The impetus for this post is two fold. In an ethics class I had to read some writings by Immanuel Kant for an assignment. His writings already being insufferable, my irritation was magnified when he was presented as “the greatest thinker since Plato and Aristotle”. I’ve read Aristotle’s Rhetoric and Ethics. Comparing this Enlightenment hack to the greatest thinkers of the old world and ignoring the great thinkers of Christendom, is crazy.
And then I discovered Immanuel Kant was 5’ 2”.
Let’s talk about strength. There’s an old adage by Thucydides that contained such a wisdom that it’s been overused to the point of cliche and meaninglessness. It goes as follows: “The society that separates its scholars from its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting by fools.” The wisdom is obvious. If your thinking is done by velvet-handed dwarves, then you get the drivel Kant put out. If your fighting is done by muscle-bound retards, then the inevitable banzai attack will be defeated by anyone with a remote understanding of tactics. However, I much prefer the company and integrity of these hypothetical muscle-bound retards; the company of scrawny nerds has been known to cause Tiny Heart Syndrome by mere proximity.
The solution is, as always, simple and difficult.
Seek Strength.
Why seek strength? Why not just be strong? If you decide to be strong you’ll have only summitted the first molehill of a mountain range greater than the Himalayas. It’s certainly a start, but if you stop there you’ll never discover the depths of your own weakness to be driven from your soul nor the heights your strength can reach. The pursuit of strength is the journey toward a goal that likely cannot be reached in a lifetime, or ever.
Pray to God for strength. Without his aid this pursuit will whittle away at you until you break. Without his grace we are nothing. With God, Christ tells us, “If you have faith as a grain of mustard seed, you shall say to this mountain, Remove from hence hither, and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible to you.” Our God is the All Mighty Lord of Hosts. The only strength to be sought comes through him.
Seek God. Seek Strength.
The pursuit of strength starts out easy, the road is little more challenging than a path in the woods. As you go further it will get steeper. It will get so steep that it will require constant effort just to maintain your current position, any thought of ascent will appear to be madness. This is where only the courageous can continue, because this is where your weaknesses are revealed. The cowardly turn back and seek comfort in lies. Only through truth can reality be accepted, weakness be faced, and weakness ultimately be overcome. Cry to God for help, for he is The Truth.
Seek God. Seek Truth. Seek Strength.
What are the steps that make up the path to strength? I don’t know, I haven’t found it yet. I do know the first couple of steps. Strength begets strength. Physical strength is the first step. Truth and pain are the gates to strength. Become physically stronger and never stop pursuing physical strength. I don’t care what training modality you choose. There’s a reason the SDL is fond of promoting lifting. The list of things is very small that will immediately benefit your life more than lifting.
The second one is social strength. Don’t be pushed around. Don’t be walked on. And don’t tolerate evil in your presence. It’s not about how comfortable you are; it’s about what is right.
If you’re German and trying to develop your social strength, developing a sense of humor, while genetically impossible, if achieved will transform you into an ubermensch among your people. I suggest intensive research into chickens and roads as your starting point.*
The rest is up to you. No one’s ever escaped mediocrity with someone else holding their hand.
What is this strength we seek? Strength, in its simplest form, is the ability to impose and to not be imposed upon. There are many kinds of strength: physical strength, mental strength, moral strength, financial strength, social strength, etc. Moral strength is the most important; physical strength tends to lead to the others.
For what ends do we seek strength?
If you seek strength for the sake of women, that motivation is sufficient enough to get your blood moving, but it also means you’re still insufferably weak. Use it if you need to. If you never graduate from that motivation you eventually won’t be able to continue. Why? When you have a purpose, you subordinate yourself to that purpose. A high level athlete forgoes comfort to serve the cause of athletic victory. As Christians we forgo our worldly desires to follow Christ. Women are a potent motivation for men to become strong; again use it as you need. However, the desire to become strong and being strong are entirely different and having women as your ultimate ends inverts the hierarchy established by God. It also won’t be as successful at getting you laid as you would think. Subordinating yourself to the weaker sex and failing to achieve their attention anyway is a great way to kill your pursuit of strength.
We seek strength because it’s a necessity and the means to subdue the Earth in the name of Christ. Strength is not our end; we subordinate ourselves to Christ.
Kade, the resident old man (who am I kidding, you’re all old to me), had a post about the right wing path to power a while ago that you were sorely underserved if you missed it. It’s shared below (ignore the papism rant, it’s not relevant to this conversation):
https://kadewilkinson.com/how-to-rule-the-world/Power is not given to the weak. People do not follow those weaker than them. Muscles that do not work atrophy.
Be Relentless.
As much as he struggles with his secularism and allegiance to the empire, there’s wisdom to be found in Jocko’s Extreme Ownership. Take ownership over all you have dominion over and those dominions close to you that others refuse to rule. For the particularly weak this may be relegated exclusively to vices you’re trying to purge, for others it may be a job site, a department, a company, or something greater. When you fail to take ownership and hide in excuses and scapegoats, you will fall and your dominions will rot or be given to someone more worthy. Be relentless in your pursuit of strength.
Strength is ultimately found through morality. Not that whole “be nice” nonsense, but actual morality. The ultimate form of “be nice” is the smiley bobble head pajeet eating cow dung. The routing of sin and vice through God’s Law with the strength only acquired through God’s Grace is how Christendom is built. Conquer your weaknesses. Seek strength.
To the scrawny nerds who believe in the false dichotomy of knowledge vs strength: strength is sought through attributes like hard work, courage, and determination. However, with only attributes like these you will plateau. These plateaus are surmounted with exploration and with the mind. The best athletes in the world will be very knowledgeable about training and about their sport. The best businessman will have a deep understanding of leadership and of their trade. You’re not weak because you’re smart. You’re weak because you’re a coward. Go lift.
In between when I started writing this to when this gets posted, I’ve finished the ethics class and was forced to read the works of a monster known as Peter Singer, a contemporary ethicist lauded as noble by the Satanic elite who presents the ultimate, evil conclusion of the rebellion that was the Enlightenment. Y’all don’t need to bother looking; your guess about his opinions and the most prominent feature on his face is correct. Reject the words of the weak and the evil, and trample evil under your heel wherever you can.
This is some of the little I’ve managed to learn in the little amount of time I’ve been around. I know I ain’t got the wisdom that comes with gray hairs and bad backs, but I’ve learned a little. I know we’re woefully unprepared for the tasks ahead of us. We don’t match the strength of the men a century ago, and we can’t afford to content ourselves with just matching their strength. They got us into this mess; we have to be stronger.
Seek God. Seek Truth. Seek Strength. Be Relentless.
God Bless.
Well that’s all the informational content for this post; I’m gonna spend the rest of however long I write just insulting Immanuel Kant. If you want to know more about the particular lowlife that is Immanuel Kant check out this darkstream
https://unauthorized.tv/video/362e6b/.
That he is the height of Enlightenment intellectuals shows how short their ideas are. If he hadn’t rejected tradition and instead stood on the shoulders of giants, he may not have died single and alone, or at the very least been able to reach the top shelf. Instead, he’s dwarfed by the most meager wisdom of an illiterate peasant and resorted to telling tall tales. His ideas merit little stature. He shortchanged the achievements of his predecessors giving low blows of sophistry. He can’t reach their heights. He used his short life to attack the foundations that held western civilization high for millenia. Now with the quality of our civilizations lowering to almost eye level with Kant, Gen Z was brought into the world, and thinking we’ll stand by his nonsense is the height of folly. The fruits of Kant’s little madness wrought the insane world me and my generation grew up in. So I’ll answer madness with madness and lay him low. Below is a diss track written for me by ChatGPT.
https://suno.com/song/dc74b890-909f-4c52-8456-28d1b5691a11Verse 1: Yo, Immanuel Kant, you think you're so wise,
With your Critique of Pure Reason, but it's all just lies.
You claim we can't know the world as it truly is,
Stuck in your categories, man, what a diss!
Chorus: Kant, you think you've got it all figured out,
But your philosophy's a maze, filled with doubt.
We see the world, we feel, we touch, we know,
Your noumenon concept, it's gotta go!
Verse 2: You say our minds shape reality, that's your grand view,
But to me, it sounds like you're just confused.
Your Ding an sich, what a cryptic spiel,
Come down from your ivory tower, let's keep it real!
Chorus: Kant, you think you've got it all figured out,
But your philosophy's a maze, filled with doubt.
We see the world, we feel, we touch, we know,
Your noumenon concept, it's gotta go!
Bridge: You talk about duty, categorical imperative,
But your moral law feels so damn narrative.
Where's the room for love, for passion, for fire?
In your cold, rigid world, who can aspire?
Verse 3: You built a system, so complex and grand,
But practical life, you don't understand.
While you're lost in thought, in metaphysical flight,
We're living, we're breathing, in the world's daylight.
Chorus: Kant, you think you've got it all figured out,
But your philosophy's a maze, filled with doubt.
We see the world, we feel, we touch, we know,
Your noumenon concept, it's gotta go!
Outro: So here's to Kant, with his theories so grand,
But in the real world, they don't stand.
Your philosophy's a cage, not the key,
Time to break free, see the world as it be.
* Editor's note: This suggestion is unclear. One can readily observe that chickens do not need roads. First of all, their land speed is sufficient over rough terrain. Second, they have yet to figure out any kind of hand-cart or other vehicle that would need some sort of road. Perhaps this "humor" thing works by mixing completely unrelated concepts. Further research seems in order.
