"What is the point of delaying decay and reinforcing rot when barbarism could replace all this misery with a sublime explosion of strength and energy? One must resolve to surpass decadence by embracing this apocalyptic phenomenon with enthusiasm..."
— Emil Cioran

"Keep reminding yourself that literature is one of the saddest roads that leads to everything."

— André Breton

After almost 2 years, the full text of this scripture has arrived! The Swefnum, from which the word swevens ("visions" or "dreams") derives, is an Anglo-Saxon-based semi-reconstructed creation mythos. It is a work of theopneusty, written in Anglish (which just means that very few English words of non-Germanic origin are used). It contains 5 sections that describe the origins of the cosmos, the emergence of the world-tree, the descendants of the Gods, several names genealogies of the Gods, the 7 worlds, and the apocalypse.

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Many blessings!

“Small disciplines repeated with consistency every day lead to great achievements gained slowly over time.”
— John C. Maxwell

At the beginning a man was wealthy because he was powerful — now he is powerful because he has money. Intellect reaches the throne only when money puts it there. Democracy is the completed equating of money with political power.
- Oswald Spengler

Are you going to be weak or strong?
Are you going to be healthy or unhealthy?
Are you going to improve your life, or are you going to make it worse?
Are you going to sacrifice long-term success for short-term gratification?

You know the right answer, make the right decision.

“Enjoy the blessing of strength while you have it and do not bewail it when it is gone, unless, forsooth, you believe that youth must lament the loss of infancy, or early manhood the passing of youth. Life's race-course is fixed; Nature has only a single path and that path is run but once, and to each stage of existence has been allotted its own appropriate quality; so that the weakness of childhood, the impetuosity of youth, the seriousness of middle life, the maturity of old age.. each bears some of Nature's fruit, which must be garnered in its own season.”
— Marcus Tullius Cicero

May the shape of the future be cut by your sword.

@nightclubronin

In the darkness, a voice whispered unto me, "You can not withstand the storm".

And I whispered back into the darkness, "I am the storm".