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[The Will to Greatness]

The Will to Greatness
by Rev. Kenneth Molyneaux

The Will to Greatness

    The force known simply as the will, resides in everyone of us regardless of our physical or mental abilities. This innate drive compels one towards greatness if it is strong, while smashing one against the rocks if it is weak. The determination and drive that is the will can be a mighty broadsword in the hands of a skilled swordsman or a meager pebble devoid of power. If changing the world is one's desire than a strong will is a prime requisite to achieving this dream.

    The potential for a will capable of devastating galaxies is available in every White Racial Comrade. The great power that a strong will contains, is within us waiting to be seized by the mighty crusader. Despite any frailties an individual might possess, the will can never be totally suppressed while one lives. It may have been pounded down into the dark underworld, but still it exists. Just as an unsightly caterpillar becomes a radiant butterfly, the possessor of a weak will can blossom into a strong-willed hero.

    All the injuries, scars, and adverse adventures one may be forced to endure can mold a superhuman will. These conditions have the potential to act like powerful muscles that enhance the will that sustains us. A warrior can train for years but if he never engages in actual combat, he will be unprepared and likely to die. The same can be said of the will as it must experience the hardships of life in order to realize its full vigor. Strength can undoubtedly be obtained from the suffering in life as long as one isn't swallowed by the pain and misery. Those with a strong will wanting greater mastery of themselves, will welcome danger and its rewards by hurtling themselves into the terrifying grasp of death with a primordial howl of ascendancy.

    Those who think they have attained a mighty will should continually test this idea to remove any delusions they might harbor. Adventures of mind and body should be undertaken to prove to the individual, not the world, that one possesses Earth changing power. The gladiator must strive to best his foes with his superior willpower, that is far more devastating than any physical weapon he might wield. The scholar must use his drive to hurl the weapon of words at his foes while consuming the power of knowledge. Constantly conditioning the will, leads to its strengthening and increased power that leads one to glory.

    In order to create a wondrous White World, men of great drive, determination, and courage are required. These great men who possess blazing wills, are the hope of millions. World leaders like Napoleon and Hitler radiated cosmic energy that burned hotter than many stars. This sizzling willpower enabled them to carve out vast Empires virtually single-handedly. Mental revolutionaries like Nietzsche and Klassen, cleared the path to greatness for our people by utilizing their inner will. The works of Ben Klassen, especially, show how much can be accomplished by one distinguished man with a great will as he created the grandest religion ever for the White Race- Creativity. It is plain to see how much great individuals have contributed to the world but one can only imagine the majestic splendor the future holds when the coming Supermen combine their might to chisel a world of untold beauty.

[Rebirth of the Phoenix]

Rebirth of the Phoenix
by Rev. Kenneth Molyneaux

Rebirth of the Phoenix

    The White Race is plummeting downwards in a fiery inferno of destruction, into the abyss. As the White Race declines, so does the world. This state of decadence is truly tragic and must be reversed. Never before in the long annals of our people has such a worldwide threat to our existence occurred. There have been similar gloomy episodes in our history that have adversely affected our grand folk but they did not endanger us like our present age does.

    The doom and gloom age that wickedly disfigured the vigor of White people in Europe was known as the Dark Ages. This time was full of ignorance, superstition, torture, and general stagnation that was caused by the Jewish teachings of Christianity. This blight blotted out light and hope for millions of our comrades while they were forced to bow down and worship a fictitious being whom they had never seen or heard. If they didn't comply, then a whole slew of diabolical tortures awaited them.

    Amid this atmosphere of Christian control, intellectual ventures were stamped out ruthlessly, with death being a common occurrence if one possessed certain banned books. Many of these banned books we now term as enlightened works of the Classical Age. As a result of this block of intellectual growth, a thousand years slowly rolled on devoid of the advances that the White Race would surely have made had not a muzzle been placed on our geniuses.

    As the power of Christian Church slowly declined, the intellectual spirit that embraces our kind burst forth like a raging wave of water after the floodgates had been opened. The Renaissance it was called and it ushered in a new age of enlightenment and brilliance that rivaled that of the Classical Era. The shackles of Christianity had not been shattered, only loosened. This loosening, however, allowed such geniuses as Da Vinci, Raphael, Michelangelo and many others to shine brightly. The total destruction of the Christian prison will surely bring forth even more such geniuses.

    While the plague of Christianity was a cancer located within our system, the White Race has faced many foes that threatened it from the outside. Alien hosts that have assaulted the fortresses of our mighty people include the Huns, Moors, Mongols, and the Ottomans. These outside sources perilously invaded our lands but we survived all their onslaughts.

    The main reason we were able to survive many of these deadly attacks were by unity of our people. Granted not all Whites unified to stop these foreign rapists but it was generally regarded as an "us versus them" type of battle. The integrity of the White Race remained intact throughout these excursions but the threat we face today is not in the form of a military invasion.

    The infection that tears apart the White Race today comes in the form of a demonic Jew and treacherous traitors that cooperate with our enemies. Our White lands are filled with vermin who leech off our people while ravaging our neighborhoods. While the greatness of the world has overwhelmingly been a product of the White Race, this contribution is being destroyed while our White Culture is being forgotten. Therefore, it is plainly evident for all to see: Civilization is Dead.

    Despite the mounting obstacles in our path, the overwhelming grandiosity of our people will prevail as they have done in the past. The strength and willpower of our race is such that victory is inevitable. The only variable is that of time, as it might only take a year to reclaim our world or it may take a hundred. Out of the burning ashes and destructive firestorm that swirls chaotically, spreading devastation, doom, and decay, the vibrant Phoenix that is the White Race will be born again.

[Death to the Gods]

Death to the Gods
by Rev. Kenneth Molyneaux

Death to the Gods

    In the infancy of man, ignorance and stupidity of the magnificent world around him was commonplace. Barely smarter than the monkey who looked so much like him, man was oblivious of the myriad laws that govern the universe. This pitiful creature was terrified of the vast unknowns that seemed to stalk him. All that was important at the time was surviving the harsh realities of a savage land filled with menacing beasts that hungered for his flesh. In light of such difficulties, complex questions dealing with the nature of the universe were given very simple answers.

    Thus, gods were born from the undeveloped mind of the brute. A constant state of fulminatory warfare left little time for scientific research, so the people generally accepted the man-made gods. Tradition saw to it that even when the time came to carefully examine the world around us, the great thinkers usually accepted whatever gods were in fashion while their research into nature revealed the absurdity of the gods. Unfortunately, even today there are those who docilely accept these mythical creatures despite their lack of validity. Despite all the great tomes of knowledge that we possess, we are still plagued with the decadent disease of blind faith that prevents many of our comrades from soaring into the higher realms of existence.

    I think it is safe to assume that every group of people in the world has invented a plethora of imaginary gods. At times, polytheism was riding high among the masses, but currently we are at an epoch where if one does traipse off to the supernatural dimension, it is to a realm consisting of one god.

    It is all a delusion of ignorance, though, and a flight to fantasy. It matters little whether one calls a god "Odin", "Zeus", or "Yahweh", as all are baseless claims of fancy. Gods have been known to represent virtually all facets of human existence yet not one has ever surfaced to bring validity to its name. Just as a trial must prove that the accused is guilty, the claimer of gods must prove his gods exist. For an all-powerful god, it would seem simple to reveal itself to the world while performing several miracles to convince the skeptics. It is quite easy to ascertain why this hasn't happened.

    A bad harvest devastates a village; a heroic victory is achieved by the rousing words of a leader; tremors violently shake the earth while lightning further pounds away at the fragile ground. All these events and many more are nominally attributed to the whims of the gods by those who indulge in irrational superstition. Instead of looking into the exact scientific causes of such events, they seek to appease their gods in the hopes of increasing fortune while limiting cold despair. Immolations of beasts, money, or prayers are offered and expected to help, while seeking out the core of events is regarded with an evil glare.

    Throughout the eras of human reality, there have been energetic bolts of resistance to the doctrine of superstition. These crusaders of science tend to be persecuted for their "heretical" investigation, but we have learned, and will continue to learn, the mysteries of nature. Although we may never unravel all the intricate webs that govern the universe, we should certainly concentrate our energy in this area, rather than float around in a mire of nonsensical beliefs.

    If we believe that the gods are supreme, then we will never be able to properly excel due to the belief that we cannot surpass the gods in greatness. Therefore, these shackles the gods have imposed on us, must be shattered with effervescent might. Once free, we must destroy the abode of the gods altogether so that our people can thrive in a land of reason, logic, and common sense. The slaughter must be thorough and complete, so that not one of our comrades remains who is crippled by the worship of spooks. Only the liberation from the tyranny of the gods can lead us to the acme of scientific thought and salvation. The battering ram of Creativity must pound, pound, pound, these nefarious prisons until only a pile of rubbish remains. That day will indeed be a golden day of triumph.

[The Superman Comes]

The Superman Comes
by Rev. Kenneth Molyneaux

The Superman Comes

    As the black hammer of darkness continues to pound away at our people's will, disease and deprivation spreads like a raging firestorm that devours all life in its path. A continual barrage of contamination is catapulted at our people that enervates and sickens us terribly. Due to this, the majority of our folk have been cast down into the murky depths and reside at the ocean bottom as they have fallen mindlessly into submission at the behest of a degenerate race of foul beasts. The insidious slave drivers yearn for more and more and seek to crush those who do not assimilate to being their personal drones. While the multitude either falls in line or is annihilated by the sheer intensity of poisonous venom that abounds, a rare element breaks the bonds of enslavement. Like an underwater volcano that demonstrates its fury until it rises above sea level, this tiny segment uses its own energy to climb above the mass of humanity despite the combined effort of the puppeteer and the puppet. The Superman Comes.

    The solitary nature of these isles promotes a yearning for knowledge and to understand the intricacies of why things are as they are. Scientists these beings are as they probe nature's veil for answers that others never even speculate about. Questioning life and all of its states becomes a matter of utmost importance as a purpose for existing is to be found alone rather than through another. The accumulation of knowledge transforms these wondrous life-forms into vast libraries full of wisdom and learning. This center of learning comes to realize that it is far greater than the rabble populating the realm and adjusts its world view accordingly. The Superman Comes.

    As the meek strive to putrefy the strong, the aristocratic warriors are subject to furious attacks. Blades of steel and psychic arrows storm the defenses of the recently settled colony, seeking to cause misery and agony. Through repeated attacks the colony grows into a mighty fortress that hardly notices even the most intense bombardment by the enemy. The soldiers defending their impregnable citadel have hardened themselves through continual warfare and now sport incredible Herculean physiques of exquisite titanium. These islands of ascendancy that are forced to endure such hatred, loathing, and extreme enmity due to their superior role, have their towers of power rise towards the heavens above. The Superman Comes.

    The constant melee that envelopes these supreme knights imbues a sense of loyalty and honor among them that becomes an unbreakable oath of blood. When these mighty crusaders speak, the world should take heed as truer words are not possible. A word of honor among such comrades becomes a pact wrought with Holy meaning as these knights would prefer Death's cold, skeletal grasp to a dishonorable deed. An immortal bond is thus materialized by Nature's Finest. The Superman Comes.

    The constant infernos that blaze ferociously about the islands of superiority must not allow indolence to consume them. Slothfulness promotes the weakening of the foundation until the terrible maw of the countless hordes drag the isles into an icy grave. In order to remain vibrant and healthy, a continual striving for excellence must be undertaken. Only short vacations of leisure can be permitted lest the diseased zombies of decadence drag the pinnacles of excellence into the black coffins of stupidity. As a result of such upward striving, these superior entities rise far beyond their Earthly origins and reside amongst the stars above. No ceiling has ever been discovered in such journeys and so it is safe to assume that the only possible boundary is imposed by the individual. Those who reside in the muddy trenches might proclaim that no bird may fly higher than the clouds but the very existence of celestial explorers, refutes such nonsense. The Superman Comes.

    Throughout their lives, these philosophers of might are molded into beautiful works of art from the many paint strokes they experience. By sifting through numerous tomes and battling fierce beasts, they come to realize what is useful and what is not. As a result these comrades of splendor exhibit many virtues, including optimism, responsibility, and eagerness to name but a few. Centuries and centuries of evolution have culminated in a creed of greatness. That creed is known quite suitably as Creativity. The Superman Comes.

    This creed awakens many slumbering giants who might have otherwise remained below the depths. The adverse conditions of life sprout tough vegetation that is destined for greatness. Victory is inevitable as these gladiators rise to the challenge that confronts them. Their Holy mission starts with arousing their folk and proceeds to uniting the powerful crusaders. Once this accomplished, the process of organization takes place where an invincible army of unstoppable Titans is arrayed against the feeble resistance of darkness. The battle is swift and merciless as the golden glow of Creativity envelopes the entire universe. The Superman Comes.

Yes, that's me in the video.  I've been reading, growing, and evolving.