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My tongue, every atom of my blood, formd from this soil, this air. Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their. I, now thirty seven years old in perfect health begin. Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance. Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten. I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard. Nature without check with original energy. Houses and rooms are full of perfumes, the shelves are crowded with. I breathe the fragrance myself and know it and like it. The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it. The atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the. It is for my mouth forever, I am in love with it. I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked. I am mad for it to be in contact with me. The smoke of my own breath. Echoes, ripples, buzzd whispers, love root, silk thread, crotch and vine. My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing. The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and. The sound of the belchd words of my voice loosd to the eddies of. A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms. The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag. The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields. The feeling of health, the full noon trill, the song of me rising. Have you reckond a thousand acres muchHave you practisd so long to learn to read Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poemsStop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of. You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, there are millions. You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through. You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me. You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self. I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the. But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now. Nor any more youth or age than there is now. And will never be any more perfection than there is now. Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. Urge and urge and urge. Always the procreant urge of the world. Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and. Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life. To elaborate is no avail, learnd and unlearnd feel that it is so. Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well. Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical. I and this mystery here we stand. Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen. Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn. Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age. Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they. I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself. Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean. Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be. I am satisfied I see, dance, laugh, sing. As the hugging and loving bed fellow sleeps at my side through the night. Leaving me baskets coverd with white towels swelling the house with. Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes. That they turn from gazing after and down the road. And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent. Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead Trippers and askers surround me. People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and. I live in, or the nation. The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new. My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues. The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love. The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill doing or loss. Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news. These come to me days and nights and go from me again. But they are not the Me myself. Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am. Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary. Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest. Looking with side curved head curious what will come next. Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it. Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with. I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait. I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you. And you must not be abased to the other. Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat. Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not. Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning. How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turnd over upon me. And parted the shirt from my bosom bone, and plunged your tongue. And reachd till you felt my beard, and reachd till you held my feet. Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass. And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own. And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own. And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women. And that a kelson of the creation is love. And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields. And brown ants in the little wells beneath them. And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heapd stones, elder, mullein and. A child said What is the grass How could I answer the child I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord. A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt. Bearing the owners name someway in the corners, that we may see. Whose Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic. And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones. Growing among black folks as among white. Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. Tenderly will I use you curling grass. It may be you transpire from the breasts of young men. It may be if I had known them I would have loved them. It may be you are from old people, or from offspring taken soon out. And here you are the mothers laps. This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of old mothers. Darker than the colorless beards of old men. Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouths. O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues. And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing. I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young men and women. And the hints about old men and mothers, and the offspring taken. What do you think has become of the young and old men And what do you think has become of the women and childrenThey are alive and well somewhere. The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the. And ceasd the moment life appeard. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses. And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. Has any one supposed it lucky to be born I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it. I pass death with the dying and birth with the new washd babe, and. And peruse manifold objects, no two alike and every one good. The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good. I am not an earth nor an adjunct of an earth. I am the mate and companion of people, all just as immortal and. They do not know how immortal, but I know. Gates of Vienna. Note Takuans post which was originally published last night is to remain at the top for a while, so I made it sticky. However, much has happened since it went up, including the Blogger outage. Scroll down for a report on that. See also Two forthrightly anti Semitic Islamic leaders in Norway, Judicial coddling in Germany, and Part 3 of the Imran Firasat interview. More new posts will be added below this one. Oh, and dont mess around with JIM. The essay below is the conclusion of the ninth part in a series by Takuan Seiyo. See the list at the bottom of this post for links to the previous installments. Left Pierre Auguste Renoir, Dance at Le Moulin de la Galette, 1. Right George Grosz, Metropolis, 1. The Bee and the Lamb. Part 9 continuedBy Takuan Seiyo. A Whole New Road to Serfdom. That Which is Not Seen continuedFor over 6. White mea culpists have had a firm grip in all fields of cultural mind imprinting education high and low paper media, then electronic, then digital media all forms of entertainment, the plastic arts and music high and low, and religious instruction and worship too. Their main endeavor has been to enforce their compulsory e. K 1. 2 and discretionary e. Slavery, Colonialism, Imperialism, Male Supremacism, Racism, Antisemitism, and so on. Its the evils of the Iberian Inquisition which were evil but not the evils of the Japanese equivalent in which, in the 4. Christians were publicly crucified, burned or beheaded. Nor the evils of the worldwide Islamic Inquisition which not in the 1. Muslim apostates to barbaric execution. Its Americas destruction of the snail darter but not Mussulmanisms destruction of the Bamyan Buddhas or its proposed destruction of the Sphinx and the Pyramids, let alone its obliteration of all the pre Rome cradles of Christianity but for remaining ruins in the Middle East and dust of the desert in North Africa. Its the evils of feudalism and industrial workers exploitation in Europe and America, but not the strict Confucian evils of Northeast Asia. There, a member of the ruling class in China had, essentially, a free hand with anyone of the lower classes, a Japanese samurai could test his sword by cutting down an insolent peasant, and farmers were so squeezed by their fief holders that they habitually sold their daughters to bordellos for the few coins it provided for next seasons seed. Feminism, Socialism and anti Antisemitism should have arisen in Saudi Arabia or Yemen, Algeria or Peshawar, for good reasons. Instead, aggressive White androphobes of all genders which I can no longer count are decimating the philogynous and egalitarian West. Equality psychos are tearing down the most egalitarian society that ever existed except for initial communist experiments, before they turned bloody. American Jews, at the apex of the greatest fortune and philosemitic tolerance their long diaspora has ever bestowed on their kind, are busy supporting all the ideologies and policies that demolish their safe harbor and build up their Muslim, Black and Third World enemies. They will come to rue their tacit assumption that better the antisemite you dont know than the few hundred imputed and real ones catalogued at ADL. One would be hard put to find a nation not based on the invasion of another peoples territory and their mass slaughter. Yet poisoned American madmen proclaim No Thanks for Thanksgiving as though the Indians themselves did not fight endless genocidal wars from Peru to Canada, with torture, ritual murder or slavery for the captives and, at times, cannibalism too. Leftoid masochists and the Christian meek call for returning Hawaii to the Hawaiians and capitulating before a massive Mexican reconquista of one third of America. The self defined Feminist Tauist Neo. Pagan Post Structuralist Deconstructionist Socialist useful idiot Gillian Schutte begins her New Year 2. Dear White People by wholeheartedly apologizing for what my ancestors did to the people of South Africa and inviting you to do the same. Yet the Magyars dont seem to feel much guilt over the Illyrians, Pannonians, Sarmatians and Celts whose land and lives they took in the 9th century, to form Hungary. The rightful Etruscan landowners are not bearing angry placards in front of the Vatican. The Japanese are not planning to relinquish Hokkaido to its original owners, the Ainu. The tall, white and fair haired Chachapoyas of the Andean forest have, alas, no remnants left to sue the Incas for genocide in a Peruvian court of law. The Aztecs, whether in Jalisco or Los Angeles, dont agonize over having taken what would become Mexico City from its original Culhuacan owners, with lots of grisly details. Yet for 3. 8 years Neil Young has been reminding adoring audiences about Cortez the Killer, discreetly omitting Tlacaelel the killer and the killer people whom Cortez killed. Hitlers Willing Executioners Ordinary Germans and the Holocaust 1. Daniel Goldhagen presenting the thesis that the German nation as such was composed of willing executioners of the Jews because of a unique eliminationist antisemitism in the German people, with long historical roots. However, even that great moral abyss of Western civilization the Holocausts stands out more in its industrialized and organizational features than it does either in the quality of its hatefulness or its relative or even absolute volumes. And Holocausts they were, for in addition to the nearly 6 million Jews, the Germans also murdered over 2. Slavs, and thats counting Russia, Ukraine, Poland, Lithuania, Belarus and Czechoslovakia alone. In absolute numbers, the total number of World War II non German civilian victims of Nazi Germany is smaller than the 5. Bolsheviks in Russia, or Maos 7. China, or the Mughal Muslim genocide of Hindus the latter have their own Holocaust Day on August 1. In relative numbers, in just one year, 1. Hutus and Tutsis in Rwanda, killed off a total of one million, in a population of 7 million. Tutsi population was erased. Is it more humane to go by a stroke of a blunt machete than by a whiff of Zyklon BThe Khmer Rouge murdered at least 2 million Cambodians between 1. Is it more humane to die by wallops from a Cambodian pickaxe handle than by a bullet from a German Mauser Inscription on the back in German Ukraine 1. Jewish Aktion, Ivangorod. There is a special horror attached to the Third Reich, because those were 2. Europeans, Christians, and in many ways the smartest, most civilized people on Earth. But the Holocausts do not prove that Whites are worse than other people, just that they are no better. The history of the Third Reich also proves that with the right formula of economic blowup, misery and humiliation, sparked by charismatic evil, no people are immune to such horror, at no time.