And Make Ourselves a Realm

Beware lest any man spoil you through philosophy and vain deceit, after the tradition of men, after the rudiments of the world, and not after Christ. – Colossians 2: 8


Once the revolutionaries have triumphed and institutionalized all things satanic, the conservative must cease to be conservative — he must become a counterrevolutionary, or else he will become an aider and abettor of liberalism, despite his claim to be a conservative. Franco and Pinochet were counterrevolutionaries; Reagan, Thatcher, Tyndall, Samuel Frances, and Trump were and are conservative liberals. They were and are against certain aspects of liberalism, but they did not and do not challenge the basic Jacobin assumptions of their nation nor the other European nations. And the Jacobin foundations of modern Europe must be challenged and destroyed because Jacobin Europe is Satan’s Europe.

O here, where late our little city stood,
And now this desolation darkens us,
Friends, with rapid hand and heart renewed,
Building, once more uprear we root and tower,
And make ourselves a realm.

Our “little city” was Christian Europe, liberalism was the desolation that darkened our city, and the liberal tower of Babel built on reason, science, and the noble savage is what we must root out in order to rebuild our European city. However, I do not see, in this realm of Satan, anyone who thinks we should ‘uprear’ liberalism from its roots and build a Christian realm. Why is that? Why is there no one who believes we must destroy the liberals’ realm instead of trying to work within the parameters of liberalism to affect “meaningful change”? The answer is quite simple – you do not seek to destroy that which you believe in. And all modern Europeans believe in at least two out of three of the linchpins of liberalism. They all believe in reason and science – who will be so base as to deny the validity of reason and science? Some neo-pagan conservative liberals such as Jared Taylor and some populist conservatives such as Tyndall and Francis do not and did not believe in the noble savage, but most conservatives believe in all three of the linchpins of liberalism. The liberals’ kingdom of eternal night depends on the progenitor of science and the noble savage, and that progenitor is pure, abstract reason, divorced from the human heart.

My mother, who adhered to the ethics of the Christian faith all her life but was unable to believe in Christ, because His resurrection from the dead was in conflict with reason and science, had a book of fairy tales, which I inherited when she died. In that book is a remarkable fairy tale written by Hans Christian Andersen called “The Snow Queen.” In that story we see the sickness of modern man diagnosed, and we see what the cure for that illness is.

If you know the story, you will recall that the two principle characters are a girl named Gerda and a boy named Kay. In the story some wicked Hobgoblins have “a mirror with the power of causing all that was good and beautiful, when it was reflected therein, to look poor and mean; while that which was good for nothing and ugly, stood out and looked worse than ever. In this mirror the most beautiful landscapes looked like boiled spinach, and the best persons were turned into frights, or appeared to stand on their heads.”

One day the mirror breaks, “and now it worked much more evil than before; for some of these pieces were hardly so large as a grain of sand, and they flew about in the wide world, and when they got into people’s eyes there they stayed; and then people saw everything perverted, or only had an eye for that which was evil. Some persons even got a splinter in their heart, and then their heart became a lump of ice. Then the wicked Hobgoblin laughed till he almost chocked, for all this tickled his fancy.”

Of course the evil splinters are the splinters of reason, and when one of those splinters pierces Kay’s heart he falls victim to the evil Snow Queen and becomes unable to say the Lord’s Prayer. “He was quite frightened and he tried to repeat the Lord’s Prayer; but he was only able to remember the multiplications table.” What should that simple story, told by a man regarded as a simpleton, tell us? It tells us what St. Paul told us. We should search the Scriptures with our hearts in order to discover that the folly of God is greater than the wisdom of men.

When Gerda finds Kay, he is a lost soul.

Little Kay was quite blue with cold; for the Snow Queen had kissed away his feelings, and his heart was a lump of ice. He was pulling about some sharp, flat pieces of ice, which he laid together in all possible ways, puzzling out how to make something with them. He fitted them into a great many shapes the most complicated, for they were the “Ice Puzzles of Reason.”

What a remarkable description of reason divorced from the human heart – “The Ice Puzzles of Reason.” Did Kay recover? Yes, he did because —

Gerda wept hot tears which fell on his breast, and they thawed his heart and melted away the bit of the mirror there. He looked at her, and she sang:

The rose in the valley is blooming so sweet,
The Child Jesus is there the children to greet.

Then Kay, like all the Christian Europeans who preceded him, wept and believed.

Jesus wept at Lazarus’s death. If He knew that He was about to raise Lazarus from the dead, why did He weep? Was it because He, who could see into the future, saw all the suffering that death would cause mankind? How could the heart of hearts not weep in the face of all that suffering? Our hope is in our tears of grief. My mother had a heart that loved, but she also had a heart with a splinter of rationalism in it. Did my tears, shed on her deathbed, joined with the tears of our precious Savior, take the splinter of rationalism from her heart and leave only His divine love there? That is my hope. We all live in the valley of the shadow of death, which is made all the darker because of rationalism, but is it not possible that at the last hour many who seemed lost in the icy cold of rationalism will feel the warmth of His love? We must, for our own sake and for the sake of our loved ones, fight rationalism with all our heart, mind, and soul.

Our Lord told us that we must, if we are to inherit the kingdom of heaven, become like unto little children. Why then do we create a new language, a language not of the heart, when we speak of our Lord? Paul was not a theologian nor were the apostles. Shouldn’t that tell us something? Why do we need a more scientized and rational exposition of the Christian faith than that which is presented to us in the Gospels and the epistles of St. Paul? We don’t need theology, but the devil does need it. He wants mankind to study and scientize God until God becomes the sum total of the natural world, a world devoid of the personal Savior who gives us the hope that the grave is not the natural end of our lives.

The tears we shed at the deathbeds of our loved ones, if they are consecrated to Him, are sacred prayers. Surely He hears such prayers and surely He will come to our loved ones and us at that fateful hour. Christian Europe was built on the tears and prayers of those who wept and believed. I do not see how our rationalism, our science, be it the science of God or the science of the natural world, or our worship of the noble savage, has improved on the hope-and-prayer civilization of the antique Europeans. I don’t want to read or hear about any more conservative plans for saving our Western democracies, I want to rise and ride to the sound of the trumpet of our Lord who bids us root out rationalism from our hearts and our civilization. All counterrevolutions start in the human heart and then extend to the greater world. In the European fairy tales the third dumb brother, the brother imbued with the foolishness of God, always goes forth into the great world armed only with a heart of flesh. He always triumphs where his older brothers, the rationalists, fail. So shall we triumph if we eschew rationalism and seek Him through the narrow gate of the human heart which leads us to His sacred heart.

St. Paul tells us that “faith worketh by love.” If that is so, how can we have faith if we try to know God by way of abstract reason? We must come to God with hearts capable of loving that which is good, noble, and pure. Do we have such a capacity? Not if we accept the theologians’ God of pure intellect as the true God. If God does not have a human heart, if the incarnation is a lie, which all the Gnostic churches assert, then we are lost. Let us take refuge in the fleshpots of Egypt, the only refuge for rationalists who have come to the conclusion that man is a glorified beast without a heart that longs for and can know the Savior, whose divine love has conquered death.

It doesn’t seem that there are any Europeans left who will repudiate rationalist Europe and return to the fairy tale Europe of Hans Christian Andersen. It all seems so hopeless. And that is what the devil wants. He wants all Europeans to stay imprisoned within the walls of rationalism. He wants the only remedy for our loneliness to be the company of other rationalists. Such ‘company’ will only make us feel our loneliness the more acutely. But where there is one, there are others. I am not a rationalist. I do not accept the devil’s world. The kingdom of heaven is within. Let us cling to the fairy tale vision in defiance of the rationalist hell around us, and build ourselves a realm that honors the vision and heart of the antique Europeans who saw the God beyond reason, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. +

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