‘Might is Right’ is an uncompromising, brutal take on Darwinism that is unique in its power and veracity. It influenced Anton Lavey when he wrote 'The Satanic Bible' and is essential reading for anyone interested in Satanism. In our current age of imposed government restrictions and ever-increasing removal from nature, ‘Might is Right’ is more relevant today than it ever was. The true identity of whoever penned ‘Might is Right’ is still a mystery, but there is no doubting the insight, wisdom and intelligence of the charismatic writer, or writers.
This ebook is based on the 1927 edition of ‘Might is Right,’ published by Dil Pickle Press, Chicago.
Extract:
In this arid wilderness of steel and stone I raise up my voice that you may hear.
To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a sign --
Proclaiming “Death to the weakling, wealth to the strong.”
Open your eyes that you may hear, O! men of mildewed minds and listen to me, ye laborious millions!
For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the “laws” of man and of “God.”
I request reasons for your Golden Rule and ask the why and wherefore of your Ten Commands.
Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence and he who saith “thou shalt” to me is my mortal foe.
I demand proof over all things, and accept (with reservations) even that which is true.
I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad-redeemer (your Divine Democrat -- your Hebrew Madman) and write over his thorn-torn brow, “The true prince of Evil -- the king of the Slaves!”
No hoary falsehood shall be a truth to me -- no cult or dogma shall encramp my pen.
I break away from all conventions. Alone, untrammeled. I raise up in stern invasion the standard of Strong.
I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard -- I uplift a broad-axe and split open his worm-eaten skull.
I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophic whited sepulchres and laugh with sardonic wrath.
Then reaching up the festering and varnished facades of your haughtiest moral dogmas, I write thereon in letters of blazing scorn: -- “Lo and behold, all this is fraud!”
I deny all things! I question all things!
And yet! And yet! --
-- Gather around me O! ye death-defiant, and the earth itself shall be thine, to have and to hold.
What is your “civilization and progress” if its only outcome is hysteria and downgoing?
What is “government and law” if their ripened harvests are men without sap?
What are “religions and literatures” if their grandest productions are hordes of faithful slaves?
What is “evolution and culture” if their noxious blossoms are sterilized women?
What is “education and enlightenment” if their dead-sea-fruit is a caitiff race, with rottenness in its bones?
This ebook is based on the 1927 edition of ‘Might is Right,’ published by Dil Pickle Press, Chicago.
Extract:
In this arid wilderness of steel and stone I raise up my voice that you may hear.
To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a sign --
Proclaiming “Death to the weakling, wealth to the strong.”
Open your eyes that you may hear, O! men of mildewed minds and listen to me, ye laborious millions!
For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the “laws” of man and of “God.”
I request reasons for your Golden Rule and ask the why and wherefore of your Ten Commands.
Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence and he who saith “thou shalt” to me is my mortal foe.
I demand proof over all things, and accept (with reservations) even that which is true.
I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad-redeemer (your Divine Democrat -- your Hebrew Madman) and write over his thorn-torn brow, “The true prince of Evil -- the king of the Slaves!”
No hoary falsehood shall be a truth to me -- no cult or dogma shall encramp my pen.
I break away from all conventions. Alone, untrammeled. I raise up in stern invasion the standard of Strong.
I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard -- I uplift a broad-axe and split open his worm-eaten skull.
I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophic whited sepulchres and laugh with sardonic wrath.
Then reaching up the festering and varnished facades of your haughtiest moral dogmas, I write thereon in letters of blazing scorn: -- “Lo and behold, all this is fraud!”
I deny all things! I question all things!
And yet! And yet! --
-- Gather around me O! ye death-defiant, and the earth itself shall be thine, to have and to hold.
What is your “civilization and progress” if its only outcome is hysteria and downgoing?
What is “government and law” if their ripened harvests are men without sap?
What are “religions and literatures” if their grandest productions are hordes of faithful slaves?
What is “evolution and culture” if their noxious blossoms are sterilized women?
What is “education and enlightenment” if their dead-sea-fruit is a caitiff race, with rottenness in its bones?
Might is Right
Ragnar Redbeard
Free eBook Download
Category: philosophy
Available Formats: PDF and Microsoft Reader
Ragnar Redbeard
Free eBook Download
Category: philosophy
Available Formats: PDF and Microsoft Reader
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