We are now just about to leave the darkest period of the year, a terrestrial darkening which begun with the birth of John the Baptist at the height of summer, now ends in the birth of Jesus Christ in mid-winter.
It was the good Will of God that He, in his Love for Man, made it so that even the cycles of the year teaches theology.
Among all the characteristics of the admirable human construction which was the Roman Empire, the one that strikes the most, and which is also the most essential is its Mediterranean character.
Through it, although Greek in the East, Latin in the West, Roman unity was communicated to all the provinces. The sea, in all the force of the term "Mare Nostrum" , brings ideas, religions, merchandise. The Mediterranean is a Roman lake and is the heart of Roman life. The Northern Provinces, Belgium, Britain, Pannonia; they are nothing except ramparts against barbarism.
From the Mediterranean, Rome dominates North and South, East and West. And at the point of the resurgence, among us, of the idea of Rome in its new imperial form, the idea of the Mediterranean as "Mare Nostrum" cannot fail to reappear, as the fateful place in which the superior mission is called to assert itself and to take place of civilization, which defines the highest and deepest possibilities.
~ Evola, Tratto da”Il Regime fascista”
"Let Orcus hear: we are coming."
I wanted to respond fully to Fen de Villiers' thread on art. Hopefully a few comments on Goethe will be enough.
I think the whole of modern art may be understood through this line, not only the spirit of the age is in it, but how we give it form.
"Let Orcus hear: we are coming." These are not words, but the very force with which we are carried by Coachman Chronos into the underworld where we confront a broken oath. We are on a certain path to the end, time carries us in the coach but we can still give Chronos our orders.
This is no conservative image, and can never be one. Our age is a path of certain destruction, rough and dangerous. Beauty cannot be its answer, at least not formal beauty, because the oath which upheld it is gone. Art and architecture became the work of "dainty doll-painters."
"Do not let the effete doctrine of our modern esthetizisers so enfeeble you that you can no longer bear what is meaningful but rough." The broken oath of art is much like the nemesis of history, we must first find harmony with danger, something which may be powerful and unknown.
We are like Michelangelo's Prisoners, or the ghost of the child killed by the Elf King. Time is the most violent law for us moderns, it binds and frees us. We find ourselves in a world almost completely foreign, unknown. And it is left to us to reconcile the forces.
As barbaric as these forces may have been, and as refined as they seem now, there remains a wound. How do we confront the wound of time that is art? This is what "To Coachman Chronos" asks us. That the end is always already there is a common theme in Goethe's work.
This too is in Goethe's poem on war: "I know of nothing more accursed in war than not to be wounded." The combat of images which is art can only be confronted like that of conquered territory, it must be, at once, wealth and death.
This is why we move so fast through the age, as if it had already passed us by.
"We see so much that we in fact see nothing, and we know so much that we no longer possess anything that is our own, that is to say, something we could not have learned, something that arises out of the virtues and errors of our own self"
~ Johann Gottfried Herder
"Count de Maistre not only contends that the constitution is never made, or drawn up by the people with deliberation and forethought, that it is always the work of Providence using men and circumstances to effect or express his will, but that it can never be essentially changed by the people or the nation, deliberately or otherwise, without the destruction of the nation itself. If God determines and fixes the political constitution of a people, it follows that the constitution exists by the divine will and authority ; to seek to subvert or essentially change it is, then, to war against God, and we need not labor to prove that no individual or nation can ever rebel against God with success or impunity. Nations and individuals who conspire against God, and seek to make their will prevail instead of his, are sure to be destroyed. They separate themselves from the source of life, from the fountain of strength, and can but wither and die, as the branch severed from the vine."
~ 𝑶𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏, "𝑫𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑷𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔"