Along the hidden path.

CHRIS UNDIRHEIMARDOMINGO, 24 DE SETEMBRO DE 2017

Along the hidden path

-Einmir Undirheimar 2017

A man walks on the winding pathways of life knowing only one certainty; that
death awaits somewhere along the forest path.

I do not believe in chance. Nor do I put faith in hazard. I believe in purpose, in

meaning. Good or bad, I believe that everything happens for a reason. We might
not understand it at first, but its there. We just need to look with closed eyes. We
need only listen to what silence is revealing, and ourselves remain silent.

Man is often scared of whats hidden. What is unknown and beyond

understanding. He is always on the lookout for that light at the end of the road.
That guiding light which indicates the safe way to go. The destination to reach
with least difficulties. In this illusion of freedom, man is a slave. A captive of his
own fear. Of his own doubts. Believing himself to be free in his choices and
actions, he walks light footed, the path which offers least resistance. That road
cleared of all obstacles with nothing to overcome. Nothing to vanquish. Nothing
to gain. Nothings hidden along that path. Everything is clear and in plain view.
The travel is safe and easy for he who dares nothing. Whos afraid of whats
lurking in the shadows of that hidden path.

Our path is not that of the weakling at heart. It is not for the weekend heathen. It
is simply not for all, period. And another thing I do not believe in : that you can
just jump on the path of the Old Ones because its whats other heathens do.

Since the release of Ekortus Thursakyngi book series, there as been a growing
interest in what is commonly known as Thursatru. There is nothing wrong with
that of course, as long as the initial interest comes from a deeper calling. A
:N:eed. I have seen would-be heathens asking to know where they can get free
copies of the books simply because they have noticed the sudden hype around it.
Because they see this new cult rising out from the darkness of the Blacl Metal
scene. This is the wrong approach in my opinion. This is not a true calling. This
is fallowing a new trend and wanting to be part of it. This is chasing the dragon
instead of letting the dragon come to you in his proper time. This approach is as
weak as the level of dedication your sorcerous work will be.

It is plain not natural.

Who can judge if one is truly called to a certain path or another? No one. It is
between you and your conscience. Only you will know if you are lying to
yourself. Forcing upon yourself rituals you do not put all your heart, will and
soul into. Offering sacrifices you are not honest with intent to give. Speaking (or
typing on the internet) words you do not believe in. Only you know if you are
living it or riding the wave. But believe me, in time, we notice.

The level of dedication is not measured in the amount of pictures you post on the
internet. The number of facebook groups you are member of or basically on how
much YOU pretend you are involved. It is measured by the level of changes the
sorcerer can produce in his surrounding as well as within himself. A man
changes when the smokeless fire of Surtr consumes from within. When the Black
Flame of gnosis invades ones being. Out from Ginnunga Gap and through our
sorcerous workings. Is no cheating this.

You can see it where others are blind to whats hidden.

You can hear it when others are deaf to the breath of the wordless Ones.

You can speak it while others are mute by ignorance.

You can feel it as others are disconnected to the roots.

THen you see with eyes closed and spirit aflame.

THrough the darkness, black waters of eitr flow.

THe slithering streams of adversarial fire burn and bite.

THemselves scorched by Muspellheimr.

THin is the veil between the manifest and chaos.

THere can be no confusion to he whos heart is on fire.

THresholds crossed, barriers destroyed,

THis hidden path requires sacrifices.

THerefore the depths of ones soul is snaked.

THus one is always awakened to the Black Flame of Loki Thursakyndill.

THURISAZ! THURISAZ! THURISAZ!