Helena, the little Danish girl ran playfully through the forest, on the outskirts of her village. It was late Autumn in the Scandinavian woodlands, and already, the leaves had changed their colours, and now littered the ground. It was around this time when the first snowflakes began to fall, and little Helena wanted to be outside to enjoy the last of the autumn breeze, before hibernating herself in her family’s hut for the long winter months ahead. Her mother however, had warned her not to stray too far into the forest, or she would lose her way, and something dark would drag her back into it’s hole. But as with most children, Helena did not heed her mother’s warning, and went further and further into the woods. Helena continued running past the white-barked trees, and continued on until she stopped from being out of breathe. Once Helena had caught up with her breathing, a chilling dread washed over her. The forest was dark and silent. There were no birds singing, nor insects chirping,
1. -II- Aeon of the body. – The aeon will be easily distinguished, for then humanity will become like the Great Old Ones: free and savage, beyond good and evil, with laws and morals set aside, shouting and killing all in frolic delight. 2. -II- All is loneliness. – The so-called 'roots' of the west, its rights and truth, have led to the oblivion of everything hidden, mysterious, unknown. Looking for the path up, the west, has forgotten that, like everything else made of wood, its becoming is underneath. – That the 'soul' is not above the body. That there is no body separated from the 'soul'. Or, let me point out the contingency of the lack of free will: the body and the breath (fryma) are in perpetual becoming. 3. -II- Cruel cries are heard from the north. - For the honour of our ancestors, my friends. For the confession of our own body. For us, dear wanderers, for us who do not believe, but experience: for us who do not know, but live. -II- For the forefathers, my friends, touch
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Sleipnir and his friends
Once upon a time, there lived a white stallion. This horse was no ordinary horse, for he has eight legs instead of four, allowing him to outpace all the other steeds around him. In spite of his unnerving appearance, mares wanted him to be the father of their foals; and stallions envied his speed and his firm neck. Nonetheless, he was more preoccupied with his own hobbies, which include running, hnefatafl, football, and jumping over obstacle courses. No matter how much his owner Odin wanted him to be horse-like, he still went back to his human habits. Nowadays, Odin purchased a draught horse to be his companion: he was a brown stallion with white tips, and a long, flowing mane that he shook when he was annoyed. Although Sleipnir was glad to have a friend to play with and relate to, he was disappointed that his new friend Earthquake did not know how to play hnefatafl. Eventually, he got over it and taught him to play football and jump over obstacles. One summer afternoon, Sleipnir and
...and the SJWs, ANTIFA, and BLM killed it. The reason I say this is because Lord Bung just got Woke and has deleted a video of his from another series he had created called Bung Chronicles, more specifically a video called Norse Code. Ever since what happened to George Floyd, he said he will no longer be making immature and tasteless jokes. But what I don't understand is why he deleted Norse Code, because for some reason I keep having this feeling that he probably thought Norse/Vikings=Nazi, despite the fact that actual Vikings traded with non-whites such as Africans and Arabs. And I know what you guys are thinking, I complained about a tasteless joke in his Confinement series, but that was because I thought what happened to the Canopy Tribe was cruel and completely tasteless and unfunny, while I didn't see anything wrong with Norse Code and not only that, one of his Bung Chronicles episodes actually had a WWII parody film called Detective Fat vs Sexually Inappropriate Nazis and I