One gets lost in the labyrinth and devoured by the Minotaur when the thread of Ariadne is lost—whose name’s phonetic root, incidentally, I wouldn’t underestimate.
Today, the world feels like one vast labyrinth
To find their way, everyone clings to supposed “fixed points” and, more than anything else, to taboos.
But by accepting these points of reference—whatever they may be—as absolute, one inevitably gets lost. These are not truths, but simulations of reality: ideological freezes of thought, psychological prisons, sectarian delusions that lead only to hysteria.
This holds true across the political spectrum—not just for left- and right-wing radicals, but also for liberals and centrists.
There is widespread disorientation with regard to historical reality and the evolving sociology of politics and power.
Most are paralyzed by taboos that blind them to what’s in front of their eyes
Whether it’s anti-fascism, anti-Semitism, anti-Islamism, anti-Westernism, or sexual neuroses (from red pill ideology to gay pride to feminism), we’re witnessing a tangled mess of mutually exclusive idiocies.
Anyone who aligns with one of these tribes does so in a caricatured, primitive, grotesque way that would have made, in order: Togliatti, Goebbels, El Cid, and Nasser blush.
These banners, as they are adopted today, end up neutralizing the very values they claim to defend.
And then there’s conspiracy thinking—now reduced to a joke for the intellectually unfit. Once a tool for seeing beyond appearances, it has become nothing more than a humiliating pathology of the simple-minded.
Yet reality is not flat or superficial
There exist symbolic, linguistic, and metaphysical codes; material laws; a syntax of life and civilization—all of which come long before what we perceive at first glance. So much so that things we assume are equivalent or compatible—such as interpretations of Tradition—are in fact fundamentally alien to one another.
We’ve reached the absurd point of equating our religious experience with that of people who flog themselves bloody in public, beg for martyrdom, and claim to speak on behalf of the divine name they assign to their God. Like the Iranian fundamentalists who, during the war against Iraq (an Arab social-nationalist stronghold), sent children ahead to walk over minefields, convinced they would go straight to paradise.
Our tradition, by contrast, is an Olympian religiosity: upright, virile—not accurately described as “patriarchal”
That term belongs to Old Testament desert religion. The Pater Familias is something far more elevated. Our religiosity has always valued the body, the figurative arts, the ars amandi, and women endowed with dignitas—who, unlike in desert traditions, could also be priestesses.
Ours was a tradition that overcame both matriarchal and patriarchal degenerations—because it was hierarchical, thus virile, and above all heroic. Not merely courageous, but of DIVINE NATURE. A sacred osmosis between immanence and transcendence, which can never be reduced to SUBMISSION.
If we were centered in our own identity
we wouldn’t need to sanctify the iranian cause just to criticize Israel’s imperialist policies and its relentless slaughter of palestinian civilians. A cause, it must be said, which offers no alternative: sexual repression, fanatical enforcement of supposed divine will by joyless men with sinister eyes, brutal suppression of dissent, and Sharia law imposed by force.
The inverse is just as true.
If Islamic fundamentalism is a dangerous madness in all its forms (and the Sunni/Shiite distinction is laughable in this context), then Israeli religious and eschatological racism belongs to the same pathological family—and plays no small role in the escalation of hatred and fanaticism.
When, on October 7th, 2023, the bloodthirsty men of Hamas—controlled from afar by hidden puppet masters—unleashed hell, I immediately noted that their orgy of violence was not carried out in the name of Palestine, but to the cry of “Allahu Akbar!” And I warned that others would imitate it. A few days later, young men from the banlieues slit the throat of a French boy in a provincial town—without motive—and soon after, a wave of attacks swept across Europe. It is far from over.
Are the Israelis to blame, for cynically flirting with jihadism for decades and for massacring Arab populations? Undoubtedly. Including, by the way, firing upon the Church of the Nativity.
But just as guilty are those who have done the same alongside them: Egyptians, Jordanians, Saudis, Qataris, Emiratis—and the Iranians, who for decades were armed by Tel Aviv while they fought Arab social-nationalist regimes and fed both Sunni and Shiite internationalist fundamentalism.
None of them is innocent.
Ham slices on the eyes
Is it the fault of Israel, the U.S., or the West that jihadists slit our throats?
That’s what many—like the old-school communists—would have us believe. It’s a shallow argument. For whatever partial truth it may contain, it remains a fact that it is they who slit our throats. And I don’t see why we should ever applaud them.
Let’s be clear: jihadist and Muslim are not synonyms.
Just recall Nasser, Arafat, Saddam, Massoud.
Jihadists and other fundamentalists have undergone the same mental and psychological degeneration that afflicts our own political factions.
That said, to declare—as Chancellor Merz did—that “Israel is doing the dirty work for us,” or as Marine Le Pen stated, that “the Rassemblement National is Israel’s shield,” is disgraceful and unacceptable.
I now await the inevitable holy praises of Tel Aviv from Germany’s AfD—ironically, the party often labeled neo-Nazi.
At least some things are still laughable.
And yet, there is much good under the sun
Because the global balance is shifting, and vast space is opening up for those who possess clear and solid principles, free from rigid dogmas and empty taboos.
The very conditions that the public fears are in fact ideal—provided we return to the original root of our way of thinking and feeling, casting off the dead weight of doctrinal distortions that prevent understanding and ensure we die lost in the darkness of the labyrinth.
A healthy Indo-European mindset is the key
It can liberate us from the idiotic dualism that demands we choose between Zionism and Sharia law—just as we’re told to pick between oligarchic technocracy and idiot populism.
We are worth far more than that.
