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THE SWASTIKA
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Beyond man’s understanding the mystic origins of the Swastika, its awesome symbolism; posterity’s damnation of those who betray it, and a prophecy of certain victory for all mankind.
The story of The Swastika poem is one that has so far travelled a road nearly sixty tortuous years long. It came into my possession thirty years ago. Then as now it was a faded nondescript self-published pamphlet of sorts.
I can’t recall who was kind enough to send it to me; it may have arrived anonymously.
At the time I was too preoccupied with the day-to-day challenges of political activity to study such an esoteric and ageing document. I merely glanced at the poem and filed it.
The years passed and from time to time many accumulated documents were discarded but each time I glanced at The Swastika I was unable to rid myself of it and so I would file it again.
I now believe that I was sub-consciously putting this poem aside while it waited for me to mature enough to begin to understand its message and its prophecy.
The poem is written in a style that requires maturity of thought and a wider understanding before one can interpret it. It also needed the passage of events and the greater discoveries of modern man to reveal its potency.
Is it then mere coincidence that only recently modern man - through discovery – learned that the origins of mankind, long before man was divided by race, are to be found in the farthest east?
Only recently tombs have been discovered in remotest China that contain the well preserved remains of cadavers of perfect European appearance, yet these mummified remains are thousands of years old.
THE SWASTIKA SHAPED MOUNTAIN RANGE
I did know, through a mystical German friend, Rose Ebert, that a mountain range in either Mongolia or Tibet is intriguingly perfectly formed in the shape of the Swastika. I was also aware that the Swastika has been associated with wisdom and deepest understanding since long before recorded history. It is to be found at the centre of the greatest wisdoms and religions. It still is.
It is perhaps the world’s oldest symbol; it is certainly the most universally revered, even today.
I know the caste system in India is based on racial apartheid. This is the division and separation of race-levels based on those racial laws imposed by the sub-continent’s ancient Aryan rulers. Yesterday India; today Southern Africa!
Even today the Swastika symbol of the ancient white race that brought order and prosperity still brings social discipline to much of the earth’s inhabited surface. Its mark is to be found on religious monuments, icons and artefacts throughout the world from the Mediterranean to the farthest reaches of the Siberian wastes, yesterday and today.
In Asia Minor (Turkey) the symbol of good fortune is ‘the blue eye’. Even today tourists return with these ‘blue eye’ good luck charms as key rings, wall plaques and ornaments. Few are aware that the blue eye is revered in Turkey from ancient times when a fair skinned race from the west brought peace, order and prosperity to their troubled land.
The Incas of Peru built their great civilisation on foundations laid by an earlier race of visitors. When in the 16th Century Pizarro and the Spanish conquistadors discovered South America’s western coastline they were welcomed and treated as a visiting race of gods.
The Incas had always prophesied and prayed for the return of their nation’s mentors who they described as being of fair complexion with hair on their faces. (Facial hair in abundance is unique to the white man; to most pure non-Europeans facial hair other than wisps is a rarity).
I learned too that the great civilisations of the near east, from the Egypt of the Pharaohs to Alexandra’s empire, onwards to the Greek and Roman epochs were created and built by men who looked and thought like me.
ALL GREAT CIVILISATIONS WERE ARYAN INSPIRED
These people were fair-skinned, a significant minority had blue eyes or fair hair but most, the dominant Celtic branch of the Aryans whilst fair of skin were dark haired with often dark or blue eyes.
During the Third Reich era the National Socialists believed in the concept of racial diversity (which is not the same as racial superiority). Their beliefs and their racial education portrayed Rudolf Hess as typifying ‘the perfect Aryan’. Hess of course was dark-haired and dark-eyed.
These white peoples of diverse tribe were called Aryans and their symbol was the Swastika. It was a symbol that whatever their parochial differences unified them as a single race. The Aryan race.
Look carefully at the images of the men and women of ancient civilised times when you are next visiting a museum; those people of great deed. Look at the great artists and architects; the city builders, classical composers, writers and poets, scientists, military leaders, adventurers, explorers, scientists and astronomers. Are not their faces those of western man? Of course they are. They are not the Semites, the Egyptians and Indians of today.
Through these revelations I realised that my Aryan race before moving on had left its Swastika mark on a wide diversity of alien race-nations from Palestine to the Bering Straits. They too carry the Swastika onwards or they lose it in the dust of time. But its origins and ownership belong to the likes of me; the Aryan who has through the passage of time retreated across the face of the earth to the final redoubt, the coastal nations bordering the Atlantic or are otherwise scattered across the earth’s fair surface.
THE LONGEST RETREAT
It has been a long journey; the longest retreat in the history of mankind. It began thousands of years ago in the bleak steppes of far off Asia.
As the Aryan tribes retreated across the face of the earth, sometimes spasmodically and occasionally regaining territory, they left their symbolic mark. Their symbolic icons were lost to the victors warriors like Genghis Khan who reasoned that by adorning their own temples with the white man’s symbols they would capture the power and the potency of the captured Swastika.
And so with wiser eyes I scanned, and often read over again, the passages in this wonderful poem, The Swastika. In those words I saw all of the world’s troubles explained, intriguing questions answered and the future prophesied.
IN THE END WAS THE BEGINNING
The poem begins with its reminder that the world, mythical or otherwise, who knows? Is a stage on which history is played for the interest of powers we cannot possible understand. We know them simply as ‘good’ and ‘evil’, ‘light’ and ‘darkness’, God and the Devil.
The poem goes on to remind us that all great movements; religions and social orders are characterised by symbols. The Jews have the Shield of David, the same David who disguised his purpose under the ‘Hammer and Sickle’ symbol. The Darkness of International Marxism would hardly have desecrated God’s earth if it had fought openly under the fluttering banner of Israel’s Star of David.
Then there is the Consul of Rome (Mussolini’s Fascism) who ‘steps behind the axe and rods’ while the Christian ‘to the Cross of Jesus bows’. But to the Aryan belongs the Swastika, the fylfot.
The symbol of the white man was ancient long before relatively modern religions; faiths and beliefs were born and nurtured. The Swastika preceded Christianity and other symbols of racial or religious potency by thousands of years. The Swastika embraced Christianity and the Swastika will belong to man long after Christianity has served its purpose in the passage of man’s evolution.
THE BAND ON HITLER’S ARM
How interesting that the poem – this epic – reveals that ‘The band on Hitler’s arm to the sons of Europe binds.’
The Swastika not to the sons of Germany, not to any one nation, but to ‘the sons of Europe’ from which we can easily interpret those members of the Aryan race wherever they live today; scattered across the earth’s surface or in the last redoubt.
The symbol of the Swastika is a record of human history from ‘the snowy slopes of Tian Shan’, passed on by ‘seers’ and ‘sages’ through every religion known to man. It is the slowly turning sun wheel that carries on its spindle and spokes the tales of ages past, driving always to mankind’s horizon or Armageddon.
It carried with it the duty of only the best to rule either as a race or as an individual; a rather obvious conclusion for anyone who has sat in a field or woods and watched nature unfold. The Swastika symbolised the God-given natural order of things.
The poem goes on to explain the final challenge confronting the Swastika’s interpretation of Nature’s pure order. The threat to mankind posed by fraudulent democracy!
GOVERNMENTS OF SCOUNDRELS
Fraudulent democracy! The House of Commons – the lie is in its name; Congress, the Bundestag; wherever. The rule of the mob, the leaderless herd led by an army of scoundrels, of pickpockets, opportunists, frauds, draft-dodgers and fast-thinking confidence tricksters. Such are the world’s leaders today so how perfect The Swastika’s interpretation that ‘democracy’ is a ‘stark Tyranny, enthroned by numbers dense’.
Look around us today. The Senate, Congress, the various European parliaments infested by scoundrels misrepresenting the feckless mob, abusing their power. As George Bernard Shaw said: "Every five years the electors get democracy, and then they vote it away."
In other words the innocent people every five years re-elect a rotating dictatorship of public-purse parasites that have lied and cheated to steal power from them. They are responsible to no one but themselves. The people have become a herd led by the weakest and most corrupt representatives of our civilisation. You know what happens in life and nature when the weak lead the strong? So will you be surprised if mankind sinks back into the primeval swamp under their fraudulent democracy?
THE PRIMEVAL BECKONING SWAMP OF FRAUDULENT DEMOCRACY
Today, this unaccountable and un-elected (dismiss the voting parody; they had that in Stalin’s Russia) lead us to destruction under the banner of ‘democracy’. But how bogus that democracy is.
Does anyone really believe that the Presidents, Prime Ministers and Chancellors of the world today are the best of our race? More importantly, does anyone really believe that nature regards them thus? As the poem says: ‘The nobleman (true leaders of men) supplanted by the lout’.
It was recently asked what heroic standard-bearing shining example of our race-nation could we place on a plinth in Trafalgar Square or on Mount Rushmore today? Do you know? I don’t.
The ‘Great Men at the Nation’s Helm today’. You might ask yourself why, even in their collective wisdom they cannot achieve anything but ruin? They are characterised by incompetence, failure and a false pride that cannot be dented even as, with the collaboration of weak men and traitors, the remnant nations of the Aryan race are finally overrun by the east.
Order is maintained only through suppression and wars dressed up in the cloak of ‘patriotism’. It is a fact that their own governments have killed more people than have been killed by foreign powers during the 20th Century. Prosperity is maintained only through financial colonisation and if the system seems to work thank the Civil Service.
But during the last great Aryan rebellion against world tyranny, when the White race struggled to break the shackles of Jewish Communism and Capitalism, such a Leader emerged. Note when the poem was written. It was in August 1943 at the height of the Aryan struggle for existence.
Yet its wartime English composer with the wit and vision to see beyond the Jewish-backed multi-racial ‘national’ flags of England, France and the United States perceives: ‘Heil Hitler! Shows that (race) leadership is sound.’
A LESSON IN THE CHINESE LANGUAGE
Years ago a friend of mine whilst ordering a meal in a Chinese restaurant gently mocked the restaurant’s owner with jibes about Mao Tse Tung.
The dictator’s monstrous brutality is irrelevant to the point I make for tyranny has always been China’s sad lot anyway.
With Sino cunning the post war ‘emperor’ China-fied Marxism and rid China of its parasitical foreign colonisers and homegrown despots. He unified, modernised and brought order to the biggest population in the world; a people who today, for all their growing pains, do retain their culture and racial identity, bow to no man and whose products fill our shelves in place of our own products.
The restaurateur quietly turned to my friend and said: "The Jews had their David and revered him. The Christians had their Jesus Christ and they worshipped him. But when the only Leader the White Race ever had came along - you destroyed him."
I will leave it to you to imagine the expression on my friend’s honest National Socialist face. ‘See how the band, on Adolf Hitler’s arm, the sons of Europe binds, with martial song.’
This wonderful perceptive poem goes on to remind us that we have sold our racial identity, and hence our survival, to the Zionists, for gold. Yes, the state-engine of international finance that wages war for gain ‘With bombs to rake the ash of Europe cold’.
THE WEIGHT ON CHURCHILL’S BACK
Anyone who has read the Zionist blueprint for Jewish mastery of the world (The Learned Elder of Zion) cannot fail to see that it has come about just as the master plan predicts. ‘All the wheels of all the Machinery of States go by the force of our engine, which is in our hands, and that engine of the Machinery of States is Gold.’
To ‘gratify this all-consuming Hate, Dictatorship is printed on the Dice’. And just as it was prophesied, when the final Communist/Capitalist dice was thrown across defeated Christian Europe in 1945 it cast three quarters of the continent under the fluttering blood-red Communist flag and the leftovers to the tender mercies of international finance; brother and sisters under the skin. Ah yes, how heavy ‘the weight of earth lies hard on Churchill’s back’.
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Spread o’er the globe, the
various symbols play,
Yet still the Mystic (Swastika)
Symbol holds the plain; |
‘The roar of guns makes deaf the Ruling Power, to Reason and to Mercy, Rex is blind.’ How better could one describe the all-consuming destruction of Europe, or ‘the destruction of the noble edifice of mankind’ (European and English Journal) ? How could one better describe the blood lust of the allies as they swept across Europe leaving in their wake 15,000,000 crucified Aryan Christians?
‘No madness of invention (the atom bomb) doth suffice, to gratify this all-consuming hate.’
‘When Liberty is soled upon the last.’ (fraudulent democracy) and licence (pornography and degradation) proves a weary recompense.’
‘Shall Priesthood drive religion underground?’ The leaders of the Christian church who surrender Christianity to false gods, the Talmud, to denial and to degradation.
‘Who razed a cultured city (over fifty European cities actually) in a night/Then laughing, paint the scene, to smoking knaves.’ These words remind me of the Lancaster bomber pilot recounting how ‘we howled with glee’ as their bombs rained down on Germany’s defenceless cities.
I am reminded too of Zimbabwe’s natives who similarly howl with glee as they burn the white man’s farms, kill and mutilate those who have given them food, peace sand order. Is there a difference between the semi-naked savage of Zimbabwe’s pasturelands and Bomber Command? The latter have less excuse.
THOSE ARE LOST WHO THINK THEY ARE LOST
Is all now lost? Have the Aryan peoples of the Swastika finally been driven to the edge of extinction? Certainly the great European philosopher Oswald Spengler thought so.
Did Adolf Hitler share his views? We shall never know; this may be the last great mystery of our age. We certainly know that the most adored European leader since Jesus Christ disapproved of Oswald Spengler’s works. Almost certainly he did so because he realised that the Aryan Armageddon now raging needed both the faith and commitment of its followers; a total belief in victory without which victory might be lost.
Who would argue? There are those who today say the last battle of the Aryans has already been fought and lost in Berlin in 1945? But then there were those who on seeing their Lord crucified on the Cross said that the Christianity of Jesus Christ is dead.
Dead? For three hundreds years after the Jewish-inspired crucifixion of Jesus Christ Christianity was reviled just as the Swastika is today. Christians throughout the world were pilloried; often murdered for their beliefs. They are so today!
Yet nearly two-thousand years after that most tragic of events, Adolf Hitler who favorably quoted the Holy Bible over five hundred times in his great work, Mein Kampf (My Struggle) described the Catholic Church ‘as being an essential element of stability in the world’. He is of course talking of the White man’s religion; the greatest influence of Aryan man’s progress.
And so it is with good heart we can finally meet the final verses of this wonderful poem, The Swastika.
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Soon, out of the strife, New
Order shall arise; The Swastika its Message will
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"IN THE END ALL WILL BE FORGIVEN, SAVE TREACHERY TO ONE’S RACE."
There are many who hold that the White man’s saviour came too soon for the world; few would argue. But he did leave a legacy of racial love. He also put his shoulder to a wheel to be turned ever onwards. The Swastika, the Sun Wheel; a wheel to be turned to victory or death for even in death there is a victory of sorts. There can be no victory for those who genuflect to the ‘machinery of the Zionist State – gold’.
Death with honour is preferable to life without honour. As Rudolf Hess surmised: "In the end, all will be forgiven save treachery to the race."
The race is the Aryan Race. Its symbol is the Swastika. It belongs by racial heritage to all White men and women. It is their birthright. It is their honour, their past and their future. Let the Swastika live!
AND SO
The Swastika
A poem by
Charles Frederick Ashton
Inscribed to
Prof. P.M. Roxby, B.A., of Liverpool
"In recognition of the stimulus given to my philosophic studies, by his lectures on geography." (August 31st 1943)
"In the heart of Asia, lies the enormous, mysterious and rich country of Mongolia . . . the cradle of peoples, histories and legends; the native land of bloody conquerors, prophets, sorcerers, fortune-tellers, and witches; the land of the sign of the swastika." ‘Beasts, Men and Gods’ Ossendowski
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All human action, constitutes a stage (1) Where "unextinguished laughter shakes the
skies," (2) Thus Doctrine, or Belief, in restless urge, For Symbols speak the language of the Gods; See how the band, on Adolf Hitler’s arm, East, from the snowy slopes of Tian Shan, (4) Remote, the Land of Mystery and Power; "Om! Mani padme Hung" the Lama cries, (5) Here Knowledge to a riper age hath grown. Each cycle calls the Hundred Sages down, To govern in the Royal Art, taught he, (6) Democracy! That bane of nations past; The looseness of the age is past a doubt, Heil Hitler! Shows that Leadership is sound. The Bishops rave of Life succeeding Death. The Zionists have traded sterling hopes, No madness of invention doth suffice, No Titans, in their dreams of lawless might, The roar of guns makes deaf the Ruling Power. As Atlas groaned beneath the weight of earth; Spread o’er the globe, the various symbols play, Yet still the Mystic Symbol holds the plain; Soon, out of the strife, New Order shall arise; The Swastika its Message will declare, |
1. Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act 11, scene 7
2. Iliad, Pope, Book 1., line 770.
3. Samuel Johnson, Review of a Free Inquiry, 1757, page44
4. Beasts, Men and Gods, Dr. Ossendowski, page 285
5. "Om! Mani padme Hung" Buddhist invocation; see Travels in Thibet and Tartary, M. Hue.
6. Xenophen, Memorabilia.
7. i.e., trampled underfoot.
8. Theory of Immunisation against infection, as advocated by the Ministry of Health.
9. The Common Sense of War and Peace, by H.G Wells, Penguin Special, Chapter 1., "Grown Men Do Not Need Leaders."
10. The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion, Marsden text, page 26. "All the wheels of the machinery of all States go by the force of the engine, which is in our hands, and that engine of the machinery of States, is Gold."
Note: The poem’s origins are to be found in Liverpool, England. It was composed in August 1943, a time when, in retaliation for the illegal bombing of scores of European cities, started illegally by the British Government, Hitler’s Europe responded in kind.
After European cities were set ablaze by the Royal Air Force, Liverpool felt the retaliatory brunt. This epic poem The Swastika was composed against a background of blazing buildings and the smoke of propaganda. Its composer, Professor P.M Roxby, B.A., through these words was able to see through the smoke and flames to the distance beyond the ashes.
Michael Walsh / www.ety.com/HRP