The Dead World
The modern world is dead but it still moves. Not by will but by reflex. Bureaucracy strangles all vitality, turning every action, every decision, and every form of life into paperwork, permission slips, and managerial oversight. The spectacle offers only illusions of movements towards liberation, manufactured distractions that keep people entertained but powerless. Meanwhile, systems of power reinforce themselves through endless cycles of control, demanding adherence to lifeless structures that drain all energy from those trapped within them.
We are told to wait, to be patient, to trust the process, to believe that one day things will improve, if only we follow the right steps. But there is nothing left to wait for. The promises of a better future are just as they were in every empire before collapse—from the Soviet Union, which drowned in its own contradictions, to the United States, which clings to outdated institutions and economic illusions, unable to adapt to its own decline. History is littered with the bones of those who waited for promised revolutions that never came, told by those who have no intention of delivering it.
This is not just a crisis of governance or economy; it is a crisis of spirit. The world is weighed down by its own inertia, unable to move forward yet unwilling to fade. The time for waiting is over.
This is not a critique. This is a new way of being.
The Two Pillars: Liberation & Ecstasy
Liberation without Ecstasy is lifeless.
To promise freedom only in the future is to accept submission in the present. The world demands sacrifice now for rewards later. Endless toil is repackaged as progress, designed to keep people compliant. This is nothing more than the rebranding of the WASP work ethic and bootstraps ideology, an endless cycle where freedom is always just beyond reach.
There is no greater lie than “suffering now leads to freedom later.”
The cycle must be broken. A life spent waiting is not life at all. The only true liberation is one that can be felt now, lived now, claimed in the present. Freedom is not a concept or an ideal; it is an experience, an act, an undeniable power.
We take what is ours now.
Ecstasy without Liberation is empty.
A life without joy, celebration, and indulgence is just another form of servitude. But true ecstasy is more than fleeting pleasure—it is the expansion of the will, the unshackling of constraints, and the full immersion in life’s intensity. It does not drain or weaken, but fortifies and elevates, making us more powerful, more awake, and more free. Pleasure that weakens the will, that chains people to vice and exhaustion, is not ecstasy—it is another form of control. The world sells artificial ecstasies to pacify us: cheap entertainment, shallow hedonism, and addictions that drain our strength instead of expanding it.
True ecstasy empowers. It should make us stronger, wilder, more alive. It must be sought with intention, as a force that feeds the soul, not as a numbing agent to dull reality. The celebration of life is not a distraction; it is the very core of freedom.
Those who possess vast material wealth but remain bound by fear, comfort, and control do not rule, they are ruled. They are not free; they are simply the most gilded prisoners. This is the greatest irony of the dead world. Those who appear to rule are mere puppets of a greater design. The throne is empty. There is no longer anyone at the wheel, it is simply waiting to be seized.
We do not seek escape. We seek strength.
The Rejection of Moralism & Validation
We do not require permission.
We do not wait for authority, tradition, or institutions to validate our choices. Freedom is not granted, it is seized. The world demands justification, forcing people to prove their right to exist, to prove their worth, to prove they have suffered enough to speak. This is a cage. A delay tactic to keep you waiting instead of acting.
The demand to justify is a trap. It keeps individuals in endless self-explanation, forcing them to seek approval, to ask permission from systems that have no intention of ever granting it. This is how power neutralizes those who would challenge it, not by defeating them, but by trapping them in debate, justification, and begging.
We do not argue. We do not explain ourselves. We refuse.
We exist and act of our own will. Nothing further is required.
Moralism is a death spiral.
Moralism is control disguised as virtue. It deceives people into never-ending self-justification, keeping them trapped in cycles of guilt and purity tests. It does not liberate, it only creates new cages, new authorities, new standards of “worthiness.”
A cage made of virtue is still a cage.
Moralism does not create, it only polices. It does not build, it only judges. It is a spiral with no exit, a never-ending courtroom where no one is ever innocent, only more or less guilty.
The highest freedom is to act without shame, without hesitation, without the need for validation, without fear of judgment. It means embracing one’s will fully, making decisions without apology, and refusing to let external forces dictate the scope of one’s existence. There is no need to justify what is already self-evident.
We do not moralize. We act.
Affirmation Over Negation
Negation is submission.
To define yourself in opposition to something is to be ruled by it. To be “against” something is to exist in its shadow, bound to its logic, trapped in its cycle. Rebellion that exists only to destroy remains a function of what it opposes, it does not transcend, it merely reacts.
Power does not waste its time with opposition. True power does not fight a system, it renders it irrelevant. Power is not in destruction, but in creation. To rule is not to suppress enemies, but to build something so vast, so alive, that it makes the old world obsolete. A system that must be fought is still feared. A system that is ignored, replaced, and walked past is already dead.
We do not negate. We affirm.
We do not ask, “How do we destroy what exists?” We ask, “What do we build in its place?”
We do not waste time tearing down ruins. We plant new forests over them.
We do not exhaust ourselves with resistance. We construct something stronger.
We do not destroy. We create.
Creation is severance.
Barbarianism: The Architecture of Affirmation
Modern civilization is a machine of control, delay, and abstraction. It tells us to think instead of act, to justify instead of live, to obey instead of create.
Barbarianism is the refusal of all of this.
It is a return to the immediacy of being. It is kinship, myth, creation, and celebration over bureaucracy, guilt, and permission-seeking. It does not wait for institutions to grant meaning, it creates its own meaning.
To be free is not only to fight, but to revel. Ritual, rapture, and unrelenting joy are weapons just as sharp as steel.
The symbols and myths of the past must be resurrected not as nostalgia, but as living forces. The great cycles of nature, once honored in the Wheel of the Year, must return as markers of lived time. The defiant strength of the berserker, the unyielding will of the sovereign clans, and the reverence for the unseen forces that guide existence must be reclaimed, not as artifacts, but as ways of life woven into the present.
We call upon the ancestors, but only to walk forward, not backward, to forge new paths with their fire, not to entomb ourselves in their ashes.
Life must not only be defended, it must be exalted, elevated, and expanded.
The world is not something to be endured, it is something to be shaped.
A New Declaration of War
With this we sound the Carnyx, a war cry, to rally those who will stand with us forging a new world where the weight of the old cannot reach us. This is not a war of destruction, but of exodus, of creation. We do not battle the old world, we leave it behind, and in doing so, we make it nothing.
This world is not dying. It is already dead. What remains is a carcass, animated only by reflexive and hollow routines mistaken for life. There is nothing left to salvage. It does not need to be argued with, negotiated with, or reformed, it needs to be left behind. As its ruins crumble, we plant the seeds of the multiplicity to come.
The future does not belong to those who wait. The future belongs to those who act, who create, who take. It is forged in the hands of those who reclaim their autonomy, who build communities beyond control, who shape their own myths rather than inheriting dead ones. It is a future made by those who seize the present, crafting networks of power, culture, and celebration that outlive the crumbling structures of the past.
It is in the gathering of kin, the creation of shared rites, the taking back of land, skill, and sovereignty that bring the new world into being, here and now.
Our revolution is our becoming.
Where others justify. We act.
Where others toil. We dance into the future.
Where others moralize. We affirm.
Where others walk alone. We walk with the ancestors.
Where others obey. We create.
Where others wait. We take what is ours.
Where others animate the corpse of the old world in mere reflex masquerading as choice. We act with intention and will.
This is our becoming.
Suggested reading: Manifesto of Barbarianism
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