Between September and November – Eva Weggelaar

‘Hige sceal þē heardra, heorte þē cēnre,
mōd sceal þē māre, þē ure mægen lȳtlað –
to the North, she cast the strongest thread’

Paradise is this Way

Between September and November,
the harvest and the blood,
my life the Twelfth Night’s glowing ember
Between the blossom and the fruit time,
the eternal sowing of new seeds,
my words all quotes and turned to rhyme
Between the images and the silence,
the apples and the fall,
is that charm still only in my hands?
There are different cities I want to make real to you
that belong to the land and the hearth like the roots of that yew
are they all wrong, the things I think are true?

‘Hige sceal þē heardra, heorte þē cēnre,
mōd sceal þ
ē māre, þē ure mægen lȳtlað –
to the North, she cast the strongest thread’

©Eva Weggelaar
Art: Paul Ranson

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Burn It All Down

It is useful in these times, not without dangers though, to title pieces in order to activate the faceless masses Axis Vertebra.  The socio-political economy of present is failing, so to the sustainability of technology and the environment.  


For all your socio-political economy enthusiasm, your particularly chosen ism spins in the same centrifuge, temporarily separating itself from the other ism’s however, in time, understanding molecular attraction, amalgamates right back to the original state of the matter for, we live in a legalist society, above economics is the distortion of power.  It is this very same power that, in foibled desperation to retain power, will Burn It All Down!


If you disbelieve the above statement you then fail to understand your own history, for these same forces cut down all your great forests, rewrote the majority of your ancestral texts, the ones that survived their genocide across Our Lands.  Yes, I agree, there remains current issues that must be met, but, to meet these issues with only brawn and no intelligence will not achieve your desired outcomes. Nor does it take into consideration that they will Burn It All Down again and then what have you left for your future?


Not only should we be replanting Our Great Forests, for when it all fails, this is where it all begins anew however, everyone of us has the obligation to our future generations to create, maintain and secure hidden book-banks.  Books of Our Folk Heritage, The Liberal Arts and Sciences, each book securely hidden and preserved with a full explanation of why the book has been chosen to be saved from the next great Burn It All Down.  


There is a lesson of great futility for those adherents to ism’s beyond that of Nature (Pagan) – Folk, a lesson history is littered with time and time again from those that have not yet learned the lessons of the past, in this the phrase: The Past Is The Future,  holds great importance, it is just a matter of which path you choose.


Source: Books of The Black Forest

Folk; This Season of Our Moons

Under today’s mid-afternoon sun, in the shade of Our Sacred  Berkano of Golden Hair, Dreams of Kadath (The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath By H. P. Lovecraft) smoldered in my pipe, on the gentle breeze, plum-raisin, brown sugar, apple cider aromas danced with the spirits their dance.  Yes, The Russians were there with their smokey caravan, tipping the pot. How strange I thought, the absence of Our Sacred Bears, Sacred Stags so far this season, realization met with the even more peculiar greater numbers of Crows and Foxes in the most animated congregated states.




On the ‘morrow 2346 hrs est, Our Goddess, with her New Moon, comes bearing her gifts of Cleansing-Creativity-Beginnings.  Time for the Warrior Spirits of The Folk and their implements to re-energize with Our Goddess’s Charge.


As The Seeker of Knowledge Beyond Knowledge, Wisdom Beyond Wisdom, Sight Beyond Sight, I called upon Our Sacred Ancestors Spirits, leaving nothing to human forces of odious chance or self-hubris, this or any other night.  


Oh, Folk, breathe deep the air pregnant with Folk Magic, Our Magic, riding The Northwinds Blow!  Some informed by The Stars, some by Our Sacred Runes, still, some by Otherworldly Cards.


The History of Time (Past) has not been kind to Our Folk.  Many have walked The Hermit’s Walk, alone yet never alone with Our Sacred Ancestral Spirits walking side by side, showing us worlds for gain, gain of Wisdom, Self-Knowledge, Guidance.  For many of Our Folk, it meant taking the path that was ne’er meant for us, for this path was not of Our Sacred Ancestors, most foreign to us. Your Blood Memory called out to you in your disappointment, to withdraw from the path of the foreign faceless masses, onto the path of finding oneself for your Blood Memory is your future.


The History of Time (Present).  What are you holding on to? What is it that is foreign to your Blood Memory, your Ancestors of Blood and Bone, Our Sacred Lands?  Pull The Death Card! Death is but a door to rebirth! Who taught Our Folk to fear death? The ones that taught Our Folk to live, and die cowardly deaths on their knees. The very same that outlawed the carrying, let alone learning from of Our Ancestral Tomes!  Since Death is Endings, Transformation, Beginnings; BURN IT ALL DOWN!   Burning it all down is just the initiation into your transformation.  Get out into Nature, learn from that which is more ancient than man. Nature IS the ultimate Folk system.  In her, between all its aspects, there is Generosity, Charity, Wealth, all of which she is willing to share with those in her, of her folk.  This is imperative in your transformation, that you become one of her folk and not continue on as the savages do with the rape, pillage, plunder, yea, Murder of Nature and Her Folk!  This to applies to you and Our Folk. Our Generosity, Charity, Wealth, is Folk Capital that should only be spent among Our Folk! Why spend Our Folk Capital on the savages that rape, pillage, plunder, yea, Murder Nature and Our Folk?


The History of Time (Future).  This is your hour, pull The Star Card!  Our Sacred Ancestors are Our Future. Guardians of mystical knowledge and that of reason-experience, expressed in Our Gods, Goddesses, and, Nature.  Our Folk are connected to Our Past just as much as we are connected Now as Folk and in the Future. Influence the younger generations by your life and create opportunities away from the technological-modernist noise for the Oral Transmission of Our Sacred Ancestral Heritage, Culture, Stories. Teach them to Burn It All Down for themselves, now, while they are young and it is easier to accomplish.  If we are successful in this, then Our Folk will have raised up a Folk generation confident in battle and right direction, generations of King of Swords Cards, Strong, Powerful Communicators, Analytical, Commanding Authority Folk!


By now, if not much earlier in this text, you are probably asking what the bloody hell is he on about with all of this?  Here is where all the above flows into making sense, I hope at least.


As this all began it was about the seasons of our moons.  Not long after tomorrow nights New Moon will come The Full Moon, Energy, Attentive, Clarity however, because of Our Sacred Folk Season it is also The Hunter’s Moon!  So too, Our Folk are passing through their phases from The Rejuvenating Power of The New Moon-to-The Hunter’s (Full) Moon.

This Hunter’s Moon; Will Our Folk continue as prey or return to the way of Our Sacred Ancestors and once again Become The Hunters of fatted abundant prey?




Murder of Our Folk ~ The Language of The Word-Sword



mass noun
1. The unlawful premeditated killing of one human being by another.

1. Kill (someone) unlawfully and with premeditation.

get away with (blue) murder

informal Succeed in doing whatever one chooses without being punished or suffering any disadvantage.

‘religion, governance, corporatism authorities are non-uniformed sandcan-darkland savages soldiers get away with murder’


It is time to re-address  the term ‘Murder’ as used by the faceless masses in contemporary society, in this time of The Murder of Our Folk!


To kill in the name of religion, governance and corporatism is hardly a new phenomena nor is the misapplication of the term Murder and who is considered a Murderer.  All of which follows the paradigm of The Official Line of Ambiguity, which history shows us religion, governance and corporatism use deftly in the same way they tell you who ‘The Enemy’ is all the while escaping scrutiny-culpability.


If then, the faceless masses understood by even through a simple immersion in history, reason and thought that killing in the name of religion, government and corporatism is, and has always been, officially sanctioned, officially issued Murder then this adroit thinking necessarily leads us to consider contemporary society.  Nowhere in history have religion, governance and corporatism been exempt from ritualistic blood sacrificing not just external elements but also turning within on domestic populations. Where is this more poignant today than in Europe and amerika?


It is stinking thinking to believe that all armies wear uniforms.  These three nefarious, Anti-European Folk entities have invaded Our Sacred Ancestral Lands with the importation of Non-Uniformed sandcan-darkland savages soldiers.  You have never stopped to consider the weapons and ammunition tonnage in the millions being shipped into amerika and then funneled into Europe. How is it that this ‘slips through’ while a simple letter, book or other parcel sent by the common man is torn asunder or ‘lost’ by customs?  Why they wink and nod to the proliferation of abrahamic death cult sandcan-darkland savages paramilitary training camps across amerika yet any such camp associated with any Ethnic European Identity is raided and shutdown?They have been inserted into Our Sacred Ancestral Lands to rape-pillage-plunder, yea, MURDER WITH OFFICIALLY SANCTIONED, OFFICIALLY ISSUED IMMUNITY!  Oh, yes, from time to time they might receive a slap on the wrist, followed by excuses made, all to placate the faceless masses. A pretty neat sleight of hand trick performed by the bamboozler entities on the bamboozled.  Yet, if a European (ethnic identity not by political identity) is to ever kill an invader in defence of Folk and Lands, that is now considered MURDER!


So it is (I use this when things are so out in the open but you refuse to see), religion, governance, corporatism is getting away with MURDER of Our Folk and Our Folk have not yet learned to speak the language THE MURDERERS UNDERSTAND.  Downsize your living quarters/land ownership and become as self-sufficient as possible for it is your being cattle of production-consumption and a tax-slave which enables the support of the programs of importing and supporting Non-Uniformed sandcan-darkland savages soldiers to rape-pillage-plunder; Murder of Our Folk.


I ask you, in re-addressing the term ‘Murder’ and who are the ‘Murderers’, is it not time to speak truth, the truth that religion, governance, corporatism having declared open warfare by turning on the domestic populations of Our Folk, committing the MURDERS of The Ethnic Europeans and as such, with their injection and support of/for their Non-Uniformed Soldiers culpable?  If so, are not the Ethnic Europeans, Our Folk that defend Our Sacred Ancestral Lands and Our Folk, not the murderers the nefarious entities would have you believe rather Freedom Fighters? To defend one’s Sacred Ancestral Lands and Folk can never, must never be considered Murder in order for Our Folk to survive, Our Sacred Ancestral Lands to thrive once more; FREE!




Unseen Comrades: Our Sacred Ancestral Lands-Waters, Time IS Come Today; Abattoirs!

We mock your red nile as we feed Our Unseen Comrades in our waters, into, feeds that which is in our seas!

From loch and lough, streams, rivers, running to our seas dread-drenched red!

Top feeders, bottom feeders, feasting on your sacrificed flesh, yet, you still not see, ‘tis your life-force diseased spirit to our Unseen Comrades Canal Fed; English Channel, Fjords, North Sea, Baltic Sea, North Atlantic, deep runs your dread-drenched red.

Our Sacred Ancestral Wolf, Bear and Boar; Who Was, Is Again, Them In We, We In Them, Together We Piss On Your sandcan-darkland savages and their djinn!

Our Sacred Ancestral Lands-Waters, Time IS Come Today, Abattoirs!