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This eternal accusation against Christianity I shall write upon all walls, wherever walls are to be found - I have letters that even the blind will be able to see... I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are venomous enough, or secret, subterranean and small enough, - I call it the one immortal blemish upon the human race...
-F.W. Nietzsche
Wow. By reading this you have mentally signed a no-spamming/insulting me clause and if you breach this contract I will sic my hounds on you.
I now feel compelled to place this up here. If any of you so doubt me in my beliefs because you claim you have to be born specifically, that you can not preserve a very important part of history because you are born not of the MANY different countries where this belief originated. I have one thing to say to you. ASATRU! BELIEF in the gods. Nothing about race, place of birth, or any foolish concept common society has placed on people. My belief (not religion) is a simple trust, I trust that the gods exist and that they will fight in Ragnarok and all other Ragnarok to come.
I am Asatru.
I keep the Old Ways alive.
OK, first of all I have one thing to say, I am not claiming to know it all about my beliefs. I am NOT trying to make you feel bad if you don't know something about it that I do. It is what I do, I keep the Old Way I believe in alive. Don't come up to me and call me fake. How can I be fake if I am only really trying to keep a history alive through research and determination? I try to weed out the Christian-destroyed, the lies, and the never reals out of Asatru. Norse history is a beautiful example of human life, I believe in many of their same beliefs and I am learning the "religion" so I am asatru...aka I believe in the gods.
I know that I hung on Yggdrasil
For nine nights long
Wounded by spear
Consecrated to Oðin
Myself a sacrifice to myself
Upon that tree
The wisest know not the roots
of ancient times whence it sprang.
None brought me bread
None gave me mead
Down to the depths I searched
I took up the Runes
Raised them with song
And from that tree I fell.
Runes you shall know, and readable staves,
Very powerful staves,Very great staves
Graven by the mighty one who speaks
Carved by the highest hosts
Oðin among the Aesir,
Dvalin (sleeper) among dwarfs,
Dáin (dead) among alfs,
Alvitter (all-knowing) among etins,
I myself carved some for mankind
The following are not recomendations, Alfather commands you to know the following if you are Ásatrúar.
Know how to carve, know how to read,
know how to stain, know how to understand,
know how to ask, know how to offer,
know how to evoke, know how to sacrifice.
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^the story behind this bit was it randomly appeared as a fault one day, and I decided to keepit because It reminds me that nothing is perfect.