The Battle for Immortalityby Rev. Kenneth Molyneaux
The Battle for Immortality
Many intrepid adventurers have sought after the medallion of immortality. Have any found this fountain of youth? Are we aware of any heroic souls who have achieved this goal, or is it simply a fairy tale conceived in the mind of a creative minstrel? It is our duty to examine this escapade in order to realize whether or not it is possible to wear the armor of everlasting life. After all, who would not gallop swiftly after this sparkling diamond if they beheld it half-buried in the sand?
Even in this age of scientific might, there is no way to sustain physical immortality. The body is doomed to die, regardless of how much we might wish to change this. Sure, there have been those who have eclipsed the century mark in years, but they too eventually saw the end of the story called life. Despite the continual torrent of money that we pour into medical research, we are no closer to eternal life than we were thousands of years ago when we were born. Is it therefore a fruitless endeavor to strive for immortality? The body surely perishes, but is there some other way to achieve our goal?
In spite of our corporeal husk, we can live on in the minds of others after our descent into death. By great and noble deeds, we can engrave our names so indelibly into the hearts of the people, that it will be impossible to forget our ascendant names. By contributing zealously to our crusade, we will not only find contentment in our actions, but, if our actions are great enough, we will be forever remembered by our progeny. This dedication can take many forms, like spreading our sublime message to the masses, or financially supporting the cause, or writing epic masterpieces to rouse our mighty folk, or many other productive means. The spirit of Klassen and Hitler will never fade from our minds and they prove that immortality exists. While they may not walk amongst us, there essence will only perish if our race expires.
While we all struggle in our sacred path and would appreciate being recognized for our accomplishments, we must realize that there is a higher form of immortality than that of the individual. Surely those valiant heroes who blaze a path of righteousness must be honored, but without those who become immortal by carrying on our golden race in the form of families, we would be utterly and totally obliterated. Only by having large, salubrious families can we repopulate this world with our aristocratic kind. Therefore, the propagation of our folk is of supreme importance to ensuring the immortality of our people.
Our trek through the dimensions of unending life have shown that through mighty deed and procreation, we can indeed sustain life past our worldly demise. We needn't choose between the two, however. We must embrace both options with utter merriment similar to how we wield our hefty battle-axes in our Racial Holy War. Our axes should be double- bladed to represent our acts of valorous deeds on one blade, while the other should symbolize our family. With this vigorous immortal weapon, we must charge into the melee and bloody our blades as we rend asunder the heads of our foes in a glorious tempest of delight. The blood that spatters upon our armor shall ensure our invincibility.