What the fools call hatred is of no concern to Us. Like all matters with Us, all things OF Us, our hate is disciplined and true. It is not an indulgence of weakness, nor a narcotic for those seeking a quick fix of adrenaline, nor a sanctuary for the private grudges of the disaffected and dysfunctional. We burn with the pure light of Our Blood, Our Reich, Our Gods, and that which We hate knows, fears, and will strive to discredit that fire with petty slanders and the lies of the lugenpresse. This is no concern to us. We serve the Throne of the Black Sun, the Eternal Reich.
Yes, We hate. We LOVE, with every fiber of our being, and what is a purer expression of love than to ensure the existence and prosperity that makes that love flourish, grow and flower? The proper handling of that hatred, in the embrace of Our Love, is the fertilizer upon which the Tree grows.
"This Path is beyond Life and Death; it is also beyond Love; but that ye know not, for ye know not Love."
Liber Cheth
The essence of Our Work is love.
It is not the meek love of the slave.
We have NO slaves herein.
We will not abide slavers or their agents. We fear not labels and hushed disdain. We are National Socialists.
Yes, We are “Nazis”. Good Nazis.
We love Our Führer.
We love National Socialism.
We hate its enemies, because they hate Us.
Asking Us to love Our enemies is akin to expecting a woman raped to love her rapist. We are neither that cruel nor that foolish.
What We do to those who perpetuate such things is best left unsaid. It is not a Work for the meek nor the unsure nor the coward.
We are unafraid to hate that which is to be hated.
We are unafraid to name that what must be named, for it flourishes when the mouths of good men and women remain silent.
It truly is this simple: “Love one another with burning hearts; on the low men trample in the fierce lust of your pride, in the day of your wrath.”