February 13, 2019

Sola Sanguis: A Volkist Credo of Blood

Despite growing popularity, Volkist paganism is not well understood. In our circles, it’s often derided as inauthentic. To those within a Christian framework, our beliefs lack metaphysical assertions and theological substance.

Sola Sanguis: A Volkist Credo of Blood

By Beekeeper

Prefatory note: I’m not proficient at Latin, so the phrase “Sola Sanguis” might not be proper. I’m not simply discussing the physical medium, the red liquid in our veins, but also heredity and lineage, race and nation. Words like genus or stirpis might be more appropriate. Latin seems to lack the double entendre usage of the word  “blood”, which might be idiomatic in English. Perhaps “Solo Sanguine” is  better grammar, but that’s not the point. I am a barbarian after all,  and should always sound like one.


Sola Sanguis: A Credo of Blood

Despite growing popularity, Volkist paganism is not well understood.  In our circles, it’s often derided as inauthentic. To those within a Christian framework, our beliefs lack metaphysical assertions and theological substance. We’re even accused of being a “degenerate”  movement. Christians cite examples of pop-culture “heathenry” – lesbian  cat-ladies in Wiccan covens and dirty hippies wearing pentagrams – as  representative of paganry, but we are not these people. We share as much  with such human detritus as our Christian cohorts share with the Association of Welcoming and Affirming Baptists. This kind of comparison is disingenuous prima facia, and requires no argument.

The charge of lacking theological substance and metaphysical claims  is more severe. Christians claim we don’t actually believe in the gods;  that our gods are “symbols” and our beliefs are metaphors, rather than  assertions on reality. They claim we worship “deified men”, not supreme  beings. This is false. Christians’ habit of denying paganism’s substance  is for subjective, not objective, reasons. They assume that if paganism  fails to mirror Christian metaphysics, then it has no metaphysics. If  paganism lacks a central ideological nucleus (even if Christianity never  had one) then it has no theology.

This is an example of Interpretatio Christiana – of Christians approaching Volkist beliefs without a metaphysics of  blood to interpret us with. What they perceive is not a lack, but a divergence. The divergence in metaphysics and theology arises not  because we fail to meet their standards, but because we reject their  standards and assert competing ones. They project their own deracinated  (race-less) framework onto our explicitly racial one, and miss the mark  entirely.

What do Christians consider properly theological, such that we seem to have none? In the crudest sense, the charge is based on our concept  of god(s) conflicting with theirs; they believe themselves to be  monotheistic (despite the Apostolic Creed’s affirmation of the Trinity),  while we are polytheists who deny the “one-ness” of God. This criticism  is partially true; we are polytheists. Despite being polytheistic, we  have a concept of the “one-ness” of nature, a metaphysical unity that  subsumes all gods and men; Christians also believe in a single  transcendent unity that subsumes the division of their triune godhead.  Though the pagan conception of the divine might seem analogous to the  Christian Trinity’s paradoxical “one-ness”, Christians reject any  similarity.

They aren’t entirely wrong. Indeed, the pagan conception of divine  unity is far less paradoxical than the Christian one. We assert the  continuity of all things. We don’t force contradictory absolutes into  the same semantic box. To us, reality is a shadow, the projection of a  deeper, more fundamental truth into this world. The gods are a  manifestation of the deeper world of spirit: a heirophany that requires  no authority beyond the laws of nature and blood ties – ties of blood  between gods and men, between the living and the dead.

On the charge of lacking a credo

Christians distinguish themselves with many creeds and proclamations, like the Apostolic Creed, affirming trinitarian belief in God the Father, Jesus Christ His Son and the Holy Spirit – or the Five Solae:

  • Sola scriptura – ”by Scripture alone”
  • Sola fide – ”by faith alone”
  • Sola gratia – ” by grace alone”
  • Solus Christus or Solo Christo – ”Christ alone” or “through Christ alone”
  • Soli Deo gloria – ”glory to God alone”

Christians claim that without such credos, paganism cannot be true  religion. Ironically, the Five Solae were  formally articulated in the  20th century, and the Apostolic Creed was not formally articulated until  the 700s. Christians who lived before these principles became concrete  theology cannot be true Christians, or practicing a “true” religion at  all. Christianity, therefore, has no theological pedigree, and springs  out of nothingness. Of course, this notion is absurd, but so is the  suggestion that pagans lack legitimate belief because we forego  bureaucracy to formulate it.

Formal academic theology is not a pre-requisite. Beneath outward  difference, Volkist paganism revolves around an immanent precept: blood is a metaphysical integument…  Blood binds us within the tapestry of our kin and the gods. Blood is  the vehicle whereby wisdom of the racial past, of the suffering and  triumph of our ancestors, carries through us to our children, and all  their posterity. The divine Will subsumes our entire being, physical and  spiritual. The two are one while we live, and while our Race persists.  We are its myriad manifestations, tendrils of desire and will stretching  backward in time, beyond historical memory, to the dawn of our species.

Wherever the creative power of desire is, there springs  the soil’s own seed. But do not forget to wait. Did you not see that  when your creative force turned to the world, how the dead things moved  under it and through it, how they grew and prospered, and how your  thoughts flowed in rich rivers? If your creative force now turns to the  place of the soul, you will see how your soul becomes green and how its  field bears wonderful fruit.
― C.G. Jung, The Red Book: Liber Novus

Volkists represent the turning of desire away from foreign racial  impositions, from the amnesiac fog of multicultural Babylon, to the Will  of our ancestral past shepherding us to this dispensation. We profess  this covenant: Blood is our sacrament and credo – not the dry, dead ink  of scripture.

On the charge that paganism lacks a “scriptural basis”

We speak often of Heirophany, a term designating the manifestation of  the sacred. It refers to any manifestation of the sacred throughout  history. Blood is our central heirophany, not paper. Unlike  Christianity, pagans lack a professional theological class, those pale  emaciated forms shuffling through the archives of Rome, the synagogues  of Tel Aviv, and the libraries of Cambridge.

Our theologians walk in the woods and climb mountains, seeking the gods in the living world. Our theology  requires no intermediaries,  no priest-academics or legal scholars to mediate the heirophany for us.  We aren’t lawyers worshiping scrolls in archives. We’re living and  breathing, with blood in our veins, blood spilled over kilometers of  soil, across distant continents. One blood, and one racial soul. Our  gods don’t push paper, and neither do we.

As a Volkist, my relationship to the divine is mediated by the blood  I’ve inherited – not the blood shed by a virgin birth with no ties to me  or any living man (Christ). I exist in concert, within the same nature  as the gods, who are also bound by blood ties. It’s not something I have  to verbally assert; it’s a metaphysical truth that asserts itself over  me. Blood asserts its divinity over me, not the ink of scripture.

Ancestry is our scripture. Our Weltanschauung is the heirophany of  history, nature, and the gods. Volkists apply historicity, Aryan  syncretism, and Sophia Perrenis to our racial past. Combined with an  understanding of metaphysics, syncretism permits spiritual freedom – an  independence to determine for our own community what reflects the divine  will. History (including modern archeology) tells us this was always  the way of Aryans, thousands of years before the present. We honor  heritage as the vessel of our racial spirit, the medium between our  lives and the divine. The credo of Sola Sanguis says that honoring our inheritance, evoking their lives and practices, manifests the sacred – because our blood is scripture. Our “lives of the Saints” is the entire tale of our people.

Such concepts are not entirely foreign to Christians. Christianity  also reflects an Aryan proclivity for syncretism: Constantine’s “vision”  of a solar questenbaum bears conspicuous resemblance to parhelion  common in Mithraic cults, Celtic and Germanic stonework – like the Sonnenkreuz – a symbol of Aryans for thousands of years. Christians bristle when  reminded of Christianity’s derivative nature, as a simulacrum of  pre-existing pagan cults and beliefs, but it’s a fact they can’t deny.  Even the concept of the immortal soul, that survives beyond death, is  not Christian (or even Jewish) in origin: it’s pagan.

Despite being an unfortunate and unfulfilling facsimile of the wisdom  traditions that preceded it, Christianity still housed Aryan blood for  thousands of years, and thus, bears the Aryan trace. How could it do  otherwise? “The Christ” sheds his blood for the world’s salvation, much  as Odin shed his own for knowledge of the runes; but Odin’s blood is our  own blood, while Christ’s blood belongs to no one. His divinity is  detached from the world, his blood is outside our Volkish continuity.

On the charge that Volkist paganism has a “Northern" preference

Why should paganism not have a “Northern” preference, when we are  Northern by racial extraction? We are not Mediterranean or Semitic  (though nothing technically prevents these people from adopting our  worldview, except that they already have their own). We are the products  of thousands of years of co-mingling and co-habitation, through  conquest, commerce, and cultural affinity. We are more alike than anyone  else. Our languages are more mutually intelligible than our Southern cousins’ to our ears. We shared the same gods, the same cultures, the  same traditions – and more importantly – the same blood. One might even  argue that Roman Christianity is more authentic to Mediterranean  peoples, being the direct descendants of Rome, than it is to anyone  North of the Rhine. Our preference for Northern European heritage is  obvious, if the principle “blood first and last, blood before all” is  understood.

In the words of the Canadian poet, William Wilfred Campbell:
And ye, who dwell in the shadow
Of the century-sculptured piles,
Where sleep our century-honoured dead,
While the great world thunders overhead,
And far out, miles on miles,
Beyond the throb of the mighty town
The blue Thames dimples and smiles,—
Not yours alone the glory of old,
Of the splendid thousand years
Of Britain’s might and Britain’s right
And the brunt of British spears;—
Not yours alone, for the great world round,
Ready to dare and do,
Scot and Celt and Norman and Dane,
With the Northman’s sinew and heart and brain,
And the Northman’s courage for blessing or bane,
Are England’s heroes too.

Northern peoples are more "one people" than anyone else. That is the inescapable truth of history. Some will always claim that “language is my true fatherland”,  and similar nonsense. They’ll argue that a Welshman has nothing in  common with an Englishman, and a Dane has nothing in common with a  German; more words and ink elevated over blood. More of the same  spiritual entropy that hollowed out our race over the centuries, and  threatens to end us forever.

We don’t deny cultural or regional difference. We cherish it as we  cherish things far greater in scope. Our worship and spiritual  discipline vary according to particulars of linguistic heritage,  communities of the Volk, and divine calling. There is no contradiction  in men of the same race respecting different customs and traditions,  within the same set of precepts. I can be bound to my German brethren as  much as to my Welsh brethren: we are Aryans seeking fellowship in the  same racial heritage. Christians must ask themselves: are they more  bound to those of their race in the blood of Christ than they are in  their literal blood? Can they truly find themselves in the shared  suffering of their race without hearing the call of their own blood above all else?

We must not allow the greater racial community ( die grössere Rassegemeinschaft ) to be torn asunder by the difference of the individual peoples ( Völker ). The struggle that rages today is for very great aims. ( Mein Kampf,  Volume II, Chapter 2, p. 423; s/ 476  auf deutsch ).

The Aryan racial heritage is the scripture  our souls recite. The gods provide insight into this repository of truth  to men and women seeking it. All beings are set apart in time and  space, but bound together within fate’s fearful symmetry. Gods and men  are threads woven within the tapestry of universal truth: the divine law  of eternal Nature. We don’t summon thousands of years of priestly  bureaucracy to formulate legalist dogma, but this lack of institutional sclerosis does not constitute a lack of theology. Our theology is our  Weltanschauung, a living construct like a living tree, its roots  reaching back through time. We are its leaves, rising and falling, and  rising again. We are the Eternal Return, rooted in the soil of our  blood.

Gnosis should be an experience of your own life, a plant grown on your own tree. Foreign gods are a sweet poison, but the vegetable  gods you have raised in your own garden are nourishing. You shall not  make totems of foreign trees. No one shall keep you else you trespass  your limits; but blessed be the place where we meet the beginning of our  limitations. Beyond one’s frontiers there is not but illusion and  misery, because there you arrive in a country of the wrong ancestor  spirits and the wrong charms …
Why do you look for foreign teachings? They are poisons, they did  not come out of your blood. You should be on your own feet, and you  have your own rich earth below them. Truth is a tree with roots. It is not words. Truth only grows in your own garden, nowhere else. Only feeble men eat the food of a stranger. But your people need a strong man, one who gets  his truth in his own roots and out of his own blood …"
– C.G. Jung