söndag 10 mars 2024

A "golden oldie" in the land of pods: sf from the right, from 2017

This pod episode was posted in 2017. Sf from the right on RedIce.




This is about my book about sf from 2016. It is about taking a fresh angle at science fiction... by seeing it from a radical-conservative standpoint.

And, in 2017, a pod interview was done. In this discussion Henrik Palmgren of Red Ice interviewed me, Lennart Svensson, author of "Science Fiction Seen from the Right". We talked about books like Starship Troopers, Dune, The Lord of the Rings and 1984, all of it with an inclination towards conservatism and traditionalism.

So the classics were covered. The books you know. LotR and the rest. But we also dug into a dark horse like C. S. Lewis's That Hideous Strength from 1945. This kind of topped it off, giving you that extra mile, extra worth, extra effort.

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Ever since I was a young boy I’ve loved Tolkien, Heinlein, Dune... and in the show at hand I could tell you more about my fantastic findings.

The program's own presentation of the show:

“Lennart Svensson ... joins us to discuss right-wing themes in science fiction. We first consider the fact that contemporary science fiction often comes from a left-wing perspective. Lennart explains that his work, therefore, seeks to remedy this situation. We then explore right-wing themes in a few popular works of science fiction and fantasy, including Starship Troopers, Dune, The Lord of the Rings, and The Hideous Strength. The first hour also touches on relationship between technology and science, with Lennart advocating a spiritualized view of technology as a means to resist lapsing into materialistic nihilism.”

Here is the show.



Related RedIce: sf from the right
The 2016 book
Heinlein -- portal figure in this realm

lördag 9 mars 2024

Preachment 2: The Great Army

A new preachment is this... hear and obey.




Sieg-Tyr, Sieg-Tyr, Sieg-Tyr...

Odin Vili Ve... Odin Loki Hönir... Odin Thor Frey...


Three is the number of Odin...

Odin rides in the night... join the Wild Hunt today... chase forever through the night in a wild commotion... "trying hard to catch that herd"...

Wild Hunt, Grosse Armee, great army... zum Grossen Armee gerufen... this is simply the place for any German...

When you die you go to the Great Army... this we even said in Sweden back in the day... when a Swedish army officer had passed away, they said, "he has joined the great army"... and by this is really meant, the Army of Odin... den vilda jakten...

Great army in fieldgrey, Feldgrau... Great army in the sky, great gig in the sky...

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Ride forever in Odinist ecstasy... realize the Odic power... Odic force, vital force...

Not just Odin is there... the whole of Asgard is riding in the night... this is your home... forever riding, forever active... "action as being" in the Actionist sense...

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Ghost riders in the sky... the old Stan Jones song captures it all... a cowboy seeing the wild hunt in the sky... a viable American version of this old myth...

Yipiie-yai-yo...

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The great army calls YOU to join it... join up now, it's the only place to be for a Nordic Nord...



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Actionism (2017)
Preachment 1: Veteran of the Psychic Wars
Astral War (2023)
Peter Nicolai Arbo: Asgårdsreien (1872)

onsdag 6 mars 2024

Något om M. H. Tenhovaaras texter

Han heter idag Henry Grynnsten. Men när han gick under namnet Mika Henry Tenhovaara var han en särdeles intressant författare.




Mika Henry Tenhovaara föddes 1961 i Sveriges hjärtland, Bergslagen. Hallstahammar blev platsen för den unge MHT:s liv och leverne. Senare flyttade han till Södertälje.

I sin krafts dagar skrev Tenhovaara surrealistiska noveller. Såsom Y. Som var en långnovell. Som kom på Janus förlag 1987.

Jag hävdar: Tenhovaara är Sveriges okrönte kung inom magisk realism, drömfiktion och surrealism.

Han började sin karriär med att ge ut sf-fazines. Det var t.ex diktzinet Four Deneb och novellzinet Omikron.

Härmed några citat ur hans surreala guldmakeri:
Det hade börjat droppa från skyn ... Jag såg ut genom regnet som vanställde neonskyltarna. En oidentifierbar kväll något oidentifierbart år; allting flöt samman till en färgskimrande brokad, som när man just håller på att somna.

[ur Antoinettas vägg, citerat efter Der Leuchtturm 8, november 1982, s. 42]



Det enda utmärkande kännetecknet för en medlem av de grå är att personen är evigt ung och bär en silverring på höger hands långfinger. Efter att ha uppfyllt någon gudomlig önskan försvinner de till Druc Yul, där de lever till tidens ände. På vår jord finns det endast sju personer samtidigt av de grå, och när en ny person försvinner, invigs en ny.

[ur X, citerat efter Oxomocco 1, mars 1984, s. 15]



Runstenarna ligger oupptäckta överallt i gläntan
och mossan bryr sig inte ens om dem
allt fler livsmedelsbutiker stängdes och förföll
och naturen återtog vid minsta chans alltmer
gräset trängde med explosiv kraft genom betongen
katter smög omkring och längtade efter fabrors filt
men den gick till mig när arvet delades ut

[ur obetitlad dikt på s. 2 i fanzinet Eilean-Mor, Tenhovaara-oneshot från mitten av 80-talet]
Tenhovvara publicerade sig alltså i tidskrifter. Egna och andras.

Men han gav som sagt ut en bok. Y -- en berättelse. På Janus förlag 1987.

Efter den blev det inga fler böcker. (Iaf inte under namnet "Mika Henry Tenhovaara". Och det är bara den perioden vi behandlar här, guldåldern så att säga.)

Y var ändå krönet på en sagolik fandomkarriär. Som novellist i det egna fanzinet Omikron var Tenhovaara i en klass för sig. Outstanding. Sui generis. Obeskrivbar.

Han skrev alltså inom genren surrealism -- magisk realism -- psykedelia -- drömberättelse.

Nämnvärda noveller var annars Vattenfärger, Quantum satis, X, Antionettas vägg, Romte och en gammal spegel, Korparna, och My name is eternite.

Därtill skrev han som sagt dikter (qv. diktzinet Four Deneb). Och han kunde raljera och skämta i fanzinet Arnold Layne Had a Strange Hobby (= ALHASH). I början av 80-talet kom det ALHASH-nummer på 50 sidor ibland...

Och all denna talang erkändes. När det begav sig. Av fandom. Teenhovaara fick förvisso Alvarpriset som bäste svenske sf-fan 1982.

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MHT tycks idag inte omhulda sin prosakonst. Redan när han fick Alvarn så nämndes i nyhetsblurben i JVM 396 att han ogillade sitt verk och att han ansåg att "det borde brännas". Se där, en svensk Kafka: anser att det han skrivit bör destrueras. Men denna attityd får man som läsare leva med. Det är del av konstverket...!

Tenhovaara är ett geni och därför oförutsägbar. Han har t.ex inte som andra fandom-prosaister (Sem-Sandberg, Inger Edelfeldt) efter debut-inom-magisk-realism övergått till mer gångbar vardagsrealism. Nej han slutade skriva, cold turkey.

Oförutsägbart, obeskrivbart -- och kanske genialiskt det med, så som hans prosa är genialisk.



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Leroux: Magersfontein, O Magersfontein (1974)
Norling: Man kan inget veta om sedan (2011)
Illustration av Helena Eriksson och David Nessle. Ur Der Leuchtturm 8, 1982. Till Tenhovaara-novellen Antoinettas vägg

måndag 4 mars 2024

Om detta

Idag är det måndag.




Låt oss tala om etnicitet.

Etnicitet är idag minerat område. Det är mer eller mindre tabu. Det vet jag mycket väl.

Men alla talar idag om sin etnicitet -- andra andra. All etnicitet utom vit / nordisk / svensk hyllas.

Detta tycker jag är skevt. Därför har jag velat lyfta det etniska svenska perspektivet. Bland annat i min bok Ett rike utan like.

“Etniska svenskar”... detta begrepp kom i svang ganska sent. 2012, faktiskt. Det myntades som begrepp av Fredrik Reinfeld. Citat s. 17 ur Ett rike utan like:
[S]tatsminister Reinfeldt talade ju i maj 2012 om ’etniska svenskar’ som en speciell kategori. Det ansågs i debatten som följde kontroversiellt. Det förstår jag inte. När invandringen är stor (15% utrikes födda enligt integrationsminister Erik Ullenhag) behövs ett begrepp för att beskriva ’gammelsvenskar’, ’traditionella svenskar’.”


Vi svenskar existerar. Detta är budskapet i Ett rike utan like. Från första sidan till den sista.

Den traditionella svenskheten, skapad och levd av etniska svenskar, är den grund varpå detta land vilar.



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Relaterat
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Radio Motgift recenserar boken i april 2017

lördag 2 mars 2024

Wagnerpoddar från 2023... fortfarande online... här är länkar till både del 1 och 2

Förra året gjorde Jalle Horn och jag några podavsnitt. Om Wagner.




Det finns alltså poddar med mig om Wagner... från 2023. Dessa:

Del 1: allmän rundmålning här.

Del 2: om Nibelungens ring här.



Här presenteras alltså Richard Wagner, kompositören och operaskaparen. Wagner -- som i hela sitt verk är germansk myt, germansk attityd, germansk livskänsla.

Del 1 finner du här.

Del 2 finner du här.

Mycket nöje...!



Relaterat
Min Wagnerbok (bloggpost på engelska)
Wagnerpodd, del 1
Wagnerpodd, del 2

torsdag 29 februari 2024

Preussisk ordlista

God morgon. Dagens bloggpost listar några preussiska ord.




Härmed en kort preussisk ordlista.

Dessa ord måste man kunna i Det nygamla rikets verklighet. För det "nygamla rike" vi bygger, det arkeofuturistiska imperium vi ska skapa, vårt "vita rymdimperium", är preussisk rigorism en av beståndsdelarna. Det är uppdragstaktikens, eld-och-rörelsens och förintelseslagets evangelium helt enkelt.

Nu börjar listan...



AUFTRAGSTAKTIK -- "här är uppgiften, lös den fritt". Ett fundament i germansk krigskonst.

FELDGRAU -- uniformsfärg använd av Tyskland 1910-1945. Se bild, med 1914 års variant.

GENERALSTAB -- fristående organ som ständigt planerar för krig.

HERBSTÜBUNG -- arméns höstövning, en tradition grundlagd av Fredrik den store.

IMMEDIATVORTRAG -- den preussiske generalstabschefens rätt att direkt meddela sig med kungen. Denna princip rådde från låt säga 1700-talet och till det tyska imperiets undergång 1918. Sedan, med kungadömet borta, försökte Ludwig Beck som generalstabschef att propsa på en dylik "direktkanal" till Hitler, men då var läget förändrat.

KESSELSCHLACHT -- "kittelslag", inringningsslag, förintelseslag à la Cannae, Fraustadt, Sedan, Tannenberg, Minsk-Smolensk 1941.

"KRIEG MOBIL" -- ordagrant den order, i juli 1870, som satte den preussiska armén på krigsfot mot Frankrike.

KRIEGSAKADEMIE -- den tyska krigshögskolan i Berlin, inrättad under tidigt 1800-tal.

KRIEGSPIEL -- spel som lär officeren att fatta beslut.

SCHWERPUNKT -- tyngdpunkt, platsen där man kraftsamlar.

SETTELBEFEHL -- kortorder "ur sadeln", kompletterande order som ges under slagets gång. Man måste alltså inte satsa allt på en stor, allomfattande, alltför detaljerad order i början som täcker in alla eventualiteter. Den ska i princip bara ange riktlinjerna; kortorder efter hand korrigerar skeendet.



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Gösta Borg
Det vita rymdimperiets grunddokument
Trotylstorm i öster på Logik.se, 249:- Den omöjliga friheten (novell)
Frankrikes stagnation och tillbakagång gentemot Tyskland
Bild av tysk infanterist 1914 ur Military Uniforms -- The Splendour of the Past (1973)

tisdag 27 februari 2024

Astral War -- presentation på svenska

Härmed en presentationstext på svenska. Det rör min, i skrivande stund, senaste bok Astral War. Den kom 2023. Boken finns att köpa här och där. Till exempel på Bokus.




Köp boken på Adlibris.

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Ett slags "osynligt krig" rasar på jorden idag. Det kan kallas propagandakrig, infokrig, kulturkrig, frekvenskrig. Det kan även kallas astralkrig. Eftersom din astralkropp ("själ") är i skottfältet.

Således astralkrig = "astral war", som är det engelska konceptet. Och som min bok fått sin titel av.

Och på svenska blir det astralkrig.

Boken finns bara på engelska. Detta är en presentation på svenska av innehållet.

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Astralkriget gäller din astralkropp. Din själ. Din själ är slagfältet.

Astralkrig handlar om hur du reagerar på omvärlden -- hur du reagerar på nyheter, ja allt omkring dig. Det handlar om att utsättas för manipulation, känslomanipulation, och genomskåda densamma.

Detta är regionen för "psy-ops" och "4:e generationens krigföring". Dvs. läget där stridshandlingar IRL är underordnade. De ska istället bli grund för propaganda, synvinklar, "spin".

Detta är den kulturkamp som dagligen äger rum på nätet, i media, överallt. Det är kriget mellan globalism och nationalism, modernism och traditionalism, 2024 års läge.

Detta är ett mindful krig. Det är ett krig om din själ. Din själ är slagfältet.

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Boken har kapitel om övermänniskan. Om holism. Om konstens roll i detta. Och om "od, ka, chi, prâna". En del av terminologin är baserad på min livsfilosofi, Actionismen. Dvs. termer som "rest in action, action as being, movement as a state of mind" etc.

Där har ni stilen. Actionism skapades med engelska språket som uttryck. Även den aktuella boken, Astral War, är en produkt av det angloamerikanska sättet att uttrycka sig. Därför är det futilt att vänta på en svensk översättning. Den finns inte på kartan idag iaf.

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Förlaget som gett ut boken är detsamma som för Rigorism, Commanders, Jüngerboken från 2014 et cetera. Dvs. Manticore Press i Australien.

Sidantal: 170. Format: 13 x 20 cm, lite mindre än den sedvanliga trade paperbacken. Väldigt elegant med andra ord.

Omslaget föreställer Sagittarius = Skytten. Dvs. mitt stjärntecken, astralkrigaren i sin prydno.

Berömda tänkare och författare som det hänvisas till i boken är annars Mishima, William Blake, Bertil Malmberg, Jünger, Albert Pike, Bulwer-Lytton, Thoth, Flann O'Brien, och många fler.

Detta är en klassiker i vardande. Ingen annan bok behandlar det rådande propagandakriget, infokriget, psykkriget, så som denna bok gör det.



Köp boken på Adlibris.

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Relaterat
Actionism (2017)
Rigorism (2022)




måndag 26 februari 2024

Ernst Jünger -- Germany's greatest author since Goethe

Most people, be they right-wing, left-wing, or plain vanilla, seem to have some knowledge of Ernst Jünger, the German author who died in 1998. But aside from knowing that he wrote Storm of Steel and had a (marginal) role in the Stauffenberg plot, what do people really know about him? In this post I will try to give my view on the man and his works, focusing on traits that might be controversial even to people who otherwise hold him in esteem. -- If you want to learn more of Jünger's life and work, check out this book. It is my Jünger bio from 2014, hailed as "a biography of the very highest caliber" by Living Traditions Magazine. -- Buy the book on Amazon.com -- Buy the book on Bokus.com.




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André Gide said about Storm of Steel that it was ”completely credible, for real, honest”. I can agree on that. This debut of Ernst Jünger’s, his Western Front of WWI memoir, can be read by all and sundry, even by heartfelt pacifists. As for Jünger himself he was something of a warlover but that doesn’t in any way cloud the narrative. It is crystal clear, bordering on the pedantic, but as for action you can’t complain. Jünger didn’t sit idle during his three and a half years in the combat zone.

As a combat soldier Jünger was in his right element. In a Prussian, stiff-upper-lipped way he loved to fight. There is no question about that. And that energy, that enthusiasm translates well into his first book. As for his other books on the first world war, they are possibly even better. Their ambition to interpret the battle experience in metaphysical terms is a worthy enterprise. Feuer und Blut and Der Kampf als inneres Erlebnis are still worth reading. They are daring essays trying to formulate how a fight has to be fought internally in order to suceed. This is zenbuddhism, western style.

In the 1920’s Jünger became a nationalist critical of the Versailles Peace Treaty, advocating a sort of military-style eternal revolution. Later on he left politics entirely, having lost out to the southern right wing faction, ”the München school of thought” (i. e. Hitler and his circle) which had a more racialist, populist agenda. Details aside Jünger wasn’t too unhappy with having the Nazis in power, since they finally scrapped the Versailles Treaty and rebuilt the army to its former glories.




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From the early thirties we find a remarkable piece of work by Jünger’s hand: The Worker (Der Arbeiter), a curious mixture of analysis and prophecy. The growth of industrial sprawls and urban technotopias is here depicted with ill-concealed satisfaction. The vision is rather clear-cut and transparent -- but -- as a reader you might ask, what does Jünger himself actually feel about it all...? What does he feel about quaint old fountains and winding streets being replaced with parking lots and tower blocks, about traditional society giving way to this ”bulldozer-modernism”? Between the lines he actually seems to like it, seems to revel in this coming world of industrial armies led by The Worker, the new, cold, indifferent Homo Faber. Later on Jünger distanced himself from the all-too chauvinistic aspects of The Worker – but the analysis itself is still valid, that of the Faustian spirit organizing and mobilizing the whole world and its resources just in order to make it profitable, dominating every single aspect of nature and transforming it into energy and goods.

The thirties was a decisive phase in Jünger’s development. It saw the drift from the old Jünger to the new, from the worshipper of force and violence to the quiet student of insects and plants. The books on war and pain, on technocracy and mobilisation of the whole of society, could be seen as his Old Testament (he did so himself once) -- while the post-war books on beetles, tropical travels, and Heliopolis-in-the-sun could be seen as his New Testament. And this dichotomy, this development from ”a fire-eater” to a more mellow figure might be fundamental for the understanding of Ernst Jünger.

I shall return to draw some more conclusions on this, adding that there is more to this than simply going from good to bad, from Darkman to Angel. However, as for now it can be said: Jünger experienced some transition from Old to New, from Young Turk to Wise Man. And it is mirrored in his work.

The transformation came about. And, in a way, it was made possible by the language, the style, and the high level of abstraction and reflectiveness in Jünger's works. He could live through the transformation, could endure the changes in attitude because of the many-faceted nature of his works. They were not simple pamphlets, they were ambiguous works of art. He was a true German thinker in that he tried to get to the core of each phenomenon. He never took the easy way out, never resorted to the common sense way of thinking.




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I have already mentioned The Worker. Its theme of industrial landscapes, technocracy, and engineering heroes could make you think of novels like Huxley’s Brave New World and Zamjatin’s We. So why didn’t Jünger just a write a science fiction novel on the themes in question, thereby creating a work of more lasting, symbolic quality? But Jünger wasn’t a fiction writer by then, he didn’t picture himself as one. But he more or less had to go in that direction in order to enduringly capture the mood of the times, in order to freeley express what he felt about the world. The first step as a fiction writer was taken by the short novel Storm (1923), depicting a combat zone First Lieutenant, his conversations and experiences. It is a rather advanced piece of work, abounding in reflections and clever observations; the trench scenery serves as a framework for ”everything under the sun”, everything that the author deemed fit to tell about in this jewel of a book.

More free form improvisations, curiously anchored in the pedantic Jüngerian style, was offered in The Adventurous Heart from 1929. Here we find memories, dreams, nature studies, and stories, all of it clever and eye-opening, studied and, in a way, breath-taking -- breath-takingly original in a both everyday and metaphysical way. He was both a down-to-earth scientific obeserver and a mystic with an en passant far-fetched interpretation of the cosmos. Some traces of the solider-writer and Arbeiter-author can be found here but mostly this is a Jünger pointing ahead to future vistas, future playgrounds and future haunts, embodied in the southern travels he begun at this time: Dalmatia, Italy, Spain, and South America were his destinations. From tender age he had collected beetles and the interest for plants and ”things Linnéan” went with the territory. Even during his trench days he had collected coleoptera and noted geological traits and horticultural details around him –- and now, slowly and with the guidance of his poet brother Friedrich Georg Jünger, he was supposedly led from a vita activa to a vita contemplativa.




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In practical terms this was shown in the mid-to-late thirties when Ernst Jünger left Berlin, having respectively turned down an offer of becoming a Nazi member of the Reichstag and a seat on the Goebbel's Deutsche Akademie der Dichtung. Jünger was happy to live with his family in an old parsonage in Kirchhorst outside Hannover, where he lived when war broke out in 1939.

As I’ve tried to show you Jünger had his Kehre these years, going from a nihilist to a more life-affirming point of view. Then again, the goody-good, ”hippie” traits shouldn’t be over-emphasized. He was still a traditionalist and conservative, still an officer in the Army Reserve. The traditional, metaphysical and slightly pagan/slightly Christian strains in On the Marble Cliffs are at the same time enough to render him ”Fascist” in the eyes of a scholar like Thomas Nevin (q v Ernst Jünger and Germany – Into the Abyss, 1997). And this might be a touchstone of Jünger’s originality, of the difficulty to peg him down as this-or-that. I mean, the textbook view of Jünger held even by conservative observers usually sounds like, ”Then Nazism came and it was Bad, but Jünger was against it so he was Good”. Now if you’re a staunch Liberal and modernist like the aforementioned Nevin, then you dislike both Hitler and Jünger, the latter because he opposes Hitler in the wrong way, not offering the trade-mark cosmopolitan resort to Democracy, Free Trade, and Tolerance. Liberals seem to dislike Jünger because of his mystical side, his esoteric leanings in both On the Marble Cliffs and later novels like Heliopolis and Eumeswil. They are too obscure, too discomforting to a transparent world view, a creed within the pales of Darwin, Freud, and Marx.




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We needn’t stay on the left to find voices critical of Jünger. I have no names to reel off here but I have a slight impression of people on the right being uncomfortable with the name of Ernst Jünger. In the literary and philosophical canons aired among "radical conservatives" I seem to find, concerning German names, a lot of Spenglers, Schmitts and Nietzsches, while the monicker ”Ernst Jünger” sometimes conspicuously absent. And that, I guess, has got to do with him being a mystic and an esoteric, always going for the hidden meaning in natural phenomena, poetry and philosphy. But if the Right is going to conquer and persevere it has to have some metaphysical foundations, whether they be Christian, pagan or Jüngerian. Economism and human biodiversity, political science and epistemology just aren’t enought to build a consistent world view on.

To fight the darkness within you isn’t easy. Or the darkness around you for that matter. You don’t go from worshipping Death to worship Life in the wink of an eye. The WWII diary of Ernst Jünger (Strahlungen, some 1000 pages, selections in English are available) for its part is a journey to the heart of darkness, sprinkled with that ever present light in the form of nature’s healing qualities, the solace of art, the company of good friends, and the presence of Eternity. If you find yourself in Dark Times you have to suffer through it, let the crisis reign before it can be defeated. Jünger served in the Nazi German Army most of the war, treading on the fringes of the Stauffenberg conspiracy, visiting the Eastern front at the time of Stalingrad and walking around in Paris and visiting Braque and Picasso and Parisian high society, dining in La Tour d’Argent while the people were starving. He wasn’t blind to the world of concentration camps and chambers of torture, to the suffering and misery; we get that too in his diary. But that doesn’t count in the eye of the PC critic who can only be enraged at certain passages capturing the allure of war, like when the author is standing on top of Hotel Majestic, seeing a group of American bombers approaching in the sky, catching the fiery bursts through the glass of bourgogne he holds in his hand. Clearly a breech of the code that says war should only be caught in dull brown, black and grey tones.

Jünger could be seen as a sort of militarist, adoring the world of uniforms, organization and heroism which is the army life. How odd then – or how fitting, you choose – that his son Ernstel at the end of the war was sentenced to combat duty because of some snide remarks against Hitler. And, finally at the Italian front in 1944, Ernstel fell in combat. He was weak from his previous prison term and hadn’t had much soldiery training, so this death of his was more or less an execution. This hit Jünger in the nerve, in the essence of his being. His post-war diary always mentions how he commemorates the death-day of his son. There’s pain in those lines.




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Pain and suffering and redemption: this was the time for Ernst Jünger’s New Testament, remember. Without becoming outright Christian (although he converted to Catholicism at the end of his life, in secret) there is an authentic, heartwarming sense of spiritual belonging, of metaphysical goodness, of more or less Christian creeds in his 1949 Heliopolis. In this future city-state we find political intrigue and power struggles, and essay-like reflections on art, history and mythology. But above all there’s the ambient light, the appropriately named City of the Sun where it all takes place. Its lush and fecund surroundings truly catches the reader, making a memorable scenery for all that the author has to say – which is, as always, a lot.

The post-war Jünger fought for a creed, a system of belief, a system that became a sort of tapestry of life, traditions and the joy of being here right now. Nihilism and atheism was his prime enemies, as seen in the essay Über die Linie (1950). There he talks about the neccesity ”to seek out the oases around which Leviathan circles in anger”. If we find our essence, our true self in our own being, within us – then nothing can stop us. If we just abandon Titanic before the collision, then we can seek out our tropical island and watch the fall of civilisation in peace and quiet, in relative safety. That was one of the themes of his essay Der Waldgang from 1951. The message isn’t exactly original – but it’s there and it’s centered on the individual. Unlike Carl Schmitt and Oswald Spengler the post-war Jünger doesn’t resort to ”meta-narratives”, to sociological and other explanations. He boils down everything to the person, the ”I”. This is, so to speak, the existensialist attitude.

And so, to sum it all up: beyond his rightist leanings, his traditionalist outlook you could call Ernst Jünger a solitary figure, a writer and thinker beyond cathegory. In other words, a Great Writer and a classic. He was up for Nobel Prize considerations several times but was, of course, dismissed every time for political reasons. The Swedish Academy spokesman Per Wästberg admitted as much.

Jünger and his works are beyond cathegory. But he’s an exciting read, he challenges you intellectually. Translated into English are for example The Adventurous Heart, The Worker, Eumeswil, On the Marble Cliffs, and his diaries from world war two.




7.

There you have it. So what have we to add?

Well, we could mention this and that.

Like the Goethe thing. The headline of this piece says that Jünger is the greatest German author since Goethe.

OK then, so is he...?

I'd say he is.

Some hundred years ago and more, the German author towering above the rest was Johann Wolfgang Goethe.

Some fifty years later, it was Franz Kafka.

And now it is Jünger...!

This is the literary landscape, cathegory, "what German icon to worship," right now.



8: Coda.

The summation of this article is: if you want to learn more about Jünger's life and work, check out this book. It is my Jünger bio from 2014. And it is still in print, still selling. Many have read it and liked it. For instance, on Amazon.co.uk there's a review with the payoff, "Buy!"




Buy the book on Amazon.com

Buy the book on Bokus.com

The Swedish version of my Jünger book



Related
Ernst Jünger -- A Portrait
In Swedish: Heliopolis
Astral War
Rig Veda 10:129 -- An Interpretation

lördag 24 februari 2024

Inlägg, 24 februari 2024

Lyss, lyss till profetens röst...




De mytiska krafterna regenereras...

Vad stort sker, sker tyst...



Relaterat
David Nessle (1960-)
Stig Wennerström
Arnäs kyrka
Botniabanan
EuroCon 2011: sf-festival i Stockholm

fredag 23 februari 2024

Preachment 1: Veteran of the Psychic Wars

Greetings, disciple. This is my preachment. Beginning February 2024.




Om shânti om...
Om shânti om...
Om shânti om...

Triple time...

Like Odin, Vili, Ve...

Like Har, Jafnhar, and Tridji...

Like Künstler, Genie, und Held...

Like Panzer, bomber, panzer...

You get the drill... 1-2-3, rock around the clock...

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O shânti om...

Om bhûr bhûvah svaha...

Sambhâvami yuge yuge...

Yuga after yuga, I return...

Year after year, month after month, week after week, I return to this blog... to preach...

So welcome, my disciples... I am Magus Maestro...

I lay down the rhythm, and you are bound to follow it...

I create magic... I shape reality by my very being... by osmosis...

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I write and publish... and the ensuing book becomes a magical object...

Like this one... Astral War of 2023... a very pertinent example for my magic endeavour...

But I do more than preach and teach in my books...

I am also a story telling shaman... giving you works like this novel... Third Reich... panzer--bomber--panzer... holy, holy, holy...

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The magical forces are regenerated...

Stellar Storm approaching... brainstorm, psychic storm... your soul is the battlefield... as you all know...

Elite soldier of the psychic war... a warrior cherishing the psychic storm, the brainstorm... the prospect of propaganda war 24/7... if you only know that it's raging, you can have a field day... in your innermost being unperturbed, just watching the forces of nihilism combating each other... and at the end of the day the new elite steps in... the Aristocrats of the Soul... cavalcare le tigre.

Tomorrow's slave, shudra, and serf, will be the atheist nihilist.

Tomorrow's ruler, aristocrat, and king, will be the mindful magician.

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There you have it.

Live like a Hadean flower under Burning Magnesium.

Fight the Astral War with decication and verve.

Don't be afraid of insanity.

"You're seeing now a veteran -- of a thousand psychic wars"...!

This I preach today -- 23 Februay 2024.

Says Svensson... story-telling shaman, MC of magical realism, jester of the new infinities.



Related
Burning Magnesium: platoon and company level combat on the Eastern Front
Astral War: Your Soul Is the Battlefield (2023)
In Swedish: about Evola's Ride the Tiger
A resentation of this blog

Poem: "I'm still alive"...

Poetry time...




When Curt Cobain died Eddie Vedder sang,
“I’m Still Alive”...

A celebration of life in a time of despair.

In the same way, when my brother died,
I was – after receiving the news,
ruminating over it,
internalizing it – glad to be alive.

“I’m a survivor”...

And, “Angie, ain’t it good to be alive”.

That feeling, the sadness at someone’s death
and at the same time, a quiet
joy of being alive oneself.

“To exist is nothing insignificant,” as Frithjof Schuon said.



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I spent some time browsing the internet for “authors having
killed themselves” – this leaving me in the same state – of sadness –
and also a quiet joy – of being alive. An oxymoron.
Not arrogance, not haughtiness, not vindictiveness,
not smug self-satisfaction. Just a mixed sense of
sadness and serenity.

Sylvia Plath, gassing herself to death because of depression.

Virginia Woolf, drowning herself because of depression.

Karin Boye, taking an overdose of tranquilizers because of depression.

Vilhelm Moberg, drowning himself because of depression: he went “to seek
the waters,” “jag går att söka sjön”...

Hemingway, shot himself because of depression.

Otto Weininger, shot himself because of his magnum
opus Geschlecht und Charakter not having made an impression.

David Foster Wallace, hung himself because of depression.

Stig Dagerman, gassed himself to death with car engine exhaust
because of writer’s block and depression.

Norwegian writer Leonard Borgzinner:
he shot himself, hard to know why... He even said
in 1980 that his only ambition was to live another ten years.

The list of authors killing themselves goes on and on.

Writing is a high-risk occupation.

Angie, oh Angie, ain’t it good to be alive...



Related
Cars and stars
Art by my late brother
In Swedish: Karin Boye
In Swedish: Leonard Borgzinner

torsdag 22 februari 2024

Poem, 22 February 2024

Greetings, dispciple.




We will today give you a poem. A short one.

The shortness aside, the poem says everything about the situation today.

Here it is.

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Living in Dharma Town, looking down on Clown Town,
faith is like a tower, for those who believe...



Related
Bibliography of Svensson
Ernst Jünger -- A Portrait (2014)
Science Fiction Seen from the Right (2016)
Actionism (2017)
Painting by Robert Svensson