A clear, blue sky, spangled with stars, will prove a homely and insipid object to eyes accustomed to the glare of torches, tapers, gilding, and glitter.
As Sorel foresaw, an energising but controlling social myth was created and deployed, but it was not that of the general strike, nor was it composed by the middle-classes, it was certainly not done in a salubrious way, & rather than uniting us, it divided us: the myth of freedom.
Savagery must rise. Individuality and diffuse cultural heroes warp modern attempts at the revival of true virile experience.
Understanding this timely and instructional work only as an action story, only a true description of a group of passionate men, and ignoring its context, which is described politically, socially and historically, leaves it still greatly edifying. Read this book.
"The sunrise means daily restoration to the sense of passionate gladness and of perfect life, thrilling strength, purging evil, and spiritual good." In pursuit of these things should we worship.
Perhaps from amongst a healthy people uplifting stories will naturally occur, but we are no longer a healthy people. Therefore our Art — our Myth — must be salubrious, it must be moralising to us, and this must be consciously done.
Whilst riding the tiger, we must employ extreme engagement with modernity. Whether this means unfettered and insulting critique of anything unworthy of us, or an exaltation and uplifting of anything that is good, or more profoundly a seeking of exhilarating and meaningful experiences, it means we cannot sit back and await what comes next.