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The Sacred Band of Thebes
You love the image of the potent — bust carved from white marble.
Of Gods and supermen, lacerations of the flesh, the sensuality acquired from Saint Christopher impaled on the cross.
Love endowed on the battlefield, the ultimate proving ground and adoration of the masculine, your life you give for the love of another. Thus, it is symbolic of something eternal and divine; The sacrifice: the young slain on the battlefields of old men’s dreams: the erastes and the eromenos.
In the mausoleum stands the statues of the Spartan, Athenian, Roman, and Aryan Gods.
Fighting to the death is the ultimate pronouncement of the love of nations and the masculine. And so the spores penetrate the soil to be awoken in the future by the words of poets.
They find atonement on the battlefield: the unification of Gods and men. The ultimate sacrifice: men killing and dying for the love of each other.
A scared order, worshipping the potent scent of the androstadienone, they who exalt masculinity to the zenith and treat it as a truth. It is no more than religious allegories: none truer or false a doctrine.
Sacrifice the ego at the temple of the ideal for it is the ultimate act of heroism. The adulation of masculinity, men worshipping men, always leads to nihilistic destruction.
