arise, we scream

On the wings of yesterday you're gonna die

And we know it's gonna be - forever

This is illumination - We are

We are illuminates - Beware

This is illumination - We are

We are illuminates

In the darkness, we shall await

Prepare for changes, to seal your fate

This is illumination - We are

We are illuminates - Beware

This is illumination - We are

We are illuminates

Night has fallen, the magic in the environment, the druids invoke the spirit of wheat to return to the fields, it is then that the great straw doll captures the spirit of abundance.

The great Celtic festival of the god Lugh begins, the time of the first harvests, between the summer solstice and the autumn equinox, time to gather food for the harsh winter.

Golden field, solar energy, goddess of grain, thank you for the gifts of the earth, its wheat, its oats and its barley.

February 27, 380, the emperor Theodosius abolished the religion and festival of the Sun Invictus by the famous edict of Thessalonica. Until then the Romans worshiped the Sun god during the Republic, and with greater prominence in the Imperial era, since the gradual entry of different religions of salvation of monotheistic tendency, such as Christianity and Mithrism, was giving greater weight to the power of the star king, the one who conquered the darkness ...

Emperor Aurelian made it official on December 25 as the day of the birth of the Undefeated Sun (the main divinity of the Roman pantheon at that time) back in the year 274 and later Juliano the Apostate would declare Helios (Greek equivalent) as the only divinity, and would try to prevent the spread of growing Christianity.

Finally, during a long process of syncretism, both the Festival of the Birth of the Invincible Sun "Dies Natalis Solis Invicti" held after the Winter Solstice, when daylight increased, as well as many other acts and celebrations were gradually reconverted. Paganism would come to an end, a new stage would begin with a victorious sun reborn in the arms of a Galilean.

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If you have seen women running through the streets from one place to another being chased by some half naked guys in wolf skins who whipped and whipped them with bloody strips of ram, do not be alarmed! they are just remembering an old pagan festival, something lewd that yes, but it was a sacred rite of purification and fecundity celebrated in Ancient Rome every February 15 called the lupercales or Lupercalia.

The word comes from lupus, that is, wolf and its Roman god of fertility and male sexuality Fauno Luperco (Greek mythological deity Pan, the one who protected the wolf), a strange, hairy being, with legs and horns of a goat and large, pointed ears with a voracious and infinite sexual appetite.

One of the legends tells that in the ancient city of Alba Longa, the evil Amulio after deposing his brother Numitor from the throne, ordered to kill all his first-born, turning his daughter Rea Silvia into a virgin so that she would not have successors, but The god of war Mars was enraptured by the girl and they procreated the brothers Romulus and Remus, who managed to escape from the clutches of their uncle Amulio, managing to survive in the forests thanks to the woodpecker and the she-wolf Luperca who nursed and raised them. Years later they would return to their homeland to take revenge and kill him.

Due to the shortage of fertility and women in Rome, the oracle of the goddess Juno announced that the mothers of Lazio would be fertilized by a male goat. For this purpose, a ritual was held every February 15 in the Lupercal cave - there where Romulus and Remus were suckled by the she-wolf - where the most virile young men were selected - those ephebos who, on their initiation path, had lived in the forests as human wolves—, called loberos or luperci (friends of the wolf), and their faces were marked with the blood of a dog and a sacrificed male goat.

To make the rite more fun and interesting, virile members were created in the form of strips with the skin of the goat ... The libido to the surface, the lustful participants launched themselves in the carnal search for women eager to be impregnated, who agreed in a Shameless sexual play, whipping and spanking included, in a depurifying act that increased fertility.

Christianity erased with a stroke of the pen this fun bacchanal, so beneficial to health and to the women of Ancient Rome, moving it to February 14, Valentine's Day.

If you have seen women running through the streets from one place to another being chased by some half naked guys in wolf skins who whipped and whipped them with bloody strips of ram, do not be alarmed! they are just remembering an old pagan festival, something lewd that yes, but it was a sacred rite of purification and fecundity celebrated in Ancient Rome every February 15 called the lupercales or Lupercalia.

The word comes from lupus, that is, wolf and its Roman god of fertility and male sexuality Fauno Luperco (Greek mythological deity Pan, the one who protected the wolf), a strange, hairy being, with legs and horns of a goat and large, pointed ears with a voracious and infinite sexual appetite.

One of the legends tells that in the ancient city of Alba Longa, the evil Amulio after deposing his brother Numitor from the throne, ordered to kill all his first-born, turning his daughter Rea Silvia into a virgin so that she would not have successors, but The god of war Mars was enraptured by the girl and they procreated the brothers Romulus and Remus, who managed to escape from the clutches of their uncle Amulio, managing to survive in the forests thanks to the woodpecker and the she-wolf Luperca who nursed and raised them. Years later they would return to their homeland to take revenge and kill him.

Due to the shortage of fertility and women in Rome, the oracle of the goddess Juno announced that the mothers of Lazio would be fertilized by a male goat. For this purpose, a ritual was held every February 15 in the Lupercal cave - there where Romulus and Remus were suckled by the she-wolf - where the most virile young men were selected - those ephebos who, on their initiation path, had lived in the forests as human wolves—, called loberos or luperci (friends of the wolf), and their faces were marked with the blood of a dog and a sacrificed male goat.

To make the rite more fun and interesting, virile members were created in the form of strips with the skin of the goat ... The libido to the surface, the lustful participants launched themselves in the carnal search for women eager to be impregnated, who agreed in a Shameless sexual play, whipping and spanking included, in a depurifying act that increased fertility.

Christianity erased with a stroke of the pen this fun bacchanal, so beneficial to health and to the women of Ancient Rome, moving it to February 14, Valentine's Day.

If you have seen women running through the streets from one place to another being chased by some half naked guys in wolf skins who whipped and whipped them with bloody strips of ram, do not be alarmed! they are just remembering an old pagan festival, something lewd that yes, but it was a sacred rite of purification and fecundity celebrated in Ancient Rome every February 15 called the lupercales or Lupercalia.

The word comes from lupus, that is, wolf and its Roman god of fertility and male sexuality Fauno Luperco (Greek mythological deity Pan, the one who protected the wolf), a strange, hairy being, with legs and horns of a goat and large, pointed ears with a voracious and infinite sexual appetite.

One of the legends tells that in the ancient city of Alba Longa, the evil Amulio after deposing his brother Numitor from the throne, ordered to kill all his first-born, turning his daughter Rea Silvia into a virgin so that she would not have successors, but The god of war Mars was enraptured by the girl and they procreated the brothers Romulus and Remus, who managed to escape from the clutches of their uncle Amulio, managing to survive in the forests thanks to the woodpecker and the she-wolf Luperca who nursed and raised them. Years later they would return to their homeland to take revenge and kill him.

Due to the shortage of fertility and women in Rome, the oracle of the goddess Juno announced that the mothers of Lazio would be fertilized by a male goat. For this purpose, a ritual was held every February 15 in the Lupercal cave - there where Romulus and Remus were suckled by the she-wolf - where the most virile young men were selected - those ephebos who, on their initiation path, had lived in the forests as human wolves—, called loberos or luperci (friends of the wolf), and their faces were marked with the blood of a dog and a sacrificed male goat.

To make the rite more fun and interesting, virile members were created in the form of strips with the skin of the goat ... The libido to the surface, the lustful participants launched themselves in the carnal search for women eager to be impregnated, who agreed in a Shameless sexual play, whipping and spanking included, in a depurifying act that increased fertility.

Christianity erased with a stroke of the pen this fun bacchanal, so beneficial to health and to the women of Ancient Rome, moving it to February 14, Valentine's Day.

Naked, in front of oneself, next to the oak, the sun awaits us, it plays night vigil.

Let the log burn, let us burn the old,

and with its ashes we purify our soul,

their fertile sowing give us an abundance of heart and wisdom.

May the ancestors join us in the great banquet until dawn.

The life that sleeps under the earth will be reborn after darkness.

Yule.

February 27, 380, the emperor Theodosius abolished the religion and festival of the Sun Invictus by the famous edict of Thessalonica. Until then the Romans worshiped the Sun god during the Republic, and with greater prominence in the Imperial era, since the gradual entry of different religions of salvation of monotheistic tendency, such as Christianity and Mithrism, was giving greater weight to the power of the star king, the one who conquered the darkness ...

Emperor Aurelian made it official on December 25 as the day of the birth of the Undefeated Sun (the main divinity of the Roman pantheon at that time) back in the year 274 and later Juliano the Apostate would declare Helios (Greek equivalent) as the only divinity, and would try to prevent the spread of growing Christianity.

Finally, during a long process of syncretism, both the Festival of the Birth of the Invincible Sun "Dies Natalis Solis Invicti" held after the Winter Solstice, when daylight increased, as well as many other acts and celebrations were gradually reconverted. Paganism would come to an end, a new stage would begin with a victorious sun reborn in the arms of a Galilean.

An ancient Persian myth told us of the coming of an envoy from the Sun, Mithras, who, dressed with Phrygian, torch and dagger, will be worshiped by shepherds, and in a primordial cave he will redeem men through the sacrifice of a primeval bull. According to legend after being captured, he will carry it on his shoulders and kill him. The new world will be reborn after its ascension to heaven together with its resurrected dead beyond the stars ...

As often happens, the myth was lost in time until Rome rescued it back in the 1st century BC. assimilating him to the God Invictus, where after the Saturnalia every December 25, Mitra would be reborn victorious "natalis solis invicti" (death, resurrection and growth of the crops).

The light is reborn and returns, the end of the darkness of days is approaching. With the sowing and the field work completed, it is time to celebrate the coming of light. Let's light candles, decorate our homes with plants, get together with family and friends, exchange gifts, drink and eat, these are days of fun.

Rome dresses up with sacrifices in honor of Saturn and agrarian cults, there are no slaves or masters, no wars or executions, no sickles or hoes, just public banquets, joy, laughter, happiness, country delight and carnival, let's rejoice for a year more of this ancient pagan celebration !! The winter solstice is soon over, our undefeated Sun is returning soon. Happy Saturnalia!!

The magic night is yet to come. Our star king has reached its zenith to flood us with light, love, heat & energy.

Jump into the flames, let go of your fears, burn your ballasts and immerse yourself in the pure waters bathed in the full moon of June.

Remember Sirius, bright light from heaven that illuminates the Nile.

Celebrate the god Juno and the goddess Jupiter who celebrate their heavenly love in Ancient Rome.

Praise the goddess Lithia of the Wiccas who in love hopes to be fertilized.

Beware of the mystical, charming, and mischievous Celtic creatures that go out to tangle with humans.

Dance with the druid drums to the rhythm of dawn, at its peak the sun filters, flooding the ancient stones of the StoneHenge with magical light.

& adore forever the oracle of the spirit of nature !!

A door opens, it is time to communicate with the world of the dead. Everything is prepared for the magic rite, the bonfires are lit, the skulls are decorated, the spirits are rolled, together with the druid we prepare for the ritual night of Halloween, the Celtic Samhain awaits us. Worship of fallen ancestors and protection against the evil dead. The common and varied pagan belief in the whole world, fallen darkness, ancient traditions, Holy Companies, lemurs and manes, Jack o'lantern, pumpkins and masquerades ... it is All Hallows' Eve , Halloween has begun, waiting to be guided in this life towards the immortal...

The magic night is yet to come. Our star king has reached its zenith to flood us with light, love, heat & energy.

Jump into the flames, let go of your fears, burn your ballasts and immerse yourself in the pure waters bathed in the full moon of June.

Remember Sirius, bright light from heaven that illuminates the Nile.

Celebrate the god Juno and the goddess Jupiter who celebrate their heavenly love in Ancient Rome.

Praise the goddess Lithia of the Wiccas who in love hopes to be fertilized.

Beware of the mystical, charming, and mischievous Celtic creatures that go out to tangle with humans.

Dance with the druid drums to the rhythm of dawn, at its peak the sun filters, flooding the ancient stones of the StoneHenge with magical light.

& adore forever the oracle of the spirit of nature !!

La Estantigua (in Castilian tradition), Güestia or Bona Xente (in Asturian mythology), Corteju de Genti de Muerti (in Extremadura), Estadea (in Zamora), Hueste de Ánimas (in León), Vision, La Huespeda… different names to refer to the Santa Compaña, that group of wandering hooded ghosts, a dark army of souls in pain that wandered in the gloomy night through the towns, forests and crossroads as an omen of death. To know its origin, we must go back to Germanic paganism (Wild Hunt — whose evolution under the medieval Christian veil would give the gloomy spectral procession Mesnie Hellequin—) and Celtic (the Sluagh or the Fairy Host) related to omens of wars, plagues, diseases future and acts of gathering souls.

The magic night is yet to come. Our star king has reached its zenith to flood us with light, love, heat & energy.

Jump into the flames, let go of your fears, burn your ballasts and immerse yourself in the pure waters bathed in the full moon of June.

Remember Sirius, bright light from heaven that illuminates the Nile.

Celebrate the god Juno and the goddess Jupiter who celebrate their heavenly love in Ancient Rome.

Praise the goddess Lithia of the Wiccas who in love hopes to be fertilized.

Beware of the mystical, charming, and mischievous Celtic creatures that go out to tangle with humans.

Dance with the druid drums to the rhythm of dawn, at its peak the sun filters, flooding the ancient stones of the StoneHenge with magical light.

& adore forever the oracle of the spirit of nature !!