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Our case is a common one. Isolation and Sympatheia.

From this comes the search for something else. Primary search in ourselves but, because of standing on stylitic columns we get bored and recognizing that Homo is Zoon Politicon, we look for something else. However, we start out biased knowing that we will not find it. Consequently we do not spasm in looking for it. We are natural individuals i.e. we recognize the laws of nature, respect the divine ones and look with suspicion on the human ones. The former are indisputable, however one tells it apples fall from trees. Another textbook example is: don’t fuck with me I won’t fuck with you. The second ones we do not want to discuss. The third ones are debatable all right: why do we consider human rights so important and not salad rights in the same way? We are consequently admirers of life forms in all their manifestations without detracting from the pleasure in enjoying excellent sliced meats or lamb. Rather, we repudiate any act perpetuated with sadism and pleasure in the suffering of others. We repudiate not only physically violent and gratuitous actions but also verbal and psychological ones. At the same time we get over it since History shows that such suffering is the order of the day so better to have suffered as a child than to die as an adult with anal bleaching. We like to think that the law should not come into homes and determine what one can do or not do rather we believe that education would solve many things well before compulsory literacy. Do you want to wear a mask? Good, put it on I’m not going to tell you not to. But don’t fuck with me by saying it’s for the common good, civilization, society, the weakest and Gaussian supercazzola (gobbledygook) with premature plateau(how do you say? doesn’t fit anymore?).

We observe the happening of History and do not arrogate to ourselves the vain attempt to be able to control it, however, we take note, we think, we discuss. We perform actions that will not change History but we do. Our Religion is not fixed. We feel we are Christians because we belong to this culture and we believe that preserving the Knowledge of the last 5 thousand years or so of history (millennium plus millennium minus) is always worthwhile. And if being Christian means preserving European culture then we are Christians. On the other hand, we are not politically European. Finally, we believe that God can be both dead and alive at the same time. It is not over yet, of course the idea of Christianity we refer to is a mythological idea, similarly so we could divine Apollo and Diana, Aphrodite and Mars, Jupiter and Athena. Mithra, Shiva, Kali, Odin and so on. We could reiterate some points like political alignments or things like that even if we don’t like it. We think that bureaucratic politics is boring. So we totally disassociate ourselves from it as well as from many other things. To get an idea we refer to the Brickist Manifesto, which of course we disavow in appreciation. We are not for war and peace but we like Tolstoy. The former, a component of nature according to Heraclitus, the latter, a rare privilege to the proliferation of good arts and culture, woe betide not to make use of it because it is usually short-lived. And those who seek logic in all this will find it but certainly not on the surface. In fact, in the modern world enough pre-cooked and packaged logic is found on the surface and if that is enough to satiate you, we invite you to look elsewhere, to the journalists on the payroll, the experts.

Here we are obviously not giving you answers to questions or even asking the right questions, rather we are putting together thoughts produced by casual observation of everyday life, a series of random points that hopefully lead to something. Some people say, “fortunately I was not born in Africa but in the West.” We disassociate ourselves from parties taken and especially from parties. Also because the grass is always greener on the other side. Popular culture, as well as clichés, are a very good representation of 68.27% of human reality, much is excluded from it but it is often enough to get it right better than with very complicated statistics resulting from the automatic function of excel instead of human reason. We can remember that the price of an object is not the cost but how much you would be willing to pay for it: reality may be truer if it is false than the real truth. Who would buy an iPhone if it cost 30 euros and if the new model did not periodically increase in price with each release? We take the other side’s side not so much out of a true feeling of sharing or repulsion rather to show the counterfactuals of those who portray themselves as good and logical: from an intellectual point of view, a year of serious gymnastics would be preferable before denuding oneself and giving oneself to body painting. We are on the side of the Empire, not the Rebels, but at the same time we could be on the side of the Rebels the moment the Empire was considered the good guy and the Rebels stupid anarchists. A part of us, however, would still sympathize with a form of Empire.

When everything seems obvious and obvious to us a sewer smell rises to the nose. No doubt some people like it. We don’t. We do not have the truth in our pockets but we know it is in our wallets and can be bargained for.

We are nutritionally, energetically, philosophically and technologically autarkic and believe that a self-respecting nation or Empire should be able to sustain itself and not by sucking from third parties, for that is the behavior of parasites. We are wary of outsiders, especially those who claim to export concepts and explain to you how you should administer things at home, which traditions you should abandon, which ones you should embrace from tomorrow, what to forget and how to understand things. Trade and exchange are things that can entertain and generate interesting deals but we repudiate the mercantilist society in which exchange is the basis of the very existence of the nation or Empire. Consequently we also repudiate consumer society since it is based on injustice and dis-equilibrium with the surrounding environment, the supine position of the consumer and the existence of the shady figures who animate this dark circus, vat excluded of course. For reasons known only to fate we believe that the washing machine, refrigerator, vacuum cleaner and automobile (and the energy to run them) are both symbolic objects of modern madness and indispensable goods, independent of the existence of a consumer economy. It is no accident that modern refrigerators last less than they used to and that washing machines, although programs have increased exponentially in complexity, do the same job or worse. Complexity has increased for no practical reason, and consequently the price has followed. These objects of today have become virtually unrepairable. What reason then have they followed, if not the practical one? That of profit, that of consumerist sodomy, of the lysergic effect of marketing. Objects and processes, instead of serving man, are the means of corporations to be served by men, or the means of sustenance of sgaragacs and man-soya.

We believe that technology is a great toy and a useful protuberance of humanity’s arm, and as such it should remain in place. We like all kinds of food and dishes; we eat vegetables, carbohydrates and animal protein. Sometimes we select avocados, soybeans and tofu to feed on the heart of our enemy. We completely reject things made from insects, fake meat, test-tube meat, various vegetable oils and other gouges from the world of Val Soya (those who have ears to hear understand). For the Soya issue we refer to the Brickist Manifesto [Ed.]

We dissociate ourselves from people taking themselves too seriously. Of course we also include ourselves since we take ourselves so seriously that we have the hope that someone will even carefully read what we have to write. With that we also invite you to agriculture. We also mock the modern by reputing ourselves as post-classical and pre-modern. Post-informational and post-post but beta-testers of the future but mostly the pre-Collasso generation, wide-eyed witness to both the Icarian apogee of human civilization and its nosedive to the rocks. We are aware that we are passengers on a train speeding against a rock wall that does not want to brake, jumping off is risky and is bread for daring spirits, smashing however is a certainty, what to do?

“Let’s speed up! Faster!” shouts the train conductor of the OneBrusselsLine fiercely, “Smart-shit-itify everything!” his eyes cast flashes of sparks and the mute gray passengers slowly move their heads a dull unison assent.

In Hoc Signo is the polymorphic sign of what we want and don’t want. The symbol of the modern world and its antithesis. There is no dialectic, no negation. Only contradiction. Deconstruction by the same dirty means as modernity. A voice in the void. A Doric capital laid on a layer of post atomic ash. Vessels of civilization beyond time. A Zen effort to transcend the Symbol itself.

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