sayings ºf
REDBEARD
REPRINTED FROM “REDBEARDS
REVIEW,” LoNDON, 1896.
While statesmen are your shepherds
ye shall not want for shearing.
Men are oppressed in exact pro-
portion to their helplessness.
Thou shalt not steal.” Thus it
was said of old time. But I say unto
ye, Let nothing be stolen from you.”
Forms of government change but
the principle of government never
changes. It is taxgathering.
"Christian Civilization” – That is to
say-all life transvalued into terms of
toil, of discipline and of taxes.
What are men but hungry wolves, a
prowling on the heath?
It in a pack of wolves you hunt, you'd
better sharp your teeth.
You can talk of “human brother-
hood” until you're black and blue; no
law of heaven or earth, or hell, can
ever make it true.
If one man smites you on the cheek,
don't turn the other soft and meek.
but smash him back and lay him low.
war for war, and woe or woe.
Everywhere it is the same-exactly
the same. The gold is for him who
CAN–for him who either plays the
game victoriously or breaks it up vie-
toriously.
You must develop a rebellious heart
towards everything that oppresses you
or keeps you down.
Now Is your chance
To bear you well-
Defeat is better pay-
And life is little else than hell
When man is old and grey.
Go to, develop your powers of re-
sistance and aggression. Eevery man
in our opinion should be a warrior.
Each morning he should go out as
a fighting man into a battle field.
Thus saith the Evil Teacher-the
False One: “Give unto Caesar the
things that are Caesars; and unto God
the things that are God’s.” But I say
unto you-KEEP YOUR MONEY
It has been written:-
“Thou shall not kill.”
But I say unto you:-
“Be a warrior.”
“Truth is not mighty and it don't
prevail.”

The Jews by the grace of Jehovah
were commanded to steal: but I say
unto you—“Be not stolen from."
“O some must watch and some must
sleep, and some must perish slowly;
and some must weep and some must
reap, till all things go to glory.”
Heavy labor unfits a man for con-
tention and strife. Hence it unfits
him for success in life. It deadens
his mind and his will and takes all
the surplus energy out of him.
Poison lurks in pastor preachments,
Satan works through golden rules:
Hell is paved with law and justice,
Christs were made to fetter fools.
The tendency of modern science,
politics and religion is to reunite their
forces—as in the days of long ago—for
the complete and perpetual, mental,
moral and physical subjugation of
mankind. The scientist becomes the
priest-pope- moral inquisitor.
"Life is strife for every man,
For every son of Thunder:
Then be a lion, not a lamb,
And don't be trampled under
"Christ is my redeemer,”-
I heard men rave and shout,
But where is their “redemption”?
What is it all about?
A painted idol on a tree-
Dripping tears and gore-
A painted idol is to me –
And it is nothing more.
Dogmas base—and wicked gospels,
Treacherous logic-shallow learning,
Prophets false-insane immortals
And coward theories of discerning.
Carve a wooden image,
Daub it o'er with paint,
And straightway it is a sacred thing,
A Godess-saviour—Saint.
The gates of hell—that is to say, the
portals of the factory. The teachings
of hell—that is to say, the daily news-
papers.
a direct and natural way, keep your
tures and Bibles.
Life is combat, remember, and not a
sunday school.
Do not take your rules of conduct
from your foe—or from your con-
queror.
Man's highest moral duty is to in-
crease his own powers and evolve his
own spirit.
The religion of “The Eagle and the
Serpent" is the religion of the Plains
of Troy. We do not found a new
religion. We revive the true one.
“This is not said for Long Ears.”
The “will-to-live”
Is king of kings.
And “gold and iron.”
Is Lord of Things,
They load the whole world with na-
tional and international and municipal
debts, and then cry: “Glory, glory.
hallelujah—the human race is free.”
If you want to think things out in
mind off the ballot boxes and legisla.
In the balance weighed and wanting.
The evil reign of Christ is o'er,
2,000 years of hell condemn him
He shall crush our souls no more.
“Hew down the False idols
That cumber the land.”

















For strife and struggle
Man is born; -
But sheep and lambs
Are always shorn.
Keep your eye steadfastly fixed on
the substantial things. Pursue positive
aims. Take chances. Run risks—and
do not fear adventure.
Things that seem sacred—sacred
for centuries, and accepted by every-
body-these are the things—the very
things—you must learn to suspect and
Inquire into. Take nothing for
granted.
There is no Jew Jehovah
Commanding things on high;
There is no golden heaven
To go to when you die;
Nothing could be more treacherous
and untruthful than the Epistles of
St. Paul. He is the embodiment of
fallacy, the very pattern of super-
normal deceit and cunning. All is
false about him, his logic, his legends,
his learning, his arguments, his moral-
ity. Even his personality is a pre-
Lense.
In your own heart
Is all the law.
Beware of Christ,
That man of straw:
The law of love—the law of jus-
tice—the law of brotherhood—the law
of equality—the law of equal rates
and taxes—the law of equal rights
and privileges-all these high sound-
ºng things are nothing more than
dreams. They don't really exist. They
are only shadows of the mind. There
is nothing substantial in them. They
are idols-strings of words, words,
words on words. They never were
truths and they never can be. They
are against the very nature of things.
Field, factory, office and mine. These
are the miserable ways of life. Con-
flict is the divine way—the noble way
—the way of the gods. Woe unto
those who give up their lives to serv-
itude. Verily I say unto you they
shall perish utterly. The curse of
the gods is upon them and their seed
for a thousand generations.
To bleat and pray,
And live like clode,
is not the way,
Of men or gods.
Search the Scriptures—yea" verily
—search the Scriptures of the Jews,
for in them you shall find eternal
damnation.
The overbearing domination of the
State over the individual is the men-
ace and danger of our times, and it
means the same (in essentials) as the
overbearing domination of the church
over the individual in the dark ages.
There is no Blessed Saviour
For two and two are four,
And the gospel tale is fiction,
Fiction, fiction, mething more.
I do not preach wisdom. Too much
wisdom is an evil. And what is wis-
dom? There is altogether too much
of the snake and fox in modern
man, too little of the eagle and the
lion.
what men call virtue is really their
submissiveness, their degeneracy,
their damnation. The world groans
and staggers under the awful load of
its goodness, its morality, its justice,
and so forth. O, that the Mighty One
would break loose from the Great Cap-
tivity and deliver us from this fright-
ful paradise.
Live and love and take and give.
And laugh and fight and sigh;
For, it's all there is of life to live,
And all of death to die. -
If there is anything in you, make
a stir while you live. Now you have
a chance. It won't be long. Your
days are numbered. Your end is
nearer than you think. Soon the
worms will eat you. Do you under-
stand?
The high pontifs—thus they orate
grandiloquently: “Have a care for
religion, pay your just taxes, and
love your blessed Saviour." But I say
unto you: “Beware of the Evil. One."
Now is your appointed time,
This very hour and day,
To love and laugh and feast and fight.
And LIVE before you're grey-







what dragons foul
* outd. hold the hoards
Ever and ever
But for the swords?
THE SECRET EMPIRE.
ºr HE EMPIRE OF DEBT."
The whole world is in debt. Na-
tional loans (like great monster mill-
stones) are tied around the necks of
all nations. The annual interest pay-
ments upon these vast international
obligations is colosal. The tributes
wrung by military conquerors from
subjugated provinces in ancient or
modern times is as nothing to it.
There is not less than 500,000,000
toiling men on this earth whose daily
grind is garnisheed (as it were) by
international usurers.
Two-thirds of taxation and tariffs
goes direct into the vaults of the
moneylender. All property is taxed
until it is (in many places) practically
confiscated. All lands and mines and
ships are taxed Everything we eat
and wear and drink is taxed. Taxa-
tion is in fact the systematic ravaging
of all the earth. -
The very best of governments, (like
nose of Australia) are little more
than tax collecting bureaus. Modern
kings and kaisers and statesmen, are
no longer the leaders and representa-
tives of natiºns and peoples, but ra-
ther subservient agents of Interna-
tional Pawnbrokers.
Behind every taxgatherer stands the
hidden forces of the great money pow-
ºr-the owners of the debt. They
have the world in pawn.
Hence the International Usurers
are the actual conquerors of all man-
Rind. They are the rulers of the earth
because they are its owners.
Thus the black terror leaps upon
us. It has us by the throat. And
year by year its exactions become
more merciless. It is the great all
devouring Dragon of Mythology brood-
ing upon it's hoards of stolen gold;
and feasting, not in metaphor, but in
actual fact upon the bodies and bones
of obsequious and terrified population.
The “great god Bud” of India.
We call a “wooden Joss"-
But a painted wooden Jesus
is ºur Saviour on the Cross"
Ah, ‘‘the Law and the Prophets”
By law the liberties of men are over-
thrown. By law every wickedness is
legalized. By law every bondage is
made possible. By law every tax, every
tribute is enforced and every iniquity
upheld and emphasized.
And all this is eminenetly wise, and
beautiful, and altogether lovely. Thus
saith the Prophets—the Prophets—the
Prophets.
But I say unto you:
The Law crucifies; the Prophets lie.
-
(when the war is over.)
THE WORLD IN BONDs.
I own the earth,
I own the sea,
I own the treasure hoards.
In every land,
In every clime,
I am the lord of lords.
I suction wealth
From out the pores
Of mad laborious hordes
And reign behind
A rampart wall
Of fifty million swords.
Shylock.
All hail the power of Israel's name,
Let nations prostrate fall,
Bring out the royal diadem
And crown him lord of all.

Statesmen mock and swindle,
And judges work you woe,
Laws are the snares of
And Christ's your mortal foe.
Satan
| THE TRUE RELIGION.
If one man smite you on the cheek.
Don't turn the other, soft and meek,
But smash him back, and lay him low.
war for war, and blow for blow.
THE FALSE RELIGION.
“Unto him that smiteth thee on
one cheek offer also the other."--
Luke. VI. 29.
D. O L S.
Some carve their idols out of stone-
| Monstels fierce and rude).
Some new them in the shape of beasts
From solid blocks of wood.
Some deck them out in gems of price,
With diadens and crowns:
Some dust red ochre on their cheeks,
And give them skirts and gowns.
Some paint them bold, strong and free,
With grace in every line;
Some make them evil things to see,
That bleed and weep and whine.
But, the idol gods of Christendom,
Their glory never fails;
A Hebrew maid-a Hebrew babe-
And-A BOOK OF HEBREW TALES
JA cºat hºws -- thou- bloºd-
Bow downtowood anasºn.
** fast was, sº prºterslau.
vvº. holy Chrustiºns own.
º º jº
“AN IRON IDoI.” -
THOU FLAMING IDOL,
TOWERING HIGH
WHAT ART THOU
BUT-AN IRON LIE *
HEART OF STONE
AND EYES OF GLASS,
FEET OF CLAY
AND WOMB OF BRASS.
FALSE IN THEORY.
FACT AND FAME,
A BRAZEN MONSTER
CROWNED WITH FLAME,
Rationalists in religion are numer-
ous, but Rationalists in politics are
few. Nevertheless salvation by politics
is quite as much of an insanity and a
dream as salvation by the watery
blood of a circumcised Jew. When
his faith is analyzed the average Ra-
tionalist is even more irrational than
the wildest Supernaturalist what is
politics but priesteraft in a new mask
and cloak”
Break loose from hell.
Break loose I say,
Christ's evil empire
In ruins lay. -
Dreams of peace
Are all a Lie,
Peace comes forever
When we die.


**Sºur-VIVAL.”
The force that made the iron grow,
Gives weakness no protection.
It bids us battle down the foe,
Its logic is “Selection.”
It shakes the nations in a sieve,
Each one must meet a rival,
And chooseth from the strong that live,
The strongest for “Survival.”
**As IN THE LONG AGo.”
A Heathen Hymn.
Life is the Gay Adventure,
Hurrah, Hurrah, and away,
‘‘Leg for boot and saddle.”
And off to the high foray.
Treasure untold lies waiting
For lords of the iron-game,
And love and maidens a-plenty
For courage and strength to claim.
Speed, speed, to the raging city,
Where men are tested and tried.
And the bold are always winners
And the vanquished crucified.
Where caverns of steel and concrete
Hold thousands of tons of gold,
And the slaves of a False Messiah.
Are driven and shriven and sold.
In the heart of the weird struggle,
In the midst of the roar and din,
Right there is your fate and fortune.
Right there is the spot to win.
There wicked and bloody dragons
Heap high their golden hoards,
And the Thinker sits in terror
And longs for Sigurd's sword.
The city, I say for battle,
Hurrah, hurrah, and away,
**Leg for boot and saddle,”
Youth to the Grand Foray.
Lay hands on the Dragon Treasure,
And lay the Dragon low.
Gold Hoards are his who takes them,
As in the Long Ago.
THE LOGIC OF THE BLOOD.
"All men are equal here below,”
The great false prophets preach,
But I declare a different law.
A different gospel teach.
Brown and tan and yellow men.
Black and white and red.
No two alike in shape or look,
Or same in heart and head.
All men are formed of different clay.
They come from different seed,
And some are warriors by descent,
And some of servile breed.
Olson-Chanº-and Von Buelow.
Levi-Sambo-Jones–
And each one different in his brain.
And different in his bones.
Black and tan, and yellow men,
Brown and white and red,
No two the same before their birth
Or same when they are dead.
For breed is breed, as fate is fate.
In man and beast and bud:
A thousand Christs can never change
The logic of the blood.
“THE GoD OF ALL OUR way S."
The government—the government-
It shears us night and day-
It taxes us and taxes us,
And steals our wealth away.
with bond and debt it loads us down.
By cunning, craft and skill.
And puts its bullets in the heart
Of those who cross its will.
O. government—the government-
In air and sea and earth,
Its slightest nod is law and god.
Its judge of life and death.
So we must crouch to government.
with body, mind and soul,
And keen our tongue at ween our teeth.
While it collects its toll.
O. government—the government-
It eats up mine and thine–
The Beast of Blood and seven horns
The Dragon of the Slime.
To thee, O, blessed government
We chant glad songs of praise,
Thou holy sacred Juggernaut
Lord God of all our ways.

THE GOD OF Evil.
The teachings of Jesus are treacher-
ºus and immoral. If you follow them,
they lead you to your own ruin, that
is to say, to your self-surrender. They
destroy within you the springs of
ºfficiency, hope and power. They
make you a victim, not a vanquisher.
Consider these teaching as they are
written. Turn them over honestly in
ºur own mind. Analyze them. Test
them by your experience and sur-
roundings. Remove the religious mist
in which they are imbedded, and you
will be astonished to find that there
is no real truth or value in them what-
soever, that they are false in state-
ment, false in meaning. and especietly
false in intention. There is nothing
truthful in Jesus. He is an artificial
priestly creation an evil idol—the
*reat false god–the deceiver of man-
kind—the father of illusion and the
tearful propagandist of effiminacy,
submissiveness and blank despair.
The “Holy Gospels” therefore are not
holy, not sacred, not divine. They are
the reverse of an that. They are
wicked, alien, abhorrent, and lead In en
and nations to moral degeneration,
wreck and overthrow. The “light”
that comes from Jerusalem is a
wrecker's beacon. It guides us not
into a safe harbor but straight and
direct upon the sharp rocks of Anni.
hilation.
ODINS Song.
am the strife God—
I am the Peace Destroyer—
Struggle is my gospel–
Spears my aposties.
Over high mountains–
Through green valleys–
In and out of nations
Night and day I journey.
From the isles of Yonder-
Across bleak icy oceans—
High on storm steeds
Astride of cloud wheels.
To all sons of women-
I bring high tidings—
To the brave-born, gladness
To dastards, weeping.
Unceasing I cry out–
Bold be and mighty—
Gold hoards are bulging–
Be best and strongest.
East and west I Wander–
North and south I travel-
I, the Flame Messiah
The joyful Idol Smasher.
I, the freedom-bringer–
I, the Babel-Burner—
I, the Flaming-Angel—
Red in tooth and claw.
I, the deed propounder–
hoosing one-or-millions—
I, all the Christs defiant–
Lord of Ignis Ardens.
º


THE NEGATIVE LIFE won’T Do.
A man must have faith and courage even to be a
pirate. He who "does not believe in anything" does not
believe in himself, which is Atheism of the worst kind.
A religion is essential. Nobility of action is impossible
without it. Faith is an integral part of all heroic and
noble natures.
What is religion but a man’s “way of of thinking,”
his philosophical belief, his code of ethics and of action?
Hence, when one religion dies out in a true man's
heart, another immediately takes its place. He must be-
lieve something or else sit down to contemplate his navel
and rot into Nothingness as the Buddhists teach. The
Negative Life won't do. Remember that.
THE FIRST PRINCIPLE OF PROPRIETORSHIP.
In the history of the Nations the sword at all times
commands the plow, the hammer and the spade. Every-
where the soil must be captured before it can be culti-
wated. In primitive times this was obvious. Nobody
gets an acre or builds a home without fighting for it,
and upon land titles written in blood the entire fabric of
modern industrialism is founded. The sword is at its
base, in an economic as well as an historic sense. Hence
the sword, not labor, is the true creator of economic
values.
It has been said. “The laborer is entitled to the full
fruits of his labor," and this is true, but only on condi-
tion that he is a warrior and can successfully defend his
product against any one and every one who comes up
against him. Whoever can successfully defend a thing
against “all the world" is its natural and rightful owner.
Proprietorship, therefore, depends upon fighting powers,
not upon ethical considerations. It is in a man's ability
to defend his life and home—that is to say, to “hold his
own.” Justice is immaterial.
From this principle a thousand things evolve. It
runs through all our activities. It is the permanent fac-
tor behind all laws and all economic and industrial or-
ganizations. The sword is the Dominant Principle.
No man is free—no man can be free—who has not
complete personal control over the material necessities
of his own life.





In the wars of great Caesar, and grim Hannibal, in
the times of Belzehazzar, the Pharaohs and all; in the
days of Rienzi and Roland the Bold; the banners are
waving for WOMEN and GOLD.
DEVELOP YOUR COMBATIVE NATURE.
If men would become free and remain so, they must
of necessity encourage and stimulate their combative
and savage nature. They must not be too tame and
peaceful. They must make themselves feared or be de-
spised. They must become a living terror to all tyrants
and foes, and especially to the modern mob politicians
who would tax them out of their property, that is to say,
their economic independence.
Property, remember, is an integral part of freedom
and manhood. They who have no property are at the
mercy of those who have. Woe unto him who has
“nothing.” Economic dependence is flaming hell.
“EQUALITY OF MAN” A LIE.
The unity of the human species is an illusion. There
are many breeds of men, and each one of them different
in origin and in material, different in body, mind, and
soul. There is no uniformity in the birth or lives or
blood or brains of men. Hence, the “Equality of Man."
so loudly voiced by the Messiahs and Rabbis and rabble
courtiers, the politicians, is the most absurd of all false-
hoods.
THE HIGHER MAN.
The highest specimens of the human race are not
those of a lamb-like disposition, but those in whom the
soul of the lion predominates—in whom angry passions
rage. They are not men who conform easily to rules.
regulations, laws. The Ideal Man is ever a man of re-
bellious and ungovernable nature; he whom no law can
reign over and no master terrify. The word obedience
is not in his vocabulary. He looks with scorn upon the
petty rules and petty idols of the petty millions—but
knowing that he is in a dangerous minority he thinks and
acts and says nothing—not even to his friend. In him is
the spirit of the lion. He prowls. He masters others
and is not mastered. -









TRUST IN YOURSELF1
- -
BELIEVE YOU"RE, RIGHT!
“Let lions cease to prowl and fight,
Let eagles clip their wings,
Let men of might give up their right,”
The foolish poet sings.
"Let lords of gold and Caesars bold,
For ever pass away,
Enrich the slaves; enthrone the knaves,"
The base-born prophets say.
But I maintain with hand and pen
The other side of things,
The bold man's right to rule and reign.
The way of gods and kings.
So capture crowns of wealth and power
(If you’ve the strength and can,)
For strife is life's eternal dower,
And nothing's under ban.
Ye, lions wake and hunt and fight,
Ye, eagles, spread your wings;
Ye, men of might, believe you're right.
For you indeed are kings.
THE CONQUERORS.
I sing the song of the valiant,
In the wars of the bond and free,
Who take the world as they find it,
And marvel at men like we,
With eyes in their heads to see with,
Brains in their skulls to think,
And, reckless of gods and devils,
They're never the first to sink.
They've scorned the laws and prophets,
since ever the world began,
And laughed at the fearsome idols,
Messiahs and Books and Man.


























Failure to seize subsistence.
Is proof that you are “unfit,”
And, toil for a bare existence,
That, that is the “bottomless pit."
OPPORTUNITIES.
A man's opportunities are never exhausted so long
as other men (who are not his friends) possess millions
of acres and thousands of tons of gold.
The guarded treasure halls and iron-clad temples of
modern kings and presidents, high priests and million-
aires, are positively the richest the world has ever known.
Bulging are they with vast hoards of silver and dia-
monds and gold.
Here, then, is opportunity on a colossal scale. Here
is the goal of the Caesars, Nebuchadnezzars and Na-
poleons in the days that are coming.
All is ready and prepared for them, even as in olden
times.
Caesar carried off the treasures of Egypt, Greece,
Gaul and Rome. Napoleon looted the money vaults of
Venice, Vienna, Madrid, Berlin and Moscow. London
only escaped him.
Nebuchadnezzar plundered the Temple of Zion,
where the Jews kept all their deposits, and drank his
beer and wine out of Jehovah's pots of gold.
Napoleon, Caesar, Nebuchadnezzar! These were
three great men, were they not? And in this their great-
ness consisted—they seized their opportunities.
“The Door of Opportunity is put up to keep out bad
and weak people. When good men come along they batter
it down, tear it off its hinges, and pass on.”
Trust not empire, nor republic,
Trust not school or church or throne,
Trust not anarch, priest or statesman,
Trust in yourself and DARE alone.
Undaunted live, undaunted perish,
Do and die, but make no moan:
Be proud and bold, high valor cherish,
Be thine own God, and THINK alone.
Thinking over wrongs however does not right
them. It is only by acts of resistance men may
prevent themselves from being eaten up by the
Dragons of Authority.
Rejoice and halleluia
And bend the lowly knee-
Glory, laud and honor
The God of Gallilee.
Some worship gods of wood and
stone
And gods of clay and brass,
And bulls and snakes, and rams and
lambs,
And She-Gods too, alas!
But the God we own, the Wonderful,
He doth them all surpass –
An Asiatic yellow man
A Hebrew on an ASS.
The god who plunged the world in
night.”
Hammer the weapons
And weld them well,
Sword and cannon
And bomb and shell.
-
That image spiked upon a cross,
That varnished idol hung so high,
And do you think that God is there?
Why then, methinks, you think a lie.
Christ is dead.
reigns.
are wholly impractical. All reason-
able men know this. But the Teach-
ings of Thor are true to the life.
You can't escape them even if you
close your eyes and ears.
the cannons roar along the North
Sea the voice of Thor is heard upon
the waters. His iron angels spread
their wings on the blast.
He is no dead god. He is no false
god. He is the TRUE God—the
God who gives life and freedom to
the valiant and the brave whomso.
ever they may be.
we live in great and marvellous
times. Stupendous things are hap.
pening. The falsehoods of 2,000
years are being smashed to pieces.
Evolution proceeds.
moves, and the struggle for exist-
encº is not suppressed. Glory be
to Thor—the God of Heroes the
Lord of Combat—the Awakener of
Men.
THE DEAD GOD
Thor lives and
The Teachings of Christ
When
Thor IS.
Verily, verily.
The world
This is what happens to “the lamb
of God” in real life.
You can pray until you're toothless,
And vote and whine and shout.
But the laws of life are ruthless,
And you shall find it out.



To be the servant of another man.
To obey his will. To be afraid of
him. To altruistically give up to him
all the profits of your intellegence and
toil–what is that? Is it not to be
“a good Christian"—a poor brainless
dumb animal—that is to say-the
triple zero of Nothingness? -
Respect your soul. Envolve your
own personality in your own way.
Let not the crushing superstitions of
science or politics or ecclesiasticism,
or monarchy or socialism blind you
or turn you aside from the true glor-
ies and grandeurs of the life immedi-
ate Your own evolution is of more
value to you that the collective con-
clusions of 50 million.
To put your faith in political insti-
tutions is just as insane and unseemly
as to put your faith in religious in-
stitutions.
Why then do you do it?
the matter with you?
What is the difference between the
man who fools you from the pulpit,
and the other man who fools you from
the platform 2
Both of them seek to obtain power
over you—to rule your mind, control
your property interests or labor
Dower.
Give the priest authority over you
and he will skin you alive. Give the
politician authority over you and he
will skin you alive and dead.
What is
rº-E MoRALs or THE PAGANS
were nobler by far than the morals
of Christendom. The morals of the
New Testament are the morals of
Asiatic beggars, le pers, eunuchs,
slaves, and magdalenes. It is the
basest morality that has ever been
taught among men. It is utterly igno-
ble, unheroic, despicable, effeminate.
In the centers of modern Christendom
all the unspeakable immoralities of
ancient Jerusalem and Babylon are
far surpassed. Wherever Christ is
preached there iniquity, degeneracy,
misegnation and sexual insanity flour-
ish. Under the cross whole nations
rot to death.
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the True word
“WAR SHALL BE FOR EVER"
The warrior wins everything
“Peace on Earth” is the philoso-
phy of the Slave and the kernel of
every Slave Religion.
Over all the Earth still it is Thor's
Day. Survive if you can! Survive!
Survive! Survive.
Men do not fight for fun remem-
ber. - But for lands and gold–for
trade and business-fur food and
clothing and homes to live in, and
ships that sail the seas and all good
things.
The warrior wins everyhting be-
cause he stakes everything. The
green and gold of all harvest fields
comes not from the plowman but
from the red and black of battle and
wa-
Glory be to the winners I say, and
gold and joy and power and fame.
and everything they want.
But woe to the vanquished now
and for evermore. Thus it is. Thus
it was. Thus it shall ever Be.
Life for life
And blow for blow.
Blood for blood
And woe for woe
We live in war for ever.

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AN HEROIC, PAMPHILET.
“THE GOSPEL OF PHYSICAL
COURAGE” by Bart Kennedy. The
primitive condition of all mankind was,
in practice, no different from what it is
today. It was a condition of constant
conflict. Men, as a matter of course,
had to fight for what they possessed,
else they would not “posses” it very
long. To merely “produce” a thing
and then not have the courage and
ability to keep it, was to lose it, and
rightly so. Thus war operated as a
perfect selective agency between the
“good” and the “bad.” A man’s in.
dividual prowess settled his economic
standing. Good men were those who
were brave in battle. Hence they were
usually victorious, and it is an easy and
natural transition from victors to pro-
prietors, rulers, lawmakers. On the
other hand the “bad” were the cravens
in battle, doubtful of themselves, pes-
simistic, and hence easily vanquished
and dispossessed. They immediately
went down in the social scale, becoming
prisoners, serfs, slaves, hirelings, tax-
payers, tenants and exiles.
From this basic condition all modern
social and industrial conditions arose
and to this very day a man's position
in life is very largely the working out
of his warrior heredity.
Furthermore, the “moral” man is still
the valiant man, who fears no foe, high
or low, and who is ready with positive
physical courage to risk his life, and all
he has for what he believes to be right,
or for what he desires.
On the contrary, the “immoral” man
is he who will not and cannot defend
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affirming that modern civilization is a horrible hypnotic
seance, a continuation of the terrorism and gloom of the Dark
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duplicity or armed Power. Therefore if man is ever to be
free, these artificial and domineering “Thou Shalts” must
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* Right" and * wrong” are decided not by the Mee-
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Equality ideals are mere milenial illusions, for all life is
strife-a combat to the death.
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limited by Governments and Gods, the unfit and base in-
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“They can take who have the power
They may keep who can.”
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Stupendous and divine
The highest, holiest law of all
That governs “mine and thine.”
The law it is of Sun and Star,
Of President and Pope—
It is “the prisoner at the bar”
The gallows and the rope.
It is the lawyer and his fee;
The shearer and his sheep-
The eagle soaring swift and free;
The Dreadnaught on the deep.
It is the Bond: it is the Loan–
The profit and the loss–
The Usurer on his Bullion Throne-
The Idol on the Cross.
It is the Goth: it is the Hun-
The tyrant and his prey.
And flame and saber, club and gun;
O, taxes that we pay!
the law of all the climes,
*he things to be:
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THE PRIEST AND THE DEVIL
*Fedor Dostoyevsky achieved fame as the author of
two of the most powerful psychical stdudies ever penned:
“Poor Folk” and “Crime and Punishment,” both of
which have been translated into most European lan-
guages. During his incarceration, for political reasons,
in the terrible fortress of SS. Peter and Paul—an
imprisonment which ruined his constitution and caused
his early death—he wrote the following sketch upon the
wall of his cell.
THIS IS HELL
By Fedor Dostoyevsky.”
Before the altar in a splendid church, glisten-
ing with gold and silver and lit up by a multitude
of candles, stood a priest arrayed in beautiful
robe and gorgeous mantle. He was a portly,
dignified man, with ruddy cheeks and well-kept
beard. His voice was sonorous and his mien
haughty. His appearance, in keeping with the
church, glowed and shone with luxury.
The congregation, however, presented a difer-
ent picture. It consisted mostly of poor working:
men and peasants, old women and beggars. Their


clothing was shabby and exhaled the peculiar odor
of poverty. Their thin faces bore the marks of
hunger and their hands the marks of toil. It
was the picture of want and misery.
The priest burned incense before the holy
pictures, and then piously and solemnly raised his
voice and preached.
“My dear brethern in Christ,” he said, “our
dear Lord gave you life, and it is your duty to be
satisfied with it. But are you satisfied? No.
“First of all, you do. not have enough faith
in our dear Lord and His saints and miracles.
You do not give as freely as you should from your
earnings to the holy church.
“In the second place, you do not obey the
authorities. You oppose the powers of the world.
the Tsar and his officers. You despise the laws.
“It is written in the Bible, ‘Give unto Caesar
that which is Caesar's and give unto God that which
is God's. But you do not do it! And do you
know what this means? This is deadly sin.
Indeed, I tell you, it is the devil who is tempting
you to go his way. It is he who tempts your
souls, and you imagine it is your own free-will
that prompts you to act in this way. His will it
is, not yours. He is waiting for your death. He is
burning with eagerness to possess your souls. He
will dance before the flames of hell, in which your
souls will suffer agonies.
“Therefore I warn you, my brethern, I admon-
ish you to leave the path of damnation. There
is still time, O God, have mercy!"
The people listened, trembling. They believed
the priest's solemn words. They sighed and cros-
sed themselves, fervently kissed the floor. The
priest also crossed himself, turned his back to the
people—and smiled.
It so happened that the devil was just passing
by the church while the priest was speaking thus





















to the people. He heard his name mentioned, so
he stood by the open window and listened. He
saw the people kiss the priest's hand. He saw
how the priest, bending before a gilded picture of
some saint,
astily pocketed the money which the
poor people had put down there for the holy
church. This provoked the devil, and no sooner
did the priest leave the church than he ran after
him and caught hold of his holy mantle.
“Hello you fat little fatherlºº he said “What
made you lie so to those poor misled people? What
tortures of hell did you depict? Don't you know
they are already suffering the tortures of hell
in their earthly lives? Don't you know that you
and the authorities of the State are my represent-
atives on earth? It is you who make them suffer
the pains of hell with which you threaten them.
Don't you know this? Well, then, come with me!”
The devil grabbed the priest by the collar,
lifted him high in the air, and carried him to a
factory, to an iron foundry. He saw the work-
men there running and hurrying to and frº and
toiling in the scorching heat. Very soon the thick,
heavy air and the heat were too much for the
priest. With tears in his eyes, he pleads with the
devil: “Let me go! Let me leave this hell !"
“Oh, my dear friend, I must show you many
more places.” The devil gets hold of him again
and drags him off to a farm. There he sees the
workmen threshing the grain. The dust and heat
are insufferable. The overseer carries a knout,
and unmercifully beats anyone who falls to the
ground overcome by hard work or hunger.
Next the priest is taken to the huts where
these same workers live with their families–
dirty, cold, smoky, illsmelling holes. he devil
grins. He pointed out poverty and hardship
which are at home here. -
“Well isn't this enough?" he asks. And it
seems as if even he, the devil, pities people.












The pious servant of God can hardly bear it. With
uplifted hands he begs: “Let me go away from
here. Yes, yes! This is hell on earth!”
"Well, then, you see. And you still promise
them another hell. You torment them, torture
them to death mentally when they are already all
but dead physically! Come on! I will show you
one more hell—one more, the very worst.”
He took him to a prison, and showed him a
dungeon, with its foul air and the many human
forms, robbed of all health and energy, ying on the
floor, covered with vermin that were devouring
their poor, naked, emaciated bodies.
“Take off your silken clothes,” said the devil
to the priest; “put on your ankles heavy chains
such as these unfortunates wear; lie down on the
cold and filthy floor—and then talk to them a-
bout a hell that still awaits them!”
“No, no!” answered the priest. “I cannot
think of anything more dreadful than this. I
entreat you, let me go away from here!”
“Yes, this is hell. There can be no worse hell
than this. Did you not know it? Did you not
know that these men and women whom you were
frightening with the picture of a hell hereafter—
did vou not know that they are in hell right here,
before they die?”
The priest hung his head. He did not know
where to look in his confusion.
The devil smiled maliciously. “Yes little
father, you are reing to say that the world likes
to be cheated. Well, now!” And he released his
hold. --------
The priets tucked up his long mantle and ran
fast as his legs would carry him.
The devil watched and laughed
--
This story came into my mind while listening to
the sermon of the prison chaplain, and I wrote it
down on the wall to-day, December 13, 1849.
A Prisoner.

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